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Such is Life
« Thread Started on Aug 10, 2007, 8:54pm »

I first thought making it a fanfic with HP characters. But I soon realize I'd use Oliver again, when I wrote two stories with him already. I thought it could be a sequel to one fo them but I'd be too mean with characters I love. So I made up the characters!

Chapter 1

"This is perfect!"

The woman turned around the room where oven and fridge had already been placed as her husband was installing the dishwasher. She grinned to him and he returned her smile. Once done, he walked in direction of his wife.

"Yes, a new house for a new life." He said placing a hand on her stomach.

It wasn't apparent yet, well maybe a little. Three months already, three months pregnant. Their second child. A noise in the stairs, someone climbing them down.

"Ma! Da! I know which room will be mine." A young boy said, running back up the stairs, waiting for them to do so.

The couple laughed. Andrew had always been very enthusiastic. Four years old, that was his age. Thomas and his wife Sophia finally went upstairs as Andrew asked them what they were waiting for.

Their first real house. Before, they were living in an apartment. But now it was too small, with a second baby on its way. They promised Andrew he could choose his room between the two ones adjoining the master room. He chose the right one, he felt it was bigger. Technically it didn't, but the wardrobe was larger in the other room.

"Then take your boxes and bring them in here." Thomas said.

With no more words, Andrew ran down the stairs out of the house. He went in the car and took one of his two boxes with all his toys in. As his parents walked down, he went back upstairs, placing the box in his new room.

"Where do I put that?" said a voice, after people saw a couch coming inside the house.

"At your right." Thomas told Philip, his best mate.

Philip nodded as Thomas took a side of the couch and led the way to the future living room. Two weeks earlier, they had come to paint everything. As Thomas looked, he still wondered why he let her paint it golden. We were seeing every strokes of the brush. But he knew that when the sun was setting down, you felt like the room was a sun itself, burning. The only rooms they didn't pain were those for Andrew and the baby. Andrew was always switching from a room to another, and also from a color to another!

With Philip, Thomas returned to the furniture van and too Andrew's bed. Sophia, in the meantime, prepared a meal for everyone since it was nearly noon. She looked into the boxes written 'kitchen' on it for the plates. It was at seven p.m. that everything in the van and the car was taken into the house. Philip left taking the van with him.

Andrew was so tired that he didn't even care if he would be missing his favourite TV show, he went to his room and fell asleep real fast. A few hours later, when they both decided to go to bed, Thomas looked at his son and smiled. He couldn't believe five years since he married Sophie had passed.

They were living in an apartment together at that time. He remembered, the restaurant called him for an emergency so he had to improvise something instead of asking her as he thought at first. The rose petals leading to the bedroom were already on the floor and weren't feeling like taking them away.

Sophia had the surprise of her life when she saw the petals. Intrigued, since it wasn't her birthday or anything like that, she went to the bedroom. On the bed, a box. A card saying it was for her. On a side of the box, a huge 'M' painted. And inside, there was another box, and then another. The letters marked: 'Marry Me' as in the last small box there was the ring. When Thomas came back home at nearly two a.m., she jumped in his arms and kissed him passionately.

And after the wedding came Andrew. Thomas was so happy when Sophia told him she was pregnant. And also when he heard it was a boy. They argued a bit about the name though. She wanted one like Jeremiah or Zachery and he preferred Simon or Daniel. Finally, they decided it would be Andrew, the only name they thought about and both liked.

Thomas went to his room. Sophia had the time to place the sheets on the mattress and was going under the blanket. He stripped in his boxers and climbed on the bed. Sophia snuggled against him, falling asleep. Thomas caressed her stomach, wondering if it was a boy or a girl…

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Re: Such is Life
« Reply #1 on Aug 10, 2007, 11:02pm »

Very good! A few spelling errors and grammatical errors here and there but other than that it was very good!

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Re: Such is Life
« Reply #2 on Aug 13, 2007, 7:20pm »

Chapter 2

"You still miss one." Thomas said to Sophia, handing her a glass of water.

"Oh please. Why two glasses? I'll want to go even before we reach the hospital." She said with while giving him a pleading look.

