I think if I ever get married, I'm going to just plan it the day before and move on with my life. Don't get me wrong, I love my cousin and Shaina to death. They are truly my best mates, but my life has become Quidditch or maid of honor duties. At first I was fine, but now that we are a week away from the wedding, I think I might scream. So will my feet in the shoes I have to wear.

We were all sitting in the Leaky Cauldron waiting on our food so we can go pick up dresses and other odd and ends. Lysander and Lorcan are having the same feeling I am; I can see it in their eyes. They are with us because Hugo stopped by to help on their way to have his stag party.

Things between Lorcan and I are already strained. Scorpius still hated the idea of me being in the same room with him after he kissed me last year. Lorcan keeps trying to talk to be about it, but I keep avoiding him when I can. I can't avoid him when I have to walk down the aisle with him.

I want to scream.

Not only having to have two-a-days for Quidditch, I have people staring at me all the time. Some people would come ask for a picture, others would ask about my family, about my all of my personal life. I can't lie, it's getting old.

I felt a tapping on my shoulder that brought me back from my half asleep state to see Scorpius enter the pub. I jumped out of our booth so fast; I knocked the table into Lysander. I ran right into his unsuspecting arms.

Scorpius took a second to realize I was in his arms before he kissed my head, wrapping his arms around me.

"Why are you here?" I ask his chest, holding him tight. We haven't had a lot of time to see each other since Quidditch picked back up for me and he got promoted in the Department of Mysteries. That was a whole other scandal the newspaper tried to spin, writing that the only reason he got the position was because of his ties to the Potter family. My mother made the editor send a retraction at the newspaper, but it didn't stop people from thinking it.

"James and I normally meet up for lunch on Thursdays but something came up, I'm just here getting something and going back to work."

I pulled away from his chest, and watched eyes all on us.

"You didn't tell me he was going to be there," Scorpius said, sending death glares beyond my head.

"He is along with Lysander, Hugo's best mates. They are my friends too." I said, "Why wouldn't they be here?"

"I don't like the way he is looking at you."

What was I supposed to say to that? I turned around to see Lorcan quickly shift his attention away from me. I took Scorpius's hand and laced our fingers together. "Shouldn't you be more concerned with the way I look at him?" I asked.

He signed, leaning down, putting his forehead on mine. "I've never liked the guy." He whispered laughter in his voice. "Then again, there were times I could have done without you too."

"And now?" I ask wrapping my arms around his waist.

"I don't want to spend another day without you."

"Neither do I," I whispered.

"Then move in with me." I let out a sign, He has asked me this before, and I never gave him an answer. Mostly because I didn't have one at the time.

"I already told Al I was moving in with him." Since Fred and Al started expanding the joke store around the world. It wasn't exactly what I wanted, living with my brother, but by that time Quidditch will have me so crazy, all I will want to do is sleep. That's all I want to do right now.

"Tell him you changed your mind," Scorpius said pulling away from me.

"Then ask my dad if I should move in with you. I know you two love each other, but I think he would lose his cool if you asked. He is the Minister now and your boss."

"I highly doubt your father would take this out on my job. I know too much," he said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes, it was so strange that no one would ever know what he did at his job, but a random stranger could tell you anything about me or my family. The irony.

"It just isn't going to happen. Your parents wouldn't allow it either. Your grandparents still hate me."

"It's a good thing I don't care about their approval then." He told me. "I'll see you Sunday at the Easter party?"

I nodded my head, giving him a quick kiss before returning to my friends.

Since our massive New Year's Eve party was replaced this year by a wedding, my whole family came together for Easter at my grandparent's house, again. I had spent the whole day trying to deciding if I really wanted to go. It wasn't that I didn't want to see all my friends and family, but I hadn't had a moment to be alone ever since the start of the year.

I finally made up my mind and went into my mum's old room at the burrow, trying to get some quiet from my massive, loud, crazy, loving family. I sat on her old bed, watched the posters on the wall before I fell asleep.

When I woke up, my mum was shaking me awake, sitting on the bed with a gentle smile. I smiled back. I wish I could handle the pressure of my life like she has with her's. Being married to my daddy wasn't easy. Having four kids and being a grandmother was either, but she still did it. She never missed one of my games or missed moments in James's or Albus's life. I sat up and let her wrap her arms around me, holding me tight.

"Everyone has been wondering where you have been," She told me softly.

"I'm sorry," I said closing my eyes. "Everything is just so crazy I just wanted a moment to myself. I guess I fell asleep."

"I understand that. When you were little, I would go and hide in the bathroom crying to myself because you wouldn't sleep through the night and James and Albus were trying to control their magic. Teddy was learning his new found powers and changing his appearance every minute. Your dad was away on a mission, and I was writing from home at that point. I just lost it one night."

"What did daddy do?"

