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A Potter-Malfoy Family Luncheon

"Stop it."

"I can't!"

"Yes, you can."

"This was a horrible idea."

"Says you."

"Why couldn't we have talked to mine first? Least I know they wouldn't physically harm me or rearrange parts of my anatomy."

"Oh, do grow up, you're being ridiculous. Besides, dad would never do that!"

"Oh yeah? Because I'm not so sure."

"You're doing it again."

"I told you, I can't help it!"

"It's distracting me."

"Well, we can't have that now can we? You might crash this infernal contraption."

"If you had learned how to drive after school-"

"It didn't seem necessary! And I still don't see why you wouldn't let me apparate us."

"Did you want me to sick up? That would sort of defeat the point of telling them, wouldn't it?"

"They wouldn't figure-"

"Yes, they would."

"James and Albus aren't going to be there.. right?"

"This is the day we all have dinner together."

"Great. Just bloody terrific."

"You're overreacting, darling."

"How are we going to tell them anyhow? Just come right out and say it?"

"Oh please, don't be gauche. We'll tell them over dessert."

"Why? So that they will have had enough mead first?"

"Precisely."

"Knew I married you for some reason."

"Har har."

"Oh, Merlin, we're almost there."

"Don't worry, I'll protect you."

"Yeah?"

"Of course, dear."

Lily Luna Malfoy -for she was a Malfoy now- pulled into her parent's drive way, sliding in carefully next to her brother James' bright yellow porche, rolling her eyes at his choice of color as she did so.

"Looks like James talked Patricia into getting the new car," muttered Scorpius, he was looking a bit green around the edges, and both of his hands were clutching the arm rests.

Lily nodded, pressing down on the break to switch the gears from drive to park, "Mhm, she can hold her own against James, but I suspect he wore her down after a while." She reached over to unbuckle her husband's seat belt, patting his pale cheek with her hand, smiling kindly. She twisted the key in the ignition and the soft purring the engine had been making petered out.

"You can let go now, darling."

Scorpius made a face at her, but released the arm rests all the same, "You know I don't like driving. It doesn't... agree with me."

Lily unbuckled her own seat belt, "Can you pass me my handbag, please?"

Scorpius dislodged the brown leather purse from the space between his leg and the door. He watched as Lily slipped the keys to her BM-something or other inside an inside pocket.

She pushed herself up in the driver's seat to check her face in the rear view mirror. He didn't know why she bothered, she was always beautifully, and he had said as much too, but she had only laughed and shook her head at him.

"Better get inside," she said, pushing a little button on the inside of her door, the car beeped and the doors unlocked, "Dad and Mum probably heard us pull in already, they'll wonder what's taking so long."

Scorpius opened his door and slid out of his seat, he swung the door shut behind him before rounding the car to Lily's side and letting her out as well.

She grinned up at him and extended her hand, "Seems you remembered your car etiquette."

"Yeah, yeah, you only grilled me on it for three nights straight after you bought the bloody thing," he grumbled, taking her hand and pulling her to him.

Lily stretched up on her toes to kiss him, Scorpius laced his fingers against the small of her back, ducking his head to meet her half way.

"Oi!"

Lily and Scorpius sprang apart, Lily's hand flew to the base of her throat and Scorpius, who had been expecting it, rolling his eyes.

Lily's chest heaved as she caught her breath, Scorpius smashed his lips together to keep from laughing at her shell-shocked expression.

He didn't have to hold back for long though, just as fast as they had jumped apart, she had whirled around to face her unsuspecting brother, her cheeks flaming with color.

Scorpius watched, wide eyed, as his wife stomped across the concrete driveway in heels, floaty pink dress, make up, hair done and all, until she reached her James, who was looking over his shoulder calling, "Their out snogging-"

"You, James Sirius Potter, are an absolute prat!"

James' head jerked around, and his mouth opened, but Lily was just getting started.

Lily stomped over to him, she was almost a head shorter, but she was a damnable force when angry.

Scorpius came forward wrapping his hands around both of Lily's arms and pulling her back against his chest.

Lily glared at her brother, "Someday, you are going to walk in on something you don't want to see."

James paled, but Lily wasn't finished.

"And I'll tell the twins too!"

Scorpius couldn't understand why she was so angry exactly, or maybe he could, Lily had never liked surprises... in fact, she became quite incensed when people tried to scare her.

She'd socked him once, right on the jaw, when he had come up from behind and blew on her ear. You'd think James would have seen it coming, but he looked just as shell-shocked as Lily had a minute ago.

"Merlin, Lily," breathed James, shaking his head at his sister, "Forgot how crazy you were... Merlin."

Scorpius nearly groaned.

"Me! Me? Crazy! You berk! I'm not the one that goes around interrupting kissing couples. If you ask me-"

"Alright you two, that's enough."

Ginny Potter stood leaning against the door jamb, obviously suppressing a smile, "Why don't you hug and make up, hmm? Apologise to your sister, Jemmy."

James rolled his eyes and made a face, "Jemmy, Mum? Really?"

Ginny crossed her arms over her chest and gave James a pointed look, nodding approvingly when he stepped forward and pulled a reluctant Lily into a hug.

