Sorry, its been quite a busy time at my house. I'm involved with a Musical Pit Orchestra... and in doing so have to learn a little bit of alto saxophone. I've also been busy with school work. I know I should update more. I know from past experinces as a writer and reader if one doesn't update for quite sometime, a reader will lose interest. But, hopefully, you guys haven't lost interest...

Chapter 26 - Without further ado, I give you... Firewhiskey

"Ssshh" Lily whispered in between quiet giggles. She walked in a wigly stupor across the pavement in front of the quiet, desolate houses in the double digit block of Grimmauld Place.

"Lily, are we drunk?" Henry slurred without a resounding laughter.

"I believe so" Lily laughed with him.

"We've never gotten this drunk?" He stated making it sound more like a question.

The intoxicated couple made their way up the stairs to Lily's childhood home.

"Wait, the keys" Henry smiled, digging around in his pocket.

He sloppily tried to put the keys into the doorway, but the alchohol got the better of him and his keys had seen better days. They laughed for a good ten mintues before Lily just waved her wand.

Lily shot up with a splitting headache as the bright sunlight hit her retinas. She let her eyes get adjusted. A low quiet breathing sound became apparent to her ears, she turned her head. Henry lay next to her. She looked at the chair in the corner and noticed a pile of his clothes.

"OH MY GOD!" she screamed quietly.

Henry flipped out of the bed.

Lily covered her eyes, "Henry!"

"Oh... man" Henry fought dramatically to cover anything below his waist with a pillow.

"What did we do?" Lily whispered.

"Well... its pretty apparent!" Henry waved one hand around.

"Lily?" Ginny called down the hall.

"Shit!" Lily frantically thought of an escape plan.

She grabbed her bathrobe, "Quick" she tossed his boxers at him.

"Lily? Is everything all right?" Her mother's voice was at the door, "Lily, I'm coming in!"

Before Lily could speak, Ginny had entered to a scene of a bathrobed Lily and a Henry struggling with a pants leg. Ginny bit her lip in an apparent shocked laughter.

"Mum, don't tell dad!" Lily pleaded.

"I won't but, believe me, if you two aren't decent in, oh," Ginny looked down at her watch, "forty-five seconds, then you'll see the wrath of your father."

"Good morning Gi-" Harry's face dropped suddenly. He was apparently early.

Henry's grip on his jean's waistline fell apart and his face paled to a white sheet. Lily stood shocked, frozen.

Harry turned on his heels and went to his study.

"God! Jesus Christ!" Harry bit on his knuckles.

"Harry, you've got to calm down, neither of the two really meant for it to happen" Ginny followed him and closed the door behind her.

"But, Ginny!" Harry made indication towards the door.

"But, today is their wedding day, don't ruin it for her. Besides, remember that one time between us" Ginny looked at Harry with her arms crossed.

"Don't remind me" Harry looked up at her.

"Well, then don't remind them" Ginny said wisely, leaving him to collect his thoughts.

"Mum, is he okay?" Lily panicked frantically, standing out in the hall, by now she had found pajamas.

"He'll be fine" Ginny reassured her with a pat on the back, "by the way, I can smell the firewhiskey on your breath."

"Henry and I celebrated a little... too much. I've got a splitting headache" Lily rubbed her temples in a circle.

"The aspirin is in the bathroom cabinent, take some to our father so he doesn't have a heart attack when you go in there" Ginny looked at her little girl.

...

"Daddy?" Lily questioned softly.

"Lily, you know better" Harry looked up at his daughter.

"Alcohol doesn't though" Lily smirked.

A knock resounded into the room as the door opened. It was poor Henry Kingsley.

"Uhh, sir, I just want to apologize for me stressfull actions" Henry entered the study, placing his hands on Lily's shoulders.

"Henry, that was very eloquoent. Well spoken... but" Harry paused, running his hand along the old scar for a moment, "I've been in the same situation as well."

Lily's jaw dropped, she looked down at the aspirin she had in her hand, "Here dad, this is for you."

"Thank you" Harry sighed in relief.

Lily turned and left the room.

"Henry" Harry looked up at his soon to be son-in-law, "You take care of her."

O.o.o.O

Lily messed with her engagement ring. She took a deep breath, the piano echoed behind the closed doors.

"Are you ready Lily-bug?" Harry questioned.

"Yeah, I've been ready for quite a while" Lily sighed.

