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indiana_jTitle: What's In a Name? (Part 2 of 'Having Harry')
Fandom: Harry Potter (Marauder's Era)
Characters: James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Potter
Rating: PG for some language
Word Count: 1,997
Summary: The Marauders end up at a pub and they end up celebrating Sirius being made a godfather. Much to the chagrin of Lily once they get back home. They also decide on a possible name for the future baby.
Notes: Certainly not mine in the least. None of these belong to me sadly. And maaaany thanks to Lise for the beta for this. :D
Part 1 can be found here: Future Quidditch Player
~~~
The local pub was fairly crowded, even for a Saturday evening, and James Potter had to fight to manage to land a table that was large enough to fit all four of them. The last thing any of them wanted was to be smashed up to the bar and on their feet all night, though Sirius probably could have charmed them a table eventually.
But eventually sounded like an awfully long time so they had moved quickly. They were, after all, the Marauders, and when they set their minds to it they normally got what they wanted.
Clapping James and Remus on the shoulders, Sirius slumped down in a chair with a grin. "It's good to finally get a night when we can all get out," he said, snagging Peter's drink before it had even really settled in front of the other young man.
Peter sighed and waited dutifully until the drink that had been meant for Sirius arrived.
"It has been too long," Remus agreed, leaning his chin on his hand.
"Lily didn't put up a fuss, did she, James?"
James glanced at Sirius and rolled his eyes. "I actually do things without my wife," he replied dryly and then he shrugged. "Besides, she nearly bloody well kicked me out of the house, said I was 'hovering' or something."
Everyone laughed at that and he joined in after a second.
"So, were you?" Peter asked.
"Suppose maybe I was at that."
Clucking his tongue a little bit, Remus looked like he was biting back a grin. Teasing, he said, "Who would have suspected the infamous James Potter of hovering?"
"I bet Lily would have."
Snickering, Sirius reached around Remus to ruffle Peter's hair a bit and ignored the yelped protest. "Ah, we have trained him well. They grow up so fast!"
"Play nice, boys," Remus sighed, ducking the half-hearted retaliation from Peter, "or play over someone else."
James looked smug as he drank his beer. "Why do you think I sat over here?"
Comfortable silence fell over the group for a little bit as they all just enjoyed the simple act of being together again.
"So," Sirius started, slapping his hands down on the table so suddenly that Remus started in surprise. "We need to celebrate!"
"The last time you ended up celebrating, Padfoot, we were forced to deal with the muggle police and hose you off," James sighed though an interested spark shone in his eyes. Trouble tended to follow them around but at least it was interesting trouble.
"Pfft, Prongs old boy, it was you we were hosing off, if I recall."
"Actually, it was both of you that needed the hosing." Remus grinned and shared a look with Peter that spoke of amusement and resignation. They'd had their share of yanking the other two out of hairy situations.
"Like you were any more innocent than they were," Peter chided but it was softened with laughter. Encouraged by the drinks and by Sirius and James' laughter, he struck a pose. " 'My dear sirs, those aren't my knickers but I certainly would like them back'."
Coughing to hide a sudden blush, Remus continued, "Anyway, what do you want to celebrate this time, Sirius?"
"What do I want to celebrate he asks?"
Grinning, he shoved his chair back and in a fluid motion jumped on the table top. "Excuse me! Everyone! Over here, that's right!"
"Oh for Merlin's sake, Remus, help me get him down!" James hissed and they both tugged on the 'entirely-too-sober to be doing this' Sirius' robes.
"Bugger off, this is about you," he protested as he escaped their desperate attempts and then turned back to the crowd staring at him. The bartender looked torn between amusement and wanting to hex him off the table top. "Hello! Most of you know me and most of you know my friends…"
"Unfortunately!" someone in the back shouted.
"But I wanted to make an announcement! I am to become the godfather to James' daughter!" Sirius paused and leaned down, resting one of his arms on his bent knee. "It is a girl, right?"
Burying his head in his hands, James groaned. "We don't know yet, you drunken git."
"Or son!" he finished standing up. "Drinks for everyone on Potter!"
"Oi!"
"And me!"
