Lily stood and looked at the mess in front of her. Shaking her head, she bent to clean up the broken lamp
. Carefully, she placed the green
pieces into the handkerchief
she held in her hand. Harry had so much fun on his toy
broomstick chasing the cat
she didn’t have the heart to stop him.
As she bent down to look under the table for stray pieces, she spotted Harry’s lost bottle
. Reaching her hand under the table, she pulled out the bottle and in the process cut her hand on a piece of the lamp.
“Darn it,” she said. She would have said something stronger, but Harry had started repeating everything he heard and she was always yelling at James and Sirius to watch their language around him. It wouldn’t have been good if he repeated something she said.
Standing, she went into the kitchen to wash off her hand and determine how deep the cut was. She could have just healed it using magic, but her wand was upstairs and she didn’t feel like trailing blood through the house.
The scene that greeted her in the kitchen had her forgetting her hand. Sitting at her once clean table was James and Sirius. In front of them they had various greasy parts from what she could only imagine was Sirius’ motorbike.
“No, I think this is the oil
pump,” said Sirius, holding up a dripping part.
“Naw, this is it,” James replied holding out an equally dirty part.
“Look in that book thingie with the notes we got from that Muggle repairman,” said Sirius.
James picked up the steno pad
on which Lily could see writing. “Doesn’t tell us what it looks like,” James said forlornly.
Lily couldn’t take it anymore, she started yelling at both of them, “What in Merlin’s name do you two think you’re doing? Don’t you realize the mess you are making?” She marched over to the table.
Reaching out, she ripped the part Sirius was holding out of his hand and held it out to James. “This is an oil pump, that is the fuel pump. How you two can even think about fixing anything is beyond me.” She threw the part onto the table and stormed over to the sink.
“Lily, what happened to your hand,” James asked.
“I cut it cleaning up the lamp Harry broke,’ she answered as she washed off her hands. She opened the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of organic
antiseptic her mum had left. She only hoped it wouldn’t sting like the ones when she was a kid.
She held her hand over the sink and dumped the bottle onto the cut. ‘Damn,” she said without thought.
‘Damn,” came the little voice from the highchair.
‘Watch your language,” Sirius said in perfect imitation of Lily’s voice.
“Shut up, Sirius,” she said growling as she walked out of the kitchen leaving the men laughing.
As she was leaving, she heard her son say, “Shut up, Sirriwus.”