"You look beautiful by the way" Harry smiled.

Lily's dress had a lace covering with a ballgown setting. Her auburn hair was curled all down her back, on the top of hair sat her mother's goblin tiara, which had been given to Ginny after her Auntie Muriel finally passed away.

Harry and Lily looked at each other as the door opened. He winked at his daughter.

"Listen, dad, I'm sorry about this morning" Lily whispered as they walked down the aisle.

"Lily, I'm sorry I over reacted" Harry smiled, "Your mum and I had a similar incident one time..."

"Well, that just makes me feel loads better" Lily smiled softly.

"Good, I'm happy for you" Harry kissed her cheek as he passed her hand on to Henry's.

Harry looked at his fully grown daughter, he knew he would cry, thus he had his handerchief. He felt his heart break a little, he rememberd something Lily had said about he had to let her grow up.

"Henry, it was apparent from the moment that skinny kid in boxers ran into the Girls' Lavatory, we were meant to be together. However, medical emergencies held us back, but even through it all, our love came out stronger, we had a better connection to who we are as people and as a couple. Henry, you are like my sunshine when I'm having a rainy day. But, also, you are like a butterfly waiting to blossom, everyday I learn or see something new about you. You support me and love me for who I am. There was a spark that night and that spark wasn't just two very magical beings slamming into each other, it was our love. My love" Lily smiled, never breaking her grip on Henry's hands.

Harry was pretty sure he'd never heard how they met, but maybe the truth would spill its contents during the reception dinner.

"Lily, while I was a big enough prat to run into the Lavatory in my boxers... when it was dreadfully cold, I do not regret it. That kiss we had was so accidentally passionate, it was on purpose. You have protected me when I myself could not. You have helped me see who I am as a person. You've helped me learn to cope with loss and not blame myself for something I could not save. I feel that, if my mother were here, she would have chosen you to be my wife. You remind me of what I do remember of her. While my father did not get to see us today, he got to see the beautiful woman his son had found and he told me 'Henry, do not let go of her, no matter what' and I held on to that piece of advice. Lily, you are my sunshine in my darkest of nights... and I just love you, simply love you" Henry wipped a couple of small tears from Lily's face while he still held her hands.

"The rings sir" the quiet, old minister said to Henry.

Henry turned to a little four year-old boy, whose name was Tiberius, but Ti for short. He was James' only son.

"Thank you, Ti" Henry smiled softly as he took the rings from his nephew-in-law.

"You're welcome" Ti smiled bashfully. He looked up to Henry, like an older brother.

Henry looked down at the little ring and took a deep breath, "Lily, this ring was mum's wedding ring" He held up the little silver and emerald ring, "and this one," He indicated a to a plain, gold band "was dad's" He smiled softly as he passed the latter on to Lily.

"Do you, Henry Edward Kingsley, take the Lily Luna Potter to be your magically and lawfully wedded wife in sickeness and in health until death do you part?" The minister asked humbly.

"I do" Henry smiled at Lily putting the ring on her finger and finding that it fit perfectly. He sighed a little with relief.

"Do you, Lily Luna Potter, take the Henry Edward Kingsley in sickness and in health until death do part?"

"I do" Lily nodded.

Henry and Lily didn't know what to do with themselves, they were really hoping that the wouldn't crash noses or teeth.

"Well, you may now kiss the bride" the minister smiled.

Lily kissed Henry with all her might, smearing a little red lipstick on his lips. They paused for a moment to exchange words. Harry couldn't hear what she said to him, but, he saw his little girl smile with laughter as she wiped the outrageous red off of her new husband's face.

O.o.o.O

"Harry, are you going to be okay?" Ginny asked quietly as she watched Lily take Henry's handkerchief and wipe more of her lipstick off his face after they had taken an informal wedding photo.

"Yeah, I'll be fine" Harry nodded.

"You're acting just like you did when James got married" Ginny sighed, "You're keeping close to the corners. Harry, Lily wants you to be happy for her, but if you just sulk around in the corners, it wont happen."

"Dad, I have to take a photo with you!" Lily smiled, pulling him into the meadow.

O.o.o.O

"Lily, you never told me you met Henry in the lavatory... in his boxers" Harry smiled as he danced with his little girl.

"I'm sorry... I was sixteen. I thought you would've killed poor Henry over there" she smiled.

