Well, here it is. Not my best writing, but this is needed for the story. I think it is all finally mapped out in my head. It's finally summer, so I should be updating more...and not three months late. Sorry. Review. I really do love those, and all of you readers who have read this from the start!
I have never been a nervous person. I never felt like I had something in my stomach before a game, I never ran away from a challenge. But right now, I want to run away and never look back.
It took all I had to come and stand next to Al, who still couldn't get his hair in order. He tugged on my hand pulled me into a one armed hug. We were in the Ministry, on my other side of my mum, who was holding my fathers hand, as he gave her a look of affection he always gave her. James and Quinn, and my new baby niece were on the other side of my dad. Teddy and Victorie were next to James. All of the family together.
Dad was finally becoming the Minister of Magic, but why did I feel like I wanted to run from the stage? I knew exactly where I wanted to run, but he wasn't here.
After Scorpius was released from the hospital, four weeks ago, he was still having difficulty walking, and when I say difficulty, I mean he couldn't. Each day I could, I would go over and help him, talk with him, and slowly he was making progress. He finally is walking with a cane.
"My first plan as Minister, well I have a wedding to attend in forty-eight hours." Some people laughed, "But I plan on getting the Department of Mysteries completely back up in the next week, it was a tragedy what happened."
I wish I was listening more, but I wasn't. My dad was always in the spotlight, and he did great things with the power that he was given, he changed things, and he made our world a better place. I couldn't help smile when his whole speech was over. More cameras flashed in my face as he finished, and led us all off the platform as the music started to play.
Yet another party.
Albus kept a hold of me and we walked out of the way, the way we both enjoyed it. He pulled me by the hand and led me in a dance, telling me jokes, making me forget about all my troubles, even the fact that I was in a dress.
It wasn't long until the reporters came to us. I was used to it, but it was always about my role on the England National Quidditch Team, or ,y personal life, the later I hated to talk about. Albus hated it too, he never liked to be in the spotlight, even when it came down to Weasley&Weasley's, Fred took over with the publicity. James was the same way. I waved goodbye to him as another flash blinded me.
"Miss. Potter," The reporter asked, he had on fancy dress robes, unlike what reporters wore at her games. "How are you feeling about your father becoming the Minister of Magic?"
"I think my father will do wonderful things succeeding Kingsley. They have been working together for a very long time, and my father is always putting others before himself."
"Even at home?" He asked.
Lily let out a laugh, spotting her mum waiting for her to finish. "Even at home. My da-father has always put his family first."
"Very good, now let's talk about you. You have a very big game coming up this week against Italy, but we all want to know about the kiss that you shared with Lorcan Scamander about almost three months ago?" Lily felt her heart drop; she had been avoiding the papers, and anyone else who had wanted to talk about it. She had told Scorpius after he finally let her see him in his hospital bed. He promised to curse him the next time he saw Lorcan. "Are you still currently dating Scorpius Malfoy? Everyone is still upset over the explosion in the Department of Mystery."
"I was just a friendly kiss," said someone from behind him. He turned around to see Scorpius in black dress robes, his hair freshly cut, his grey eyes sparkling with as he approached without his cane, still limping towards her. She put out her hand and pulled him next to her.
"Oh," the reporter said the disappointment showing on his face. "Well, thank you for your time." He said sulking off.
I waited for him to be out of earshot as I turned and wrapped her arms about Scorpius, holding him close to me, "Where is your cane?"
"Really, Lil, that is the first thing you want to ask me?" Scorpius smirked, leaning down and kissing me. I pulled on his dress robes, pulling him closer to me. I felt him lean into me, his hand finding its way to my neck.
I only pulled away because I heard my mother coughing to pull us apart; my father was behind her stopping to talk to someone. She gave us a half smile, half laugh as came closer. "I'm glad you are finally up and walking again."
"Yeah," Scorpius said with a smile, leaning more on me. "My father and I finally figured out a potion to take down the inflammation. Not a long term solution, it just takes time. Congratulations, Mr. Potter," Scorpius said as my daddy came to us.
Daddy shook his hand, and made small talk; I guess no one was expecting him to be here, except maybe my mum, she had that twinkle in her eye.
