Summary: She remembers. In the same world as The Twelve Weasleys of Christmas.
A/N: So I actually started this out as a fic where only Lily was really featured, and then three nameless women who could be presumed to be Andromeda, Narcissa, and Astoria, but then it kind of turned into a slight Scorpius/Lily fic.
Disclaimer: Um, I own nothing?
Lily Potter has a coffee addiction, and she knows it. She doesn't know where she gets it from because her mum doesn't drink coffee and neither does her dad. Her two brothers roll their eyes at her because they don't drink coffee either.
So, Lily has no idea where her addiction came from. Well, she may have an inkling. She remembers being very young. She remembers a large warm house and a beautiful woman with simple jewelry and an equally simple yet elegant dress. She remembers thinking the woman is a fairy.
She remembers two older women, sister, one with a kind face, a dark blue dress, and salt and pepper hair, this woman too is beautiful. Not the kind of beauty the first woman had, a classic, innocent beauty. No, this woman has a wizened beauty, one that comes with experience and age. Lily knows this woman, she is Teddy's Grandmum.
The third woman is also very beautiful, but she has a cold, haughty beauty. One that comes with long white blonde hair, ice like eyes, heavy formal jewelry and year of people telling her she is beautiful. The kind that let's you know that she knows she is beautiful.
Lily remembers thinking this woman is a queen.
She remembers the house smelling delicious, of shortbread cookies and coffee. She remembers that even though each lady is different, they all clutch a cup of coffee in their dainty fingers, and they all laugh happily as they dunk their shortbread and exchange stories of their husbands.
Lily also remembers sitting there seeing the happiness on each woman's face and wishing that she could be exactly like them. It is this day that has been imprinted on her mind's eye forever, and it is this day that Lily blames for her addiction. The one that most likely started when she came after that fateful 'tea' party and forced herself to like coffee. Now she can't get enough.
In the end though, it is this addiction that finds her sitting in that coffee shop on Boxing Day, alone and single, able only to turn to her vice to help her through a tough time. And it is this vice that brings about her happily ever after. Scorpius Malfoy showing up is only a coincidence.
A/N: Actually, I kind of relate to Lily in this fic. I sort of forced myself to like coffee as well. The only difference is, I have no idea why, or when I actually forced myself into it. It's probably because I really like the smell, and every time I order hot chocolate I feel like a little kid, I dunno...