The noise in the pub hit the roof as Sirius jumped off the table and, unfortunately for Remus, Peter and their drinks, right on to them and sent them all to the floor in a tangle of limbs and robes. James had been torn between irritation and immense joy at the entire situation and he finally settled on the latter. Laughing, he reached down and helped them all stagger back to their seats.
It took the better part of an hour for the excitement to die down and for well-wishers to bugger back off to their respective dark corners and the friends found themselves back in the state they had been in before Sirius' bellowing news announcement.
Well, nearly, since they were considerably more drunk than they had been at the start.
"Have you and Lily decided on names yet?" Remus asked, raising his voice to be heard over Sirius and Peter singing a song in honor of the English Quidditch team.
"Not really though we've got some suggestions," James replied, smacking Padfoot in the back of the head.
"That bloody well stung!" Sirius sulked into his beer. "Why'd you do that?"
"Delayed reaction from the table thing," came the relaxed reply. "You're lucky I couldn't reach my wand."
Remus smirked suddenly and handed over a wand and Sirius laughed loudly at the expression on James' face. "Actually you nearly did but I snatched it from you. Last time we need was you trying to hex Padfoot's bits off and missing."
Now it was James' turn to sulk. "Mooney!"
"It was for the good of everyone's bits."
Peter leaned around the others suddenly. "Did I hear you say something about baby names?"
"Yeah, Lily and I have a list but nothing is really sticking out for either of us." He shrugged and waved the waitress down for another pint. "We've got time, though, yeah? So we're not too worried over it."
"I hope it's a girl," Sirius said in a sing-song voice. "Then I get to be all 'grr' when someone tries to get in her knickers and such."
"That's not going to be for a while yet," James retorted even as he looked slightly antsy at the idea of someone, anyone, trying to get into his daughters knickers. He knew better than most what went through a young mans head, namely because he'd done something very much like that to Lily. "And we don't know if it's a girl or boy."
"What if it's both?"
The soon to be father clutched his heart.
"Remus, don't kill him before the thing is born! Drink your beer, it'll make the scary go away."
"I'm ready to be a father, really, but two?" He downed half the glass in one go and then sighed. "I'm not quite sure about two."
Rocking slightly when Sirius bumped into him, he raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"Harriet!"
"Where?"
"No, you should name her Harriet!"
James pulled a face that would have done Severus proud. "Are you daft? I hate that name for a girl, it's completely ungirly."
"It is not," Sirius protested, "it is a girls name after all. A girls name can't be ungirly because then it'd be a boys name."
"…I can't tell if that was him outlogicing me or just being completely confusing."
"Both?" Peter suggested.
"Probably."
"Is outlogicing even a word?" Remus mused and Sirius poked him in the ribs.
"Less thinking, more drinking, Mooney."
"Um, James?"
James leaned forward to catch Peter's hesitant voice. "What's up, Wormtail?"
"I just, um, well…"
"Spit it out," Remus said, gently, clasping him warmly on the shoulder.
"If it's a boy? I've always liked Harry."
Sitting back, he blushed furiously and took a giant gulp of his drink as the other three shared a look. They'd all manage to get draw him out of his shell, like the time he'd stood up to Snape in the hallway that first time, but it felt slow going at times.
"You know what?" Remus hooked an arm further around Peter's shoulders and grinned at James. "So do I."
"Well, it's close to Harriet," Sirius muttered with a smirk.
"Harry, you say?" With a grin of his own, James hoisted his nearly empty pint in the air. "To a potential boy, Harry and to a potential girl, not-Harriet!"
Despite the whining protests coming from a certain someone regarding the last comment, they all toasted and drank deeply.
~~
Lily sighed as she stepped out on the front porch, arms crossed firmly over her chest and growing stomach and bit back a laugh at the sight before her. The four men had managed to stagger back home only because they were holding each other up and even that was starting to not help matters a great deal.
What had woken Lily up was the off-key singing that they had all been doing until they'd stumbled into the yard. The lyrics had been rather lewd and the only thing she knew beyond that was the fact that it involved a garden gnome.
"James Potter, do you realize what time it is?"
"Not a clue!" he crowed as he planted a foot in Sirius' bum and shoved, sending the lanky man stumbling into the steps.
"Lily!" Sirius beamed and scrambled up, placing a kiss on the startled woman's cheek before patting her belly. "'allo, Harry/Harriet!"