"So, when are you ready to come back to work?" My dad asked, taking my mum's hand. "I know you were offered a job in Germany a few months back and are still holding it, but I have a job for you here if you would like."
"I think I got that owl this morning," Scorpius laughed, "My father hasn't said when I can get back to work yet, but I hope a little after the New Year."
"Very well," My dad said as someone else came to talk to him. I pulled Scorpius away and went to a table, letting him set down. He gave me a warm smile as I took the chair next to him.
We stared at one another, at the party, at my family running around. It was nice knowing that even though we were all going in different directions, we will still have each other. Scorpius took my hand, put it to his lips and kissed it. I tried not to blush.
It's strange to think that this is the same person who would torment me when I was younger. I know I had started our fighting in first year, but the moment I kissed him in my fifth year, I knew deep down that my life was changing. I hate change, but this one, like many others, are still good changes. Maybe one day I will be able to embrace change and be able to roll with things like everyone else in my life seemed to do. Maybe someday.
"I get to go back to my apartment tomorrow," He told me breaking my comfortable silence we were sitting in. He had been back at Malfoy manner so his parents could help him well…walk. "Have you thought about what I asked?"
I shook my head yes. Ever since Hugo and Shaina told us that they were getting married, I have been trying to figure out where I want to go, since they will take over my loft. Once I told Scorpius, he asked me to move in with him. My parents wouldn't be pleased. His parent's wouldn't be please. "I don't know yet."
He turned and looked away from me, I think he knows my concerns, but I'm sure it still stings that I won't give him an answer. We've been going on and off since my sixth year. Wow. Three years. "I understand, it was just a suggestion, Lil." He looked back to me and smiled, but I could still see the hurt in his eyes. It stunk that I caused it. "I've got to go back to my parents, show them that I can apperate and not hurt myself. I'll see you at the wedding, yes?"
"Yes," I told him standing up, pulling on his hands to help him. He put his hand on my waist, the other on my neck. "I love you." He whispered on in my ear.
I couldn't help but smile and put my hands on his chest. "I love you too," I said back as he pulled me into a kiss. My heart was pounding in my chest as he parted my lips with his. A camera flashed in our faces pulled us apart. It was another reporter I have never seen. She smiled at us then disappeared into the crowd.
"And there it goes again." Scorpius groaned. "I wonder how much of our conversation she heard."
"It doesn't really matter, they will spin it however they want." I said rolling my eyes.
"It comes with dating you, I know that." He said giving me a peck on my cheek. He can deny it all he wants, he hates that I play Quidditch; I just keep reminding him that he was the one in the hospital for over two and a half months.
"It's just been non-stop these past few weeks. It just annoys me." I told him.
"See you later," he told me one last time.
I'm not sure why people keep concerning themselves with my love life. At first it was because of my job as a Chaser, then then people wound out who I was dating, they made it about our parents. Maybe that was the reason I was reluctant to move in with him, it would be everyone else's business. I'm starting to understand why Albus stays away from all the attention. I felt Scorpius pull away from me, and I watched him walk away, I wish I could follow him, but I had to be here for my family. I had to be Harry Potter's daughter. I have always been fine with that, but watching Scorpius walk away, this feeling in my stomach dropping as he did. Maybe I really do want something more.
I sat back down, watching the couples dance, my brother's with their wives, laughing and enjoying themselves. Even my parents were sharing a dance, holding onto one another, kissing when they thought no one was watching. Rose and Nick, who were here, enjoying a break from planning their wedding, they all looked happy, content with their lives. When Scorpius and I kissed at James's wedding, he said he broke up wiht his girlfriend because she wanted to move too fast. To get married, have children. But maybe I am ready for that, not the children part, something Scorpius and I agree on, but maybe someday we can have our own wedding, have it someplace where it was just our families, no cameras, no one trying to separate us, just the two of us against the world. Maybe I really am ready, Hugo and Shaina are getting married in May, both of them are younger than I am. Maybe someday Scorpius will be right, and that I will stop playing Quidditch, maybe someday I will really learn what he does for his job. Maybe someday my dreams of waking up in a beach house to the smell of the ocean and Scorpius by my side will be true. Maybe Someday.