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Format: Novel
Chapters: 26
Word Count: 70,072
Status: COMPLETED
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme, Contains Spoilers
Genres: Romance, Angst, Young Adult
Characters: Harry, Dumbledore, Lupin, Sirius, Lily, James, Pettigrew, Voldemort, OC, OtherCanon
Pairings: Sirius/OC, James/Lily, Remus/Tonks, Remus/OC, Other Pairing
First Published: 04/30/2007
Last Chapter: 09/19/2007
Last Updated: 01/13/2008
Summary:Banner by Sammy Lupin!
SEQUEL TO The Life Dissertation of Lovette Luclare
I know for a fact that I loved someone.
Chapter 7: Don't Tell Me
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If you don't read The Life Dissertation of Lovette Luclare beforehand, you'll be as confused as I am about why I‘m not allowed to go to my dad‘s surgery at the hospital, while I‘m a little bit sick. I mean, aren‘t sick people supposed to go to the hospital?
Chapter 7.
It’s a little bit shorter than intended.
Its really just kind of a filler.
The good stuff will be later, I promise!!!
Enjoy!
“What?” Lovette did not seem as though she had heard her friend. One indication of this was that Lovette was still grinning and had not yet started to go ballistic at Lily’s news.
“I-I’m pregnant.” Lily said, her voice now cautious as she looked to her friend for any kind of reaction.
And soon enough, it came.
“YOU’RE WHAT?!”
“Lovette-”
“You have been married for a week-”
“Lovette-”
“And you’re already knocked up?-”
“I beg your pardon!-”
“What the fu-”
“LOVETTE ORENDA LUCLARE!”
Lovette immediately shut her mouth as Lily ‘full-named her’. Not only did Lily look highly offended by Lovette’s reaction, Lily had jumped out of her arm chair and loomed warningly over Lovette. Lovette had every right to be terrified.
“Yes, Lovette, I’m pregnant. And I am happy about it, thank you. And no, I have been pregnant since before the wedding. And don’t you dare smirk at me, we can just keep that part to ourselves.”
Lovette was now grinning as she stood up to hug her friend.
“Aww, Lily...does James know?” Lovette prompted, holding Lily out at arm’s length much like a mother would her daughter. Lily giggled.
“Yes, he does. He was starting to wonder why I’ve been throwing up endlessly for the past week or so.”
“Does he know it happened before the wedding?” Lovette asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. Lily laughed and gently swatted Lovette’s arm.
“Yes, I mean, I was hurling the whole honeymoon-”
“Except when you two were screwi-”
“Shut up!”
The girls laughed, sitting down on Lovette’s couch.
“So, when are you due?” Lovette started, pretending to be a haughty gossip.
“Well, I’ve only been-”
“Knocked up-”
“Pregnant for a week.” Lily bit her lip, calculating her pregnancy, “Its November, right?”
“Yeah.” Lovette said, snickering, “lost track of time on your honeymoon, did you?” Lily pretended to glare at Lovette, still estimating her due date.
“July.” Lily finally answered. “Most likely the end of July since it’s the end of November.”
“I can’t wait!”
“Neither can I. I’m already tired of morning sickness.” Lovette began to snicker again.
“What now?” Lily asked in an irritated tone though she was smiling.
“You’re gonna be as big as a house in nine months!” Lovette taunted, earning a slap in the head by Lily.
“True, but you’ll be the one dealing with a pregnant lady.”
“Nope. James’ duty, not mine. James’ fault, James’ punishment.”
“Lovette!”
“What? You’re really going to be a bitch in nine months!”
“Gee, thanks.”
“No problem.”
“So,” Lily prompted after a short silence, “what’s been going on here?”
Lovette sighed, smiling a rather acidic grin and filled her friend in on the past events. Lily was surprised to hear of Brenna’s “mature” decision to stop dyeing her hair (but did not argue either side, she merely accepted it). When Lovette got to the topic of her and Sirius, Lily did not stay quiet.
“So, you’re mad at him for protecting you?” Lily asked incredulously after Lovette recounted the happenings of her and Sirius’ argument less than a week before.
“No.” Lovette snapped defensively, “I just don’t want him always trying to protect me from everything. Let’s face it Lil, we can’t be safe in a world like this anymore.”
“He lo-”
“Yeah, I know, ‘he loves me’. Brenna said the same thing with her new-found sensibility.” Lovette said bitterly, rolling her eyes.
“Its because of this Voldemort crap that he’s trying to keep you safe, Lovette.” Lily said wisely.
“No. Sirius has always tried to treat me like a child.” Lovette countered.
“I know he has! He’s been trying to shelter you forever. Its about damn time you got used to it.” Lily bit back, though her voice was calm. Lovette sighed, defeated.
“Whatever.”
The friends sat in a comfortable silence. Neither had anything to say, so they kept the silence as long as it could last. As long as it could last before Brenna or James ostentatiously burst through the door (hey, they’ve done it before)...before the girls had to deal with the uproar their other friends were bound to create...and yes, they were sure it was going to happen...
“LOVEEEETTTTEEE!” Soon enough, Brenna Flynn came bursting through Lovette’s front door, Remus, Sirius, Hestia, and James in tow. Brenna skipped over to Lovette (who was seated on the couch), hopping over the coffee table, and stood in front of Lovette. Lovette looked rather indifferent to Brenna, even though Brenna was now very close to her face. Lovette looked bored.
