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✧HARRY JAMES POTTER✧

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JULY 31st


Rabastan had apologized all of last night and the next morning after he was appointed to hunting the Potters. She hadn't actually heard much about James' parents and their death, but it was the same illness that was plaguing around, the one that took her father and was on the verge of killing Clarissa.

There were attempts to find where they were hiding, but Rory didn't want to know where they lived in the off chance her mind was weakened and the Dark Lord wanted a peek.

But the second her husband had left, she warned him that she might leave the house for a bit.
Or just simply go outside on the gazebo.

His trust showcased once again, though he reiterated that he wanted her safe and he wanted her to be free.

That comment she had made claiming that the manor was a prison, caused his heart to clench when he remembered it. Her being tied down to the children and in constant aid of fulfilling their need for attention was insulting her potion degree.

He'd have to ask Snape what a good potion related gift would be, and perhaps he could ask now as the new Potions Master of Hogwarts should be prepared for students like Aurora.

Or just Ravenclaws in general.

Aurora had waited only a few hours before she contacted Sirius by Patronus. He knew instantly that something was wrong as she claimed to be heading to his flat.

She wore something far from her regular attire, her hair turning a light brown color as she watched her facial details altering. She would need to practice more, but this was good enough for today.

Today.

The prophecy was whispering in the back of her mind as she continued further to her destination. She picked up an entire infirmary worth of supplies, because of today—Today she would be delivering a child.

When she finally arriving to the flat, Remus sighed in relief as he went to the door. "Goodness sake, you said an hour. Pads is—" Unfamiliar eyes flashed to him as she smirked.

"I was just getting some supplies, where's the bloke then?" Sirius looked entirely worse for wear, it hadn't been all that long since the Potters passed, and it was indeed prominent on his face.

"Rory." A smile graced his lips as he rose from his seat, abandoning a cup of tea on the table which had her laugh. "I hope you're both well, but we have somewhere to be."

"Where's that?"

They questioned her the entire way, and by that it was a ten-minute discussion in their flat. A walk as the safe house didn't allow for apprenting, and then the last moment attempt as they stood in front of the door.

"Merlin sakes, look boys. I gave birth less than two weeks again and I desperately want to read to my children. But the greater good demands something from my friend and the last thing I want is for her to only have James while she's delivering." It was the first time she had explicitly told them what they were doing here.

But they were unable to say it to not worry Lily.

Sirius instead threw a list of questions, he had been relatively attached to the idea of his nieces and nephews after seeing them in the endless amount of pictures.

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