"I'm sorry, half-pint."

Lily punched him on the shoulder, but slipped her arms around her brother's back and returned the hug.

"Come inside, we've been waiting on you, your Dad's getting impatient."

Ginny ushered them through the door and sitting room, straight into the brightly lit kitchen.

Around the magically enlarged table in the center of the kitchen sat Albus and his brand new wife Pamela -they had returned from their honeymoon a week or so before- James and Patricia and their one year old son, Peter, who sat in a high chair smashing his peas with a spoon and babbling nonsense. Ginny took her seat at one end of the table, across from Harry, leaving just enough room for Lily and Scorpius to squeeze in beside Albus and Pamela.

Lily looked around the table again, "Wait, where's Teddy and Vic?"

"Vacation, Teddy talked her into it, while the kids are at school and all that," said Albus, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. Pamela thwacked him over the head with her roll.

"Alright then, Tiger-Lily?" asked Harry, leaning forward and inhaling gratefully as Ginny uncovered the dishes of food covering the table.

Lily lifted herself off her chair a little and kissed her father's cheek, "James was just being an idiot, Dad," she sniffed disdainfully, casting a beady glare in her brother's direction, completely ignoring said sibling's affronted look.

Albus leaned over Scorpius to kiss Lily's cheek, "Don't worry, Lils, it's James' way of saying he misses you."

James scoffed, rolling his eyes as he wiped the green mess from around Peter's mouth, "If I didn't see her at least two times every week I might. 'Sides, Mum told me to see what was taking them so long, course if I knew they'd be snogging-"

"We weren't snogging, James," interrupted Lily, scooping pasta onto her plate to join her chicken leg, "Scorpius opened my door for me, I was merely saying thank you."

"Thank you!" James snorted, pushing back his chair and standing. He lifted Peter from his high-chair, holding the squirming one-year-old against his chest with one arm, and using the other to dust more food off of his clothes.

Lily paused in the act of scooping yet another spoonful of pasta into her mouth, "Where are you taking my nephew?" she asked before stuffing her mouth again. Amazing how hungry one could get after skipping breakfast for fear of vomiting.

James turned Peter around in his arms, "To clean him up," he said, pressing a kiss to his son's cheek, "Come on, wart."

Peter clapped his hands together, giving everyone a four-tooth smile, "Ba ba ba ba!"

James wiggled his squealing son in the air above his head as he exited the kitchen, mimicking, "Ba ba ba, that's right my baby, ba ba ba-" all the way up the stairs.

Patricia shook her head with a little sigh, "Sometimes I wonder which is the baby.."

They laughed in hearty agreement.

Listening to the conversation floating around her, Lily polished off her entire plate of food in a matter of minutes. Completely unaware that her parents had stopped talking to stare at her as she reached for the serving spoon and ladled another scoop of cheesy pasta onto her plate, Harry and Ginny exchanged a glance just as she looked up, her mouth open and her fork full of pasta poised in front of it.

She put the fork full in her mouth, chewing and swallowing before asking, "What?" looking between her parents.

Scorpius, Albus, and Pamela paused in their conversation beside her.

Harry shook his head, laughing a little, "Nothing, just never seen you devour a plate of food like that. Thought I was looking at James."

Lily frowned, glancing down at her blue cotton dress, checking for tomato sauce stains, there weren't any, "I always eat this much," she insisted, feeling self-conscious. It wasn't lost on her that she had gained some weight... Unless the scale had been lying when she'd weighed herself this morning and turned out to be 145lbs instead of her usual 139...

Scorpius, as though sensing her discomfort, put his arm on the back of her chair, drumming his fingers lightly against her shoulder, "She spent so much time in the loo this morning she didn't have time to eat breakfast," he said lightly, "And I even made her favorite."

Lily smiled at him, silently thanking her husband for his quick thinking.

Pamela laughed, "I've never known you to be a lavatory-girl, Lily? What changed?"

Now Patricia was giving her the same look her parents were, sweat prickled on Lily's hairline, she set her fork down biting her lip, "I just couldn't decide what to wear..."

She could feel Scorpius tense beside her, "She doesn't believe me when I say she's beautiful in whatever she wears," he interjected, another attempt at levity that Lily made note to thank him for later.

"Ugh, I know how that feels," said James from the doorway, bouncing a clean Peter in his arms, passing him off to Patricia held her hands up for him.

Lily watched as her sister-in-law ignored her husband's jibe, and buried her nose in her son's curly, brown hair, inhaling deeply, "Mm, my baby smells so sweet!" She proceeded to press kisses all over her son's face, laughing as Peter giggled.

"So my son does know how to bathe his child after all?" asked Ginny, a mischievous smile playing about her lips.

James plopped down in his seat next to Ginny, "Yes, Mum," he said with a gusty sigh, "I'm quite good at it too."

Ginny leaned over and kissed his cheek, "Good. I'd hate to think of poor Patricia taking care of the both of you all on her own."

James scowled, trying to look offended, but joined in the laughter eventually.