"Not Harriet!" Peter protested, slamming into him and sending them both into the darkened hallway of the house.
"Bloody hell, Wormtail, lose some weight, I think that was my spleen."
"…you know where your spleen is?"
"Not really but I assume if something's going to go squish like that, it'll be my spleen."
Remus attempted a gallant bow to Lily but having forgotten that he was still holding James up…or was it the other way around…they both tumbled to the ground admid shouts, cursing and some giggles.
Shaking her head, Lily reached down and gently tugged the werewolf off of her husband. "Get inside, you," she said, warmly, keeping him from landing on his head for the second time. "I've set it up for you lot to crash in."
"Too bad you're a girl," Sirius called from the floor of the hallway, waving an arm in the air, "you'd have made an excellent Marauder."
"Thank you, Sirius, I think."
There was a pause and then a loud, "I'm gonna be a godfather!" before Peter started to drag him further into the house by his feet. "Stop tugging my foot off!"
"That's your boot, not your foot!"
When the rest of the Marauders had stumbled into the living room, Lily stared down at her prone husband. "Have a lovely evening, dear?" she asked, dryly.
"Fantastic! Even if we did buy the pub several rounds but that was Sirius' fault." He grinned at her when she helped him to his feet and got her to shriek when he whipped her around in a circle.
"James, stop it!"
"But you're laughing," he pointed out and then kissed her. "What do you think of Harry?"
"Harry?"
"For a name, a boys name of course."
"I would hope so, Harry'd make a horrid girls name." Sliding her arm around his waist, Lily nudged him in the direction of the open door. "But not Harriet for a girl?"
James groaned and covered his face dramatically. "Don't mention that name around Sirius…"
"I can heeeeaaaar you, you know!"
"Shut up and go to sleep!" James yelled.
"Make me!"
"Remus?"
"Ow! Bloody…stop that…ouch! Alright, I'm sleeping, this is me sleeping! And that's cheating!"
"Thank you, Remus," Lily sang out.
"Welcome!"
"No Harriet?"
"No Harriet."
Lily grinned and hugged James tightly. "Then I like Harry very much."
Fandom: Harry Potter (Marauder's Era)
Characters: James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Potter
Rating: PG for some language
Word Count: 1,997
Summary: The Marauders end up at a pub and they end up celebrating Sirius being made a godfather. Much to the chagrin of Lily once they get back home. They also decide on a possible name for the future baby.
Notes: Certainly not mine in the least. None of these belong to me sadly. And maaaany thanks to Lise for the beta for this. :D
Part 1 can be found here: Future Quidditch Player
~~~
The local pub was fairly crowded, even for a Saturday evening, and James Potter had to fight to manage to land a table that was large enough to fit all four of them. The last thing any of them wanted was to be smashed up to the bar and on their feet all night, though Sirius probably could have charmed them a table eventually.
But eventually sounded like an awfully long time so they had moved quickly. They were, after all, the Marauders, and when they set their minds to it they normally got what they wanted.
Clapping James and Remus on the shoulders, Sirius slumped down in a chair with a grin. "It's good to finally get a night when we can all get out," he said, snagging Peter's drink before it had even really settled in front of the other young man.
Peter sighed and waited dutifully until the drink that had been meant for Sirius arrived.
"It has been too long," Remus agreed, leaning his chin on his hand.
"Lily didn't put up a fuss, did she, James?"
James glanced at Sirius and rolled his eyes. "I actually do things without my wife," he replied dryly and then he shrugged. "Besides, she nearly bloody well kicked me out of the house, said I was 'hovering' or something."
Everyone laughed at that and he joined in after a second.
"So, were you?" Peter asked.
"Suppose maybe I was at that."
Clucking his tongue a little bit, Remus looked like he was biting back a grin. Teasing, he said, "Who would have suspected the infamous James Potter of hovering?"
"I bet Lily would have."
Snickering, Sirius reached around Remus to ruffle Peter's hair a bit and ignored the yelped protest. "Ah, we have trained him well. They grow up so fast!"
"Play nice, boys," Remus sighed, ducking the half-hearted retaliation from Peter, "or play over someone else."
James looked smug as he drank his beer. "Why do you think I sat over here?"
Comfortable silence fell over the group for a little bit as they all just enjoyed the simple act of being together again.