“Oh come on Lovette!” Brenna whined, knowing Lovette was reacting because of Brenna’s new (or rather old) hair style.
“Its not the same.” Lovette said simply, scooting over on the couch so Brenna was no longer in close proximity with her face. Brenna sighed, taking a seat on the sofa, in between Lily and Lovette.
“So, how are you Mrs. Potter?” Brenna asked Lily, causing Lily to blush at being called ‘Mrs. Potter’. Brenna giggled.
“I’m fine.” Lily said, giggling along with Brenna.
“We heard James knocked you up already.” Hestia stated in a very matter-of-fact way. Lily blushed an even deeper shade of crimson. James grinned as Sirius rolled his eyes.
“Yes guys, James and I are pregnant.” Lily said, smiling. Lovette turned to Lily, raising an eyebrow.
“What, you got James pregnant?” A ripple of laughter sounded throughout the friends as James made his way to his wife, mumbling, “dumbass” to Lovette as he passed her.
Within no time, everyone had taken a seat in Lovette and Sirius’ living room...that is, all except Sirius. Lovette noticed this and rolled her eyes.
“You can sit down, you know.” Lovette said somewhat snappishly to her fiancée. Sirius looked at her, his steel gray eyes searching her.
“I need to talk to you.” He said. Lovette furrowed her eyebrows, confused.
“We’ll talk later.” Lovette said, brushing him off with a wave of her hand.
The six friends had talked all night. It was already one in the morning, and they were still seated in Lovette and Sirius’ living room, chatting as lively as they would have, had it been day.
Sirius was still brooding of course. He didn’t crack jokes and he rarely laughed at any. Whenever Lovette would glance over at him from across the room, he would be staring a her.
“And I’m the godmother, right?” Brenna leaned encouragingly toward Lily, smiling like an idiot. Lily pretended to hesitate.
“Of course-”
“NOT!” James finished for Lily, causing Brenna to feign tears and everyone else to laugh.
“Yes, that would be me.” Lovette said, smirking at Brenna.
“I don’t know if I’d trust you with their baby either.” Hestia added, giggling. Lovette now opened her mouth in fake shock.
“How dare you!-”
“Don’t worry, don’t worry. Lovette and Sirius are the first godparents and then the rest of you can fight it out.” James said soothingly. Lovette laughed.
“Let’s just hope there isn’t a time when we should be godparents.” Sirius’ voice now caused an uncomfortable silence. Lovette rolled her eyes, sighing and then smiling at her friends to show that Sirius was kidding.
“Let’s hope not! Sirius, I need to speak with you in the kitchen for a moment.” Lovette said cheerily, standing up from her seat and grabbing Sirius’ elbow a little less than tenderly. But her friends noticed Lovette’s hidden anger and exchanged worried looks once the couple left the room.
Sirius was going to get it.
“What the hell is your problem?!” Lovette’s voice was nowhere near the whisper she had intended it to be. She was even angrier that Sirius had casually taken a seat at their kitchen table and looked bored.
“You’re the one that can’t take a joke.” He said mildly, though his voice was rather emotionless.
“A joke? A joke?! I hardly call hoping your friends don’t die and leave you their kid a joke!” Sirius shrugged, looking away from Lovette.
“Some people have different senses of humor. And some people-” Sirius surveyed Lovette- “have none.”
Lovette looked as though she had been slapped in the face. And truth be told, she probably would have been less angry if Sirius had done that.
“That has nothing to do with anything! It doesn’t matter if I don’t have a sense of humor, in case you didn’t notice, nobody was laughing. That’s not something you say to your best friends!”
Lovette looked hysterical. Not like she was close to tears, but the kind of hysteria that can only be caused by trying to deal with someone completely unbelievable.
Sirius took a moment to answer, indifferently looking at Lovette’s frantic features. Had he lost all softness for her?
“Yeah, well you don’t say to your fiancée not to protect you either.” Sirius snapped pointedly.
Lovette shook her head at Sirius, dubious. Her eyebrows had creased together in a frown and her arms hung limply at her sides.
“If this is about me, then why are you punishing your friends?” She whispered.
“OF COURSE IT’S ABOUT YOU!”
Her mouth hung open in shock. Never had Sirius raised his voice that loud to her.
Lovette exhaled, though it sounded like an incredulous chuckle. She looked down at the floor, crossing her arms. Not the kind of crossing that signified anger, but that signified that she needed to feel safe.
If Sirius wouldn’t protect, no one would.
“What do you want me to do then?” The asked, her voice thick as she restrained tears, “What do you need me to do?”
It was in that moment that one tear fell that Sirius softened. As the lone tear slid down Lovette’s face, it felt as though he were being drown in guilt. Not for wanting to keep her secure, but for making her cry. She always had that affect on him. Always.
Sirius rose from his chair, sighing, and took Lovette in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. Much to his surprise, she did not pull away and start yelling at him. Though, he was thankful for her reaction or lack thereof.
“Come ‘ere.” There was no need for Sirius to whisper this as Lovette’s arms found their way around his waist, making the embrace even tighter. But, Sirius found, they were merely words of comfort.
“I won’t tell you I’m sorry, Love. Because I’m not. I just want you to know that I’ll always be here to keep you safe.”
“I know. I know. I just don’t like to seem dependent.” Lovette mumbled, her voice muffled because she had buried it in Sirius’ chest. Sirius chuckled, rubbing her back.
“You’re not dependent. You’re my Love.”
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