A/N: For Jilytober Fest 2022, week 4 microfic prompt: beanie
Lily crunched down the snowy path to Hogsmeade, sky grey and smoke swirling from gingerbread-house chimneys in the distance, mittened hands in her pockets. James strode along beside her, smiling at her bemusedly. She stopped, turning to look at him, hands on hips.
"What is it?" she demanded, a little exasperated. "Have I got a pimple on my forehead?" He shook his head, grinning, and reached out. He grabbed the edges of her beanie and tugged them down over her ears.
"You look cold," he said. Lily laughed.
"I'm from Cokeworth. I don't get cold."
"Well, you looked it."
"James."