Today, there were going to the hospital for the ultrasound and so know the gender of their baby and if he or she was well grown. But for the display to see it, Sophia needed to drink about two big glasses of water. Like this, the ultrasound was resonating in the water and made it easier to see anything.

"Why don't you drink two glasses too?" she said with her little voice as she took the glass.

Thomas laughed. No way he would do that! It was certainly the only advantage of being a man. All the girls, waiting in line, tightening their legs as much as possible and trying to convince their selves they don't want to go. And then you hear the nurse calling their name and they stand up quickly, making their best not to urinate on the way.

But when they are on the table, the gel on their belly, none of them want to go anymore. Too stressed, too excited about finally seeing that little one in them to think of anything else. And then the display starts to work; the doctor presses it on the belly. On a screen where you see nearly nothing, a figure appears. And the doctor comments. You're shown the head, the body, the legs and arms, and in the end the gender.

"This time, do you still want the gender to be a surprise?" Thomas asked her.

He remembered she asked it for Andrew. But of course, as it always happens when someone doesn't want to know, Thomas let it slip away to his friends as she was coming in the room. She first was overexcited before poking him because 'he didn't manage to shut up'.

Sophia shook her head.

"I think we all know what would happen if I do. Besides, I still didn't paint the baby room, knowing the gender might be easier to choose a color."

"Don't tell me you put baby blue for a boy and pink for a girl!" Thomas said.

Sophia was usually more imaginative then that. She laughed at his comment.

"Of course not! I was more thinking about a pale greenish or a soft yellow."

The doorbell rang.

"Must be my mother. Now drink this." He said, showing Sophia her glass as he left the kitchen and opened the door for his mother.

"And where's the mama?" Thomas' mother asked as she entered the house.

"Hello Joanna." Sophia said, walking to the hallway with her glass in hands.

Thomas mimicked drinking something to tell his wife to drink it, which she finally did.

"When is your appointment?" Joanna asked looking at both of them.

"In a few minutes." Thomas answered after looking at his watch. "Andrew is in his room, playing. You'll be all right?"

"Of course I will! It's not like it is the first time I'm doing babysitting." She told her son, laughing.

Thomas kissed his mother's cheek and handed her coat to Sophia. He took his own and left the house. He opened the car door for her, also closing it, before going to the driver's seat. He started the engine and drove in direction of the hospital. On her seat, Sophia was overexcited, which made him smile.

Once they arrived, Thomas took the ticket he'll have to pay when they will leave and parked the car somewhere. They walked to the entrance door and went through the corridors to the right section. Thomas always hated that part of hospitals: they were too many corridors, too many wings, and too many ways to get to a place; you nearly always ended up losing yourself.

This time though, they arrived without much problem. The nurse at the counter made them sit in the waiting room as she filled the form to give it to the doctor. On the chair, Sophia began to move strangely. The two glasses were beginning to go down her bladder.

"Hopefully there are only three people before us." She whispered to her husband.

Thomas took a good look at the people there. Only women. No man decided to accompany them. He did for Andrew and wouldn't miss it now. Another couple entered the waiting room. At the little smirk on the man's face, Thomas knew he was taking pleasure to see his wife desiring to go to that toilet you were seeing the door of. Every woman was looking at that door. Like if it was the one leading to paradise. But maybe it was, as a metaphor, since they all wanted to go.

Someone was called and another woman came in the waiting room. Thomas tried to hide his shock: she didn't look older than sixteen years old! He never understood why the teenagers were unable to think about protection. Or perhaps she was one of those girls that on purpose became pregnant. He restrained himself to shake his head. Sixteen was not an age to be pregnant, not at all.

They finally called their name. Thomas helped Sophia to stand up and they walked to the room where the doctor waited for them. A woman. Like for Andrew. Sophia pulled her shirt up and her jeans down slightly after laying on the table. She shivered a little when she felt the cold gel on her stomach. The doctor turned the machine on and started looking…

"So, is it a girl or a boy?" Joanna asked them when they returned the hospital.

Both were grinning brightly. They were in the kitchen. Andrew was devouring his sandwich, listening to them speaking.

"A girl. We're having a girl!" Thomas said.

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