A/N: 2nd-to-last chapter! Please enjoy, thanks to my reviewers! I am forever grateful! –hugs-
Disclaimer: I'll bet JKR's feet are never could…If only, if only, I were her…
Winter Cold Feet
"Marry me, Lillian Luna Potter."
"Scorpius!" Lily shouted. "Stop joking around. You've said that five times in the past three weeks!"
"Lil, I mean it."
"Well then, maybe you should get a friggin' ring!"
"Lily…"
"Scorpius, I mean it, too! You know how traditionally I was raised, and I want a ring if we're going to get married!"
He looked at her sadly for a second, and then turned away. "The ring I wanted to get you wasn't Muggle, so—"
After her sudden outburst, Lily was feeling cold, even though it wasn't yet winter. She shivered, and he offered her his coat. "I'm not cold, anyway…"
"Scor, listen to me. Just because it's not Muggle doesn't mean you spent money buying it and time picking it out." She kissed him softly on the lips. "I will. I do."
He looked at her wonderingly for a second before whooping with joy.
"Lillian Luna Potter, I love you. Make me the happiest man in the world," he said, sinking down to one knee.
"We already did this part!" said Lily with a laugh. "Yes, Scorpius. I want to be Mrs. Malfoy."
The joy in his gaze was worth all of it.
But by the time winter rolled around, Lily wasn't so sure.
"Rosie, what if Scorpius and I am not a perfect match? What if we get divorced? What if he cheats on me with someone? What if I can't have kids or something? What if—"
"Lily, chill. Breathe, okay? Don't worry. Everything's going to be alright."
She cast a look at her cousin. "But what if, Rose?" Her tone was dead serious—she was very worried.
"You're the bravest person I know, Lily, and you and Scorpius love each other. It'll all work out—you two are meant to be. I can tell. And my Meant-To-Be-Radar is pretty good, isn't it?"
Lily nodded. She remembered her cousin predicted that Albus and Alice Longbottom would be married, even before they started liking each other.
"I love you, Rose. And I love him. But I'm scared."
Rose hugged her younger cousin tightly. "If you love each other, that's all that matters."
The day before their wedding came all too fast. It was the middle of February, but the snow had come and gone, making everything look simply dull and grey.
"C'mon, Lil!" shouted Scorpius that day, rushing into the house they shared. "We're going puddle-jumping."
He handed her his heavy winter coat and gloves, and then he pulled her outside.
"Scor, you've finally gone marbles!" Lily insisted.
He laughed. "I used to do it all the time. Look, I'll show you!" And he jumped headlong into a huge puddle right outside their house.
She fished him out with a laugh. "Nice one, babe."
"I missed," he said sheepishly. She grinned.
"Alright, my turn. I'll show you!"
And she jumped in too, in a graceful plummet to the cold waters below. Her splash beat Scorpius' by quite a lot, and he was soaking as he helped her stand. She grinned and kissed him, wiping some slush from his cheek with her gloved hand.
"Now, wasn't that fun?" he asked her.
"You think we're done?" she asked incredulously. "Hell, no!"
And by the last time they actually got over the puddle, instead of in it.
The day of the wedding dawned bright, clear, and beautiful. And laying on the ground, as a blessing for the coming ceremony, was a blanket of sparkling white snow.
Lily was ready.