"So," Sirius started, slapping his hands down on the table so suddenly that Remus started in surprise. "We need to celebrate!"
"The last time you ended up celebrating, Padfoot, we were forced to deal with the muggle police and hose you off," James sighed though an interested spark shone in his eyes. Trouble tended to follow them around but at least it was interesting trouble.
"Pfft, Prongs old boy, it was you we were hosing off, if I recall."
"Actually, it was both of you that needed the hosing." Remus grinned and shared a look with Peter that spoke of amusement and resignation. They'd had their share of yanking the other two out of hairy situations.
"Like you were any more innocent than they were," Peter chided but it was softened with laughter. Encouraged by the drinks and by Sirius and James' laughter, he struck a pose. " 'My dear sirs, those aren't my knickers but I certainly would like them back'."
Coughing to hide a sudden blush, Remus continued, "Anyway, what do you want to celebrate this time, Sirius?"
"What do I want to celebrate he asks?"
Grinning, he shoved his chair back and in a fluid motion jumped on the table top. "Excuse me! Everyone! Over here, that's right!"
"Oh for Merlin's sake, Remus, help me get him down!" James hissed and they both tugged on the 'entirely-too-sober to be doing this' Sirius' robes.
"Bugger off, this is about you," he protested as he escaped their desperate attempts and then turned back to the crowd staring at him. The bartender looked torn between amusement and wanting to hex him off the table top. "Hello! Most of you know me and most of you know my friends…"
"Unfortunately!" someone in the back shouted.
"But I wanted to make an announcement! I am to become the godfather to James' daughter!" Sirius paused and leaned down, resting one of his arms on his bent knee. "It is a girl, right?"
Burying his head in his hands, James groaned. "We don't know yet, you drunken git."
"Or son!" he finished standing up. "Drinks for everyone on Potter!"
"Oi!"
"And me!"
The noise in the pub hit the roof as Sirius jumped off the table and, unfortunately for Remus, Peter and their drinks, right on to them and sent them all to the floor in a tangle of limbs and robes. James had been torn between irritation and immense joy at the entire situation and he finally settled on the latter. Laughing, he reached down and helped them all stagger back to their seats.
It took the better part of an hour for the excitement to die down and for well-wishers to bugger back off to their respective dark corners and the friends found themselves back in the state they had been in before Sirius' bellowing news announcement.
Well, nearly, since they were considerably more drunk than they had been at the start.
"Have you and Lily decided on names yet?" Remus asked, raising his voice to be heard over Sirius and Peter singing a song in honor of the English Quidditch team.
"Not really though we've got some suggestions," James replied, smacking Padfoot in the back of the head.
"That bloody well stung!" Sirius sulked into his beer. "Why'd you do that?"
"Delayed reaction from the table thing," came the relaxed reply. "You're lucky I couldn't reach my wand."
Remus smirked suddenly and handed over a wand and Sirius laughed loudly at the expression on James' face. "Actually you nearly did but I snatched it from you. Last time we need was you trying to hex Padfoot's bits off and missing."
Now it was James' turn to sulk. "Mooney!"
"It was for the good of everyone's bits."
Peter leaned around the others suddenly. "Did I hear you say something about baby names?"
"Yeah, Lily and I have a list but nothing is really sticking out for either of us." He shrugged and waved the waitress down for another pint. "We've got time, though, yeah? So we're not too worried over it."
"I hope it's a girl," Sirius said in a sing-song voice. "Then I get to be all 'grr' when someone tries to get in her knickers and such."
"That's not going to be for a while yet," James retorted even as he looked slightly antsy at the idea of someone, anyone, trying to get into his daughters knickers. He knew better than most what went through a young mans head, namely because he'd done something very much like that to Lily. "And we don't know if it's a girl or boy."
"What if it's both?"
The soon to be father clutched his heart.
"Remus, don't kill him before the thing is born! Drink your beer, it'll make the scary go away."
"I'm ready to be a father, really, but two?" He downed half the glass in one go and then sighed. "I'm not quite sure about two."
Rocking slightly when Sirius bumped into him, he raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"Harriet!"
"Where?"
"No, you should name her Harriet!"
James pulled a face that would have done Severus proud. "Are you daft? I hate that name for a girl, it's completely ungirly."
