A' Clagh Aile Fainey
By: Shallan
A/N: This is the sequel to "The Lily". It's going to be short, only two chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own any thing you recognize. I only own Anaiya, the old house, the ring, and the plot.
Chapter One: The Proposal
Lily pushed her long hair over her shouldersas she stepped back from the large packing box. It had been filled with her fairy statues, photo albums and picture frames.
She and Anaiya had bought a big old stone house together and Lily had just finished unpacking.
"Lily?"
"Yeah?"
"Where are you?" The voice was closer.
"In my room!" Lily called.
Anaiya burst into the room. "Guess what!" Before she could say anything, Anaiya said, "I got a job at the ministry!"
Lily hugged her, "That's great. But…" She trailed off.
"What," Anaiya asked, impatient as ever.
"But what if you turn into one of those stuffy prigs?" Lily said teasingly.
She snorted. "As if."
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Lily looked up as she heard a knock at the door. She set her book aside and rose to answer it.
James stood on the porch.
"Hi! What are you doing here?" Though she smiled, the confusion was evident in her eyes.
"Just thought I'd drop by."
Lily frowned. Strange, she thought, he looks nervous.
"Uh, how about we go for a walk?" He shifted uncomfortably.
"Sure." She stepped out onto the porch with him.
He took her hand and they walked down the long winding driveway.
"James? How did you get here?" Lily asked curiously.
"Oh, I walked."
"Walked?" Lily said incredulously.
"I needed to think things through."
James' nervousness was starting to make her uneasy. What could he have wanted to think through?
Then he stopped walking and turned to her, taking both her hands in his. "I want you to promise me you won't freak out or hit me."
"Um, I promise," Lily said uncertainly.
He dropped her hands and reached inside his coat. He brought out something small and shiny. Then he bent down on one knee in front of her and took her hand. "Lily, I love you with all my heart. I can't live without you. Will you marry me?" James asked, slipping a ring over the third finger of her left hand.