I seem to be a sucker for Jily the past few rounds… Eh. Enjoy!
House: Ravenclaw
Category: Drabble
Prompt: Diagon Alley
Word Count (not including AN): 522
And this one: Through the Years.
I've seen many things through the years.
I've owned Madam Malkin's for as long as I can remember; it has been passed down through generations.
But Lily and James Potter were truly something else.
Before their first year at Hogwarts they had both arrived on the same day, coming to my shop at the same time - her, bright and energetic, sparkling eyes filled with wonder; him, relaxed and casual - despite it all being an act, hazel brown eyes filled with laughter.
I remember it like it was yesterday…
They collided as they walked into the shop, bumping shoulders by accident.
"Excuse me," said Lily - she always was the polite one.
"Yeah, excuse you," said James obnoxiously.
Lily was undeterred.
"I'm Lily Evans," she said, holding out her hand, a bright smile in accompaniment.
"James Potter," he said, crossing his arms, an almost imperceptible sparkle in his eyes.
A magical moment. Oh, but their third year...
James was here shop first. Maybe it was a birthday present, or a fancy get-together. But he was looking through the racks, searching for something formal.
Only a minute later, Lily walked in.
"James!" she said in surprise when she spotted him.
"Oh, hi, Lily."
"I'm getting a gift for my sister," she told him. "Maybe something from the magical world will fix things, even if it's only a dress…" Her smile faded.
It was quite the awkward situation to be in.
James stuck his hands in his pockets. "Lily… I'm not that good at comfort speeches, but…" He took a deep breath. "You shouldn't listen to what your sister says about you. I think you're wonderful." He blushed and looked at the ground.
"Oh," Lily looked taken back. "Oh - well, thank you."
Seventh year especially...
"Liiiiily!"
"Well, my day just got ruined."
Lily was being fitted for robes as James pranced into the shop.
"Do I even have to ask anymore?"
"Not really."
"Knew it. So, what's your answer?" James asked, tilting his head.
"If I say yes, will you stop bothering me?"
"...Yes?"
"Fine," Lily groaned, crossing her arms. "One date. That's it. Period. End of story."
"You mean it?"James' eyes were as round as a deer's.
Lilyd held his gaze for just a moment. "Yeah, I do."
That was the start of something incredible indeed.
They walked into the shop together, hand in hand.
"Look, Lily," said James. "This is where it all started." He paused. "I have a question to ask you." She looked confused.
"Just - turn around for a second. No peeking."
"Okay, James can I look now?" she asked after a few moments, almost laughing. "I-"
She froze. James was kneeling before her, a ring in one hand. "Will you marry me?"
She covered her mouth with her hands. "Yes, James," she replied, tears welling.. "Yes, I'll marry you."
The shop erupted into applause.
But then, the most special moment.
Lily and James Potter opened the door, the bell jingling away. I looked up.
Swaddled in Lily's arms was a bundle of blue blankets.
"Oh, Lily," I said, rushing over. "Is that..?"
"Yes," she replied, beaming. "Little Harry James Potter."