A/N: I think this part makes no sense, but I'll let you guys judge that. Oh, and just so there's no confusion, Lily transfigures Scorpius's clothing to fit her. It's weird, but important.

Disclaimer: My Christmas List- 1)To own Harry Potter 2)My two front teeth 3)A hippopotamus. I'm not getting anything this year, it would seem.

Part II: Let It Snow

Lily blinked her eyes open. She didn't recognize the silver room she was in, or the emerald bed she lay in. Two pale, strong encircled her waist. She shivered and felt the person the arms belong to pull her closer. She glanced around the large room again.

I must be in Malfoy Manor, Lily thought sleepily. Wait, Malfoy Manor? Lily twisted around in her position, turning to face the person behind her. Scorpius Malfoy. He was smiling in his sleep. He looked so venerable and... sweet. Lily's heart melted. She gently broke his grasp around her and slipped out of the warm protection of the bed.

Lily glanced down at her attire. She was wearing a large t-shirt and sweatpants she could only assume were Scorpius's. She rolled up the hems and waistband of the pants and went to search for a kitchen.

"Breakfast is served." Lily announced, sliding the hot pancakes onto the plates Scorpius had laid out. They both sat and ate, discussing unimportant things neither would remember later.

Lily looked up at a tapping noise at the window. "What is it?" Scorpius asked. Lily peered out the snow covered window.

"Oh my!" She exclaimed, jumping up. She pulled the window open, ignoring the snow that fell inside. A black owl half flew, half fell into the kitchen. Scorpius stood up and pushed the window closed with great effort.

Lily knelt on the floor, cradling a black owl in her arms. "Oh, the poor thing!" Scorpius knelt next to her, glancing at the owl curiously. "It's Nyx, my father's owl!" Lily explained, her eyes tearing up. "How could he possibly send her out in this weather? It's so cruel!" Lily furiously wiped away her tears.

Scorpius was unsure what do to with the girl crying next to him. He settled for awkwardly putting his hand on her shoulder. She gratefully smiled at him, sighing softly in defeat. "Are you alright?" He asked her, his voice barely above a whisper. She shook her head.

"Not really," she admitted. He instinctively wrapped his arms around her. She leaned into his embrace, gently resting her head against his shoulder. "I didn't really sleep well, that's all." Scorpius smiled slightly.

"You can tell me what's really wrong, you know. You're not my prisoner." She giggled quietly. His smile widened. He was getting the hang of this comforting thing. "I'm serious, though, Lily." Lily shook her head.

"No you're not, Scorpius. Sirius died a long time ago." Lily informed him, chuckling at her own joke. He grinned. Scorpius moved one arm to ruffle her hair a little.

"You're impossible, you know." He ducked his head to kiss her forehead before releasing her and standing up. "If you wanna talk, I'll be in the drawing room." Lily stared after him, dumbfounded on the floor.

Coming to her senses she called after him. "It took me ten minutes to find the kitchen, you expect me to be able to find a drawing room?" His laughter echoed through the mansion. Lily shook her head in a dazed fashion. What have I gotten myself into?

Scorpius looked up at the sound of Lily's soft footfalls. She entered the drawing room, dressed in one of Scorpius's coats, mittens and a scarf with dark jeans. He raised one eyebrow at her, causing her to laugh. "Why in Merlin's sake are you wearing that? Leaving so soon?" Scorpius fought to keep his tone light and teasing, but he was truly worried she would leave him all alone.

Lily shook her head. "No, we are going to go outside." Scorpius looked at her incredulously. "C'mon, Malfoy. What are you, chicken?" He jumped up at her words.

"No. Say, Potter, are those my jeans?" Lily flushed delicately. "Why do they fit you?" Lily pulled her wand out of her pocket and twirled it in her fingers lazily.

"Transfiguration... so simple, wouldn't you agree? One little spell and your jeans fit like they were made for me. Same with the Montrose Magpies jersey I borrowed." Scorpius looked at her, horror filling his eyes.

"Not my Magpies jersey!" Lily rolled her eyes. Men. Always thinking about quidditch.

"Oh, calm down. James plays for the Magpies. I'll get you signed jersey if that what you want." Scorpius's face lit up, causing Lily to smirk. She put a hand on her hip. "Now hurry up. The weather is perfect for a walk." Scorpius glanced out the window.

"Uh, no, it's snowing." Lily shrugged off her coat and threw off her scarf and mittens. She dropped onto the couch next to Scorpius, nearly in his lap. He unthinkingly wrapped an arm around his waist.

"Oh well. You know what they say." She leaned into his side. He smirked.

"I don't know, what do they say?"

"Since we've no place to go, let it snow." Scorpius nodded sagely. With a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, he leaned down and kissed Lily.