"Its okay, your mum was dead shocked when she came downstairs one morning to find me sitting in her seat at the breakfast table" Harry smiled, "between you and me, she'd had a crush on me since she probably four."

Lily's face filled with laughter, "Dad, I can never thank you enough" she said as she rested her chin on his shoulder.

"For what?" Harry asked, he could smell her flowery perfume, he'd always liked her perfume.

"For letting me grow up" Lily said as she absent mindedly pretended to wipe something off his face. She let go of his hands as she went to Henry.

Harry felt like all the light in the world had just left when she let go of him. He shoved his hands down deep inside his pockets as he watched them dance. Suddenly, a small finger tapped him on the shoulder.

"Can I dance with you?" Ginny asked.

"Anytime" Harry kissed her cheek softly as they followed their daughter's movements on the dance floor.

O.o.o.O

"Lily and Henry, I've see you at your best and worst. seperately and together. Lily, you are my little girl and while I could handle James and Albus getting married, watching you Lily-bug, was something I had and still have mixed emotions about. But, when young Henry came to me after a meeting one afternoon, sweaty palms and shaking knees, I knew what he wanted an I let him have it. Because, well, I knew that Lily would be in safe hands. Lily, always remember you are my Lily-bug and you brighten dark nights with sunshine. Love always, your father" Harry looked up from the letter he had written months ago after Henry had asked Lily.

"Dad, I love you" Lily smiled softly as she wiped a few tears from under her eyes.

O.o.o.O

"Be safe, Lily, I mean it!" James said to his sister, sending her off on her honeymoon.

"I will James" Lily grinned.

"Henry, you know your promise" Harry gave Henry a hug, "Good luck, son."

"Thank you, Harry" Henry smiled.

"Go have fun Lily-bug" Harry smiled.

Harry sent his daughter on her way to her honeymoon.

O.o.o.O

"Well... we're alone" Lily sighed, putting her bag down on the hotel suite floor.

"Do we need fire whiskey?" Henry asked, holding up a bottle and two little glasses.

"I don't think so" Lily smiled with a chuckle, wrapping her arms around Henry's neck and kissing him softly.

O.o.o.O

Lily rolled across the bed and hit Henry;s frame gently. She sighed heavily, even if they had unintentionally done things, it didn't make it awkward, maybe better. They had just let nature take its course.

"Good Morning, babe" Henry sighed as he cuddled his wife's body close, the fit perfectly together like puzzle pieces.

"Henry, you don't find my scar revolting do you?" Lily questioned in between heavy breaths.

"No" Henry smiled, "its perfect" he kissed her gently.

"But... you looked disgusted..." Lily said quietly.

Henry paused, "Lily," he ran his fingers through her hair, all the while panting slowly, "don't ever say that. You. Are. Perfect. Nothing a little old scar could do."

"Henry, I'm tired, I don't want to do this anymore
Lily sighed.

She felt Henry leave and go to the bathroom. Lily felt disgusted with herself, yet she didn't know why. She felt that the large scar across her abdomen hindered Henry's ability to love her, but at the same time she was the one who had brought it up. Maybe it was her ability to love Henry that was hindered.

Henry slid back under the duvet and snuggled his bare chest to her back.

"Lily, nothing like that will ever make me love you any other way" Henry kissed her neck while gently running his hand along Lily's scar.

Lily ran a hand through her hair, remembering the night before. Quietly, she was pleased that she had that talk with Henry. That scar was a painful reminder of why she had yet to return to the game of Quidditch. She now felt confident enough to get up and put on the little two piece swim suit that would show the scar. She pulled her up into a ponytail.

"Good Morning" Henry said as Lily turned around to face him.

"Good morning, babe" Lily kissed Henry gently.

"I brought you breakfast" Henry smiled show her the plate of food, "I didn't know what you liked... which sounds crazy, I'm i should know what you like for breakfast. But anyway I-"

Lily put a finger to his mouth to quit his rambling "Its perfect."

She sat down at the table next to the open window. She could smell the sea salt and sand in the breeze. Looking down at the plate, she found yogurt, a waffle, among other foods. Healthy foods. Her favorite foods, Henry was just trying to be modest and she knew that.

"Well, babe" Henry smiled, "Whenever you're ready, the ocean awaits outside that door."

Lily smiled widely, standing up, she grabbed Henry's hand pulled on to the beach.

"I love you" she smiled.

"I love you, too" he smiled back.

Lily knew that her father had made the right choice and she would thank him everyday.