"It is not," Sirius protested, "it is a girls name after all. A girls name can't be ungirly because then it'd be a boys name."
"…I can't tell if that was him outlogicing me or just being completely confusing."
"Both?" Peter suggested.
"Probably."
"Is outlogicing even a word?" Remus mused and Sirius poked him in the ribs.
"Less thinking, more drinking, Mooney."
"Um, James?"
James leaned forward to catch Peter's hesitant voice. "What's up, Wormtail?"
"I just, um, well…"
"Spit it out," Remus said, gently, clasping him warmly on the shoulder.
"If it's a boy? I've always liked Harry."
Sitting back, he blushed furiously and took a giant gulp of his drink as the other three shared a look. They'd all manage to get draw him out of his shell, like the time he'd stood up to Snape in the hallway that first time, but it felt slow going at times.
"You know what?" Remus hooked an arm further around Peter's shoulders and grinned at James. "So do I."
"Well, it's close to Harriet," Sirius muttered with a smirk.
"Harry, you say?" With a grin of his own, James hoisted his nearly empty pint in the air. "To a potential boy, Harry and to a potential girl, not-Harriet!"
Despite the whining protests coming from a certain someone regarding the last comment, they all toasted and drank deeply.
~~
Lily sighed as she stepped out on the front porch, arms crossed firmly over her chest and growing stomach and bit back a laugh at the sight before her. The four men had managed to stagger back home only because they were holding each other up and even that was starting to not help matters a great deal.
What had woken Lily up was the off-key singing that they had all been doing until they'd stumbled into the yard. The lyrics had been rather lewd and the only thing she knew beyond that was the fact that it involved a garden gnome.
"James Potter, do you realize what time it is?"
"Not a clue!" he crowed as he planted a foot in Sirius' bum and shoved, sending the lanky man stumbling into the steps.
"Lily!" Sirius beamed and scrambled up, placing a kiss on the startled woman's cheek before patting her belly. "'allo, Harry/Harriet!"
"Not Harriet!" Peter protested, slamming into him and sending them both into the darkened hallway of the house.
"Bloody hell, Wormtail, lose some weight, I think that was my spleen."
"…you know where your spleen is?"
"Not really but I assume if something's going to go squish like that, it'll be my spleen."
Remus attempted a gallant bow to Lily but having forgotten that he was still holding James up…or was it the other way around…they both tumbled to the ground admid shouts, cursing and some giggles.
Shaking her head, Lily reached down and gently tugged the werewolf off of her husband. "Get inside, you," she said, warmly, keeping him from landing on his head for the second time. "I've set it up for you lot to crash in."
"Too bad you're a girl," Sirius called from the floor of the hallway, waving an arm in the air, "you'd have made an excellent Marauder."
"Thank you, Sirius, I think."
There was a pause and then a loud, "I'm gonna be a godfather!" before Peter started to drag him further into the house by his feet. "Stop tugging my foot off!"
"That's your boot, not your foot!"
When the rest of the Marauders had stumbled into the living room, Lily stared down at her prone husband. "Have a lovely evening, dear?" she asked, dryly.
"Fantastic! Even if we did buy the pub several rounds but that was Sirius' fault." He grinned at her when she helped him to his feet and got her to shriek when he whipped her around in a circle.
"James, stop it!"
"But you're laughing," he pointed out and then kissed her. "What do you think of Harry?"
"Harry?"
"For a name, a boys name of course."
"I would hope so, Harry'd make a horrid girls name." Sliding her arm around his waist, Lily nudged him in the direction of the open door. "But not Harriet for a girl?"
James groaned and covered his face dramatically. "Don't mention that name around Sirius…"
"I can heeeeaaaar you, you know!"
"Shut up and go to sleep!" James yelled.
"Make me!"
"Remus?"
"Ow! Bloody…stop that…ouch! Alright, I'm sleeping, this is me sleeping! And that's cheating!"
"Thank you, Remus," Lily sang out.
"Welcome!"
"No Harriet?"
"No Harriet."
Lily grinned and hugged James tightly. "Then I like Harry very much."
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Date: 2006-04-03 06:50 pm (UTC)i believe this is my all-time favorite line in a fic EVER. *giggles madly*
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Date: 2006-04-03 07:25 pm (UTC)