Albus wrapped his arm around Pamela, pushing his empty plate forward slightly and sitting back, "Lucky for me Pamela doesn't mind taking care of me," he said proudly, turning his face to press a kiss to his wife's flushed cheek.

Lily's gaze swept to Albus and Pamela just as her brother kissed a trail from Pamela's cheek to neck. She turned away, exchanging a look with her father, both of them grimaced.

Albus and Pamela were still in the honeymoon stage... Lily hoped to Merlin she and Scorpius hadn't been that repulsive after they'd returned from their honeymoon. She just might die of embarrassment if they had been. Pamela's tinkling giggle sounded, followed by a throaty chuckle from Albus.

Chancing a glance, she realised that Albus must have whispered something in Pamela's ear.

Urgh...

James picked up a roll and threw it at Albus' head, it hit it's mark with a soft thump, "Keep that at home, eh? I've got an innocent son here."

Albus rolled his eyes, but pulled away from Pamela -who was bright red- anyway.

Harry cleared his throat, pushing back from the table, "Wine or mead?"

Lily sagged a little as her family members called out their choice of drink, "Butterbear," she said disheartened, oh how she would miss the licorice flavored mead.

"No mead, Lils? Going on a diet?"

Damn James and his nosy questions.

Before she had a chance to snap at him, her mother cut in.

"Leave your sister's choices alone, James," she said, glancing at Harry again.

She knows! Damn!

Of course her mum would figure it out, she'd been pregnant three times, not to mention that she'd noticed Patricia's pregnancy before any of them -even Patricia- had had a clue.

Lily's assumptions was further supported when Ginny stood from the table, "Lily can you help me in the kitchen for a minute, dear? I think the pie is ready?"

Swallowing, Lily nodded, Scorpius squeezed her hand as she stood.

"How far along are you?"

Ah, well, mum was never one to beat around the bush...

"Erm.. two months..?" said Lily thoughtfully, "Not sure, my appointment is tomorrow..."

Ginny opened the oven, reaching inside with mittened hands to pull out a beautiful-smelling pumpkin pie.

Lily nearly moaned with delight, "Oh, Mum, that smells so good!"

Ginny chuckled as she set the pie on the counter, she turned to her daughter, resting her hip against the counter, "So how are you feeling?"

Lily mimicked her mother's position, pursing her lips in thought, "Well... I'm tired- sick most days, sometimes in the morning, but it happens in the afternoon too," she paused inhaling deeply, cinnamon and pumpkin wafted through her nostrils, "Scorp's been great though, doesn't even make a face when I come bowling into the loo to sick up while he's brushing his teeth."

Ginny nodded.

"I'm dead hungry right now though..." she hinted, her eyes straying from Ginny's and back to the pie.

Ginny stepped closer, bringing up her hands to cup her daughter's face, "So grown up," she murmured wistfully, her eyes misty.

Lily sniffed, "Mum don't, I'll cry."

Ginny tipped Lily's head forward, kissing her daughter's forehead, "I love you, my little girl."

Tears brimmed in Lily's eyes, and she hugged her mother to her, sniffling against her shoulder, and in so doing putting her nose even closer to the steaming pie.

Regretfully, she pulled away from Ginny, "Mum..." she said, biting her lip and casting her lips between the pie and Ginny.

Ginny sighed, shaking her head as though to dispel her nostalgic thoughts, she released Lily's shoulders and picked up her oven mitts, "Go on, I'll be right out."

Lily fairly skipped from the room.

Later, the Potters and Malfoys sat in the living room, laughing and reminiscing, bottles of butterbear in their hands. Scorpius had his hand clasped over Lily's on his knee, as he leaned forward, discussing the latest Cannons match with James, Albus, Harry, and Ginny.

"This was their best match!" he was insisting, "Losing by a 100 point margin is just about the least-"

"No, no, no, don't you remember? They lost by 98 points once!" James was saying, looking at Scorpius as though he were short two pennies to make a hundred.

"I don't know about that, James," said Harry thoughtfully, "I'm pretty sure Scorpius here, is right."

"Just ask Uncle Ron! He'll tell you-" James wasn't one to give up quickly.

"Mah!"

The adults turned to the only baby present.

"Is he-?"

"James, oh James, look!"

Peter stood, hanging on to the edge of Patricia's arm chair, but as they watched Peter took one hand of the arm rest, and then the other. James left his seat to kneel in front of his son, just close enough that Peter would have a goal to reach.

"Come Peter, come to daddy."

Peter giggled delightedly, took two steps, and then fell flat on his bum.

James swept his son into his arms, standing up and twirling the laughing, little boy in the air above his head.

Lily watched the scene, one hand gripping Scorpius' and the other curling over her stomach. As her family settled down again, Lily decided she'd waited long enough.

Without even warning Scorpius, she blurted, "I'm pregnant."

It took all of five, tense seconds for her family to respond, in which Scorpius's hand had grown clammy in hers. When everyone had snapped out of their stupors, hugs and kisses were exchanged all around, leaving Lily wondering why she hadn't told everyone last weeks ago, and Scorpius, why he'd ever been nervous at all.

A/N: Well, this is the last one. Hope everyone enjoyed this three-shot! I know I enjoyed writing it.

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