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Lily had been having a nice nap. A nice nap--do you know how hard nice naps had been to come by the past week? Groaning, she rolled uncomfortably, awkwardly to her other side and reached out sleepily for a pillow to throw over her head and hopefully block out whatever noise had just woken her up.

Although, it wasn't like she was going to get back to sleep anyway. Harry had been kicking her nonstop for the past few days, and that wasn't to mention all of the cramps she was having and the bloody Braxton Hicks contractions that had become so routine that she almost couldn't remember a point when she hadn't been in utter discomfort. This was torture, absolute torture. And now there was someone yelling downstairs, and the pillow was doing nothing to block out the---

Wait, was that Alice?

Slowly coming out of her drowsiness, Lily lightened up her hold on the pillow and narrowed her eyes towards the door just in time to hear one more loud curse--definitely from Alice.

Well, now she was awake, and not in a way she wanted to be. She was awake with fear, causing her heart to pound as she reached instantly for her wand. Oh no oh no oh no oh no, not now, not here! There was no thought in her head that this was anything other than the worst thing that could possibly happen because there was no getting this far along and thinking it couldn't happen, even right here in the Order house, where they were supposed to be tucked away to be safe.

Lily didn't remember how she had gotten up out of bed and downstairs so quickly, but it must have been record time in which she had waddled her way down into the living room where she had left Alice to go take a nap earlier... to find--with a wave of relief--that there were no Death Eaters here attacking them.

But there was something wrong. Alice's lower half was soaked and she was crying and Lily ignored the insistent painful feeling in her own stomach to make her way--much slower this time, fuck she was hurting now--over to her friend. Not that she had any idea what to do now. "Okay, okay---calm down, Alice, uh---I'll get help, I'll call--oy, fuck!"

She had to let go of Alice just then, because a sudden feeling like she'd been stabbed in the gut caused Lily to drop to her knees and---no, Harry! This was quite possibly the shoddiest timing she'd ever heard of.