Quidditch by ____Sharada

Rating: PG
Genres: Drama, Romance
Relationships: Lily & James
Book: Lily & James, Books 1 - 4
Published: 01/01/2006
Last Updated: 01/01/2006
Status: Completed

While in hiding, James and Sirius take Harry to a Quidditch game, leaving Lily to stress,
contemplate, and worry. Short, really fluffy. One-shot.




1. Chapter One
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**Quidditch**

**Chapter One**

Lily Potter was going crazy. She was minutes away from ripping her long, shiny red hair just to
hurt her *husband* because she knew how much he loved to run his fingers through it. She was
minutes away from taking a vase that had put a large dent in their Gringotts vault and smashing it
against the wall. She was minutes away from marching down to the Ministry and filing for
divorce.

“James Potter, I am going to kill you!” Lily screeched to the emptiness of her house. *How
could he do this*? She thought. How could he take their child to a Quidditch game while they
were hiding out from Lord Voldemort? What if he was spotted and then followed? What if that night
Voldemort came knocking? Lily broke down into tears as all of the horrible thoughts raced through
her mind repeating themselves.

“Lily love?” The very person that she wanted to see but also kill was home. Lily brought herself
up from off of the floor and headed towards his voice.

“What the hell did you think you were doing?” Lily pounced.

“What?” He asked with his little confused face that he always pulled on her.

“That won't work, Potter! You can't save yourself or justify yourself for this one!”
James sat down Harry on the floor and then looked back up at his enraged wife.

“What one?” James asked. “What are you talking about?”

“How could you take a five month old baby to a Quidditch match, James Potter? Don't you roll
your eyes at me! I'm talking to you. Now answer me!” Lily shouted with her hands on her hips
and her eyes blazing wildly.

“Well, you see-“ James started but shut his mouth when a four hundred galleon vase came his
way.

“Did I ask you to talk? No I don't think that I did!”

“But-“

“I don't want to hear your voice I'm so mad at you right now! How could you? He's
after us, James! You know this and what do you do? You take him to a Quidditch game! QUIDDITCH! Is
our- is his life worth one Quidditch match? Does he mean that little to you?” By the time she
finished the racking sobs had come back and Lily buried her face in her hands. She began to cry
even harder once she heard Harry start.

The next thing she felt were her husbands arms come around her and his chin rest on the top of
her head. All you could hear was the sobs coming from Lily and Harry Potter for what seemed like
the longest time, until James spoke. “I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. You and Harry mean so
much to me, Lily. You know that. I'd do anything for the two of you. I'd die for either of
you. And I just- I just wanted to make sure that If I died tomorrow that I would at least have that
memory of a Quidditch match with my son. I'm sorry, that I didn't talk about it with you. I
just-“

Lily cut him off with her lips.

“It's okay. I didn't think of it that way. I'm sorry.”

“Don't be. Seventy- three- Lily. Seven- James.” Lily laughed. He'd been doing that since
their first date. He had been late and it had infuriated her to no end. To lighten her deadly mood
he had said. *One- Lily. Zero- James**.*

“I love you too, but just no more Quidditch games till' the war is over.”

“Okay,” James sighed.

“Promise?”

“Promise,” he agreed. “But how am I supposed to live without Quidditch?”

“We forgot about Harry!” Lily gasped and ran over to her bawling son.

“Harry- Garry! What about Quidditch? It'll be forever before we defeat Voldemort. So
it'll be forever till I watch another Quidditch match!”

“Men and Quidditch,” Lily whispered to Harry. “Is not a good thing. Promise mummy that you
won't be obsessed with Quidditch.”

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