A/N: So, for all of you writers out here reading this chapter, you know that feeling when you get a review? You're nervous but you're happy you've actually gotten one? It's a nice feeling now isn't it? (Hint hint).

I also apologise for taking so long to update, however I am in year 12, and I have assignments to do and tests to study for. I also have a small social life (small being the key word) *snorts*.

Here is something else, something that I've never done before actually. You should check it out this writer's page, her penname is HannahBananax, and her stories are amazing! This is the link to her page; u/3652464/HannahBananax

Things are starting to look up for Lily; however there is still a bit more pain to come sadly. I was asked in one of my reviews or messages about in the summary how Lily moves to Beauxbatons in her 6th year. Lily is still in her 5th year, she moves there in her 6th, things will cause her to move there, and in probably about 3-5 more chapters you'll find out why. Some of you may not agree with why she is moving there, but everyone has their own opinions

Also, I won't be ending it at Beauxbatons, there is still so much more to go on with! Like a growing relationship between her and *cough* *cough*. And drama between friends!

Eye-watering pink and blonde hair.

Over the next few days of the holidays Lily stayed in her room. She was changing it a little bit, she'd changed her original wardrobe into a walk-in wardrobe, her bed had been slightly enlarged and the quilt covers were now light pink with a black Paris skyline and a white background. She'd taken down some of her pictures, especially the ones with Vincent and Bella in them, and she added some more family ones. There were moving pictures of her and her brothers and parents, and her with each of her cousins on the Weasley-Potter side.

Tonight, the Potter family was going to have dinner at The Burrow with the whole family. A lot of Lily's cousins had finished school, Victoire who was the oldest (not counting Teddy), was now a Healer at St. Mungo's Hospital. Dominique was a 6th year at Beauxbatons Academy, Fleur had wanted her children to go to Beauxbatons like she had done, but Victoire was adamant that she would go to Hogwarts because her best-friend Teddy was there, and Louis was also determined to go to Hogwarts because Lorcan and Lysander were there, they were all in Ravenclaw together, all in the 5th year. Fred and James were both internationally famous Quidditch players, they played for the Bigonville Bombers from Luxembourg as Chasers. Roxanne, Rose and Lucy were both in 7th year. Molly was a junior executive assistant in the Department of Magical Transport, and Teddy was an Auror. Teddy and Victoire had been dating since Victoire was a 6th year, and the whole family found out on the 1st of September at the beginning of Victoire's 7th year when Teddy had kissed her goodbye; they had been dating for five and a half years now.

For the rest of the day Lily just sat in her room and read books and wrote the beginning of a new song. By 6'o'clock, she had read four muggle books and was halfway through writing a new song. As she looked through her wardrobe on what she could wear, her mind unconsciously thought of Pixie, and how she was acting so odd so lately. They only had two months left of the term and then the OWLs started; maybe Pixie was just nervous about the upcoming exams, Lily presumed.

She chose her favourite denim cut-off shorts and with a green hoodie and her black high-top converses. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail; it was down to her waist when she let it out.

"Lily! Time to go" Ginny called from the foyer, her and Harry were both sitting on the loveseat waiting for their daughter, Albus had already gone ahead. Both of her parents had been worrying about Lily, she had changed a lot since the stuff with him happened in January. Harry had said to his wife that Vincent needed a "good kick up the arse". Ginny had snorted when he said that.

As Lily walked down the large staircase into the foyer, she couldn't help but smile. The hurt was still there but Scorpius was helping her numb it, she was now just pushing the pain away instead of focusing on it. She was starting to get better, and she was beginning to trust people again. Just because two people screwed her around didn't mean everyone else would, right?

Harry's and Ginny's spirits lifted when they saw the small smile on their daughters face, they weren't exactly seeing them very often anymore.

"You look happy princess," Harry spoke to his daughter as they neared the giant fireplace; he was looking forward to tonight. Especially with what Teddy had talked to him about a few weeks ago.

"I'm okay, daddy" Lily smiled at her father, it was scary to think that not so long ago she was standing on top of the astronomy tower about to jump off. Thank goodness Scorpius had saved her.

"The Burrow!" Lily shouted as she stepped into the green flickering flames, they looked like they were licking the white fireplace. As she flooed to her grandparents' house she could see lots of other wizarding fireplaces, one of them looked like Bella's. Suddenly it stopped and she was flung forward, as she coughed dust out of her mouth, a hand appeared in front of her face and she gladly grabbed and was lifted up. It was her cousin Dominique; she hadn't seen Dom since last year during the summer holidays. Her older cousin was beautiful; she supposed that it was to be expected of a part Veela.

Dominique had strawberry blonde hair with pale skin; her eyes were a wide and clear chocolate brown. Dominique had her mother's body and her father's personality; she had the perfect slim body and a few freckles, with a cracked sense of humour. She had, however, inherited the traditional Veela temper. When they were young and James annoyed her once, her face became birdlike, her body a light red, and her hands had lit up, she threw fire at him. James apparently had nightmares for months; funnily enough he hadn't annoyed her that much since then.

"Hello, Lily" Dominique said brightly, she only had a small French accent. She hadn't changed very much since the last time they saw each other, except she now had a septum piercing and her nose was pierced too.

"Hi, Dom" Lily said slightly breathlessly, "How have you been?" she asked her cousin,

"Not too bad, we have our French Levels soon." Dominique sighed. The French Levels was Beauxbatons equivalent of the OWLs. At Beauxbatons, they took their French Levels in their 6th year unlike Hogwarts who took their OWLs in their 5th year.

Together the two girls sat in the living room for the next few hours chatting and joking, they were eventually joined by all of the cousins except for Victoire, Teddy, and James. James and Teddy were upstairs talking, and Victoire was in the kitchen. Half an hour after everyone else had joined them, Lily was sitting in the kitchen with Victoire and all their aunts when Harry came in and asked them to go to the living room. As they all left the kitchen and made their way to the living, Lily heard gasps and giggles and smelt a perfume that smelled flowery and dainty.

When they walked in they all gasped, Teddy had arranged flowers around the room and he had sprayed Victoire's favourite perfume everywhere. He was on one knee as tears entered Victoire's eyes.

"Victoire Ginervra Weasley, ever since I was 17 years old I have been in love with you, you're much more than the beautiful girl that everyone sees, you're kind, you're loving, you're forgiving, you give second chances, you're funny, and you can see light when all that others can see is darkness. Every time I see you or hear your voice, my hair changes to bright, eye-watering, pink. So, Victoire, Icky Vicky, Victwawr, would you marry me?" Teddy asked her nervously, and funnily enough, his hair was pink. Every girl and woman in the room let out a loud "awwww", Fleur and Ginny were crying, and even Bill had a tear running down his face, it was his first-born daughter after all.

"Yes, Teddy, yes" Victoire said softly, her blue eyes were alight with joy and her entire face was glowing with happiness.