My mum let out a little laugh, "Well, he got home, took all four of you here and we just slept. He has been my rock, and I have been his. That's how it works. We are there for one another, even when it hurts. Two is always stronger than one."

I let out a small laugh.

"I remember," she continued rubbing my back gently. "I remember helping my friends with weddings, playing Quidditch, being in a relationship. I just had to find the balancing act. You are stronger than you know."

I sat up and smiled at her. She stood up and took me with her as we walked out the door. She smiled when she shut the door.

The noise in the kitchen and backyard informed me that the whole crew was here. My mum and I walked down the stairs to see Scorpius and my dad in a private conversation. They both looked up at us and smiled before they moved into the living room, still in a heated discussion. My mum and I gave each other confused looks. From their body posture and what Scorpius was wearing, he had just come from work. I took a step to follow them before my mum grabbed my hand and took me to the backyard.

We were greeted with hugs. Even Nick and Rose showed up, he looked as tired as I did. I think it was because we have seen more of each other than the people we love. Rose whispered something in his ear as he smiled, laughed and gave her a kiss. Gross.

Uncle Percy and Uncle Bill were talking with my Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron.

I joined my cousin Molly, who was a year older than James, Lucy, Al and Fred for a while before Scorpius and my dad came back outside. He came over to me with a smile on his face.

"Everything alright?" I asked him as he placed a kiss on my head. "Or is it something with work you can't tell me about?"

"Everything's fine." He said with a smile, before asking Lucy, who was in his year, but a Ravenclaw, how he job was going. I looked at Albus who shrugged and continued with our conversation.

It was another two hours before Scorpius and I left to go to his parent's house for Easter. I wasn't really looking forward to it. It was cold when his grandparents were around. When Lucius Malfoy died my sixth year at Hogwarts, Scorpius said the things became 'less cold'. Narcessa Malfoy would not be joining us.

I don't see how it could have been worse, since I was completely ignored. It would be the first time I would meet Daphne Zabini. Their son, Declan was in my year, and annoyed me because Scorpius did. When we walked in, everyone went silent. I had only met Blaise once, when I was younger. He looked at me and tilted his head, a smirk growing on his face.

"She looks like her mother," he commented. For some reason that made Daphne glare at him and Declan to smirk back to his father.

"That's a compliment," Scorpius whispered into my ear.

I forced a smile as we walked more into the room, shaking his hand. Declan grabbed my hand and kissed it. Scorpius tensed next to me, I'm sure he was sending a death glare from my side.

Daphne and Astoria were talking to me about things I really didn't care about. The awkward conversation wasn't the worst part of this whole mess, it was the Greengrass's that I had met that really hated me. It was made very clear to me in the first ten minutes there that the reason the Zabini's were fine with me dating Scorpius was because I was a Potter and had a 'powerful family' behind me. I was more of a pawn.

However, that didn't matter to Scorpius's grandparents, as they ignored me the whole night and talked about how the Ministry was falling apart. It took everything in me, and Scorpius's hand under the table, to stop me from going in total freak out mode. Draco attempted to change the subject, as did Astoria, but it wasn't working. As always, the conversation went back to me not being a suitable match for the Malfoy family.

"Potter may have been a pure-blood name but they are not one of the twenty-eight pureblood families." Mrs. Greengrass said, taking a drink of wine. "And the fact that Harry Potter isn't even a pureblood should say enough."

Scorpius let go of my hand and knocked it on the table, looking at his grandmother. "No one really asked for your opinion in my relationship. Come to think of it, I haven't asked for it since the start. The Potters are a wonderful family as are the Weasleys, despite what happened before the second war."

"Scorpius," Astoria said in a warning tone.

"Must it always come down to blood?" Scorpius asked looking at his Grandparents. "If you want to look at it that way then look at the family trees again; Weasley and Prewett, both apart of this best blood status you seem to think still runs the world. Trace it back even more and the Potters are related to the Blacks. Shall I continue? Because if I did, things become a little strange, since the Blacks and the Malfoys share blood as well."

I held in a smirk and a laugh. How did he know all of that? I looked to Scorpius the back to my plate, still full of food. Everyone at the table was speechless, even myself, really.

It was Draco who spoke first, "I think Astoria and myself have tried to tell you many times that we have no problem with Lily or her family."

"It was you," Scorpius said looking between his grandparents, baffled. "It was you who stole all my letters."

"What?" I said, my voice cracking, it was the first time I had spoken since we sat at the table.

"After my father learned about our relationship." Scorpius explained to the table. "We went to your house for my birthday, I wrote the first letter there. You had my letters intercepted, didn't you? How dare you!?" Scorpius hissed.

"We did it to protect you," his Grandfather said. "It clearly hasn't worked."

Astoria's and Daphne's mouths were hanging open. I was looking at the candles, trying to keep myself composed.

Scorpius stood up, grabbed my hand, helping me up. "I think we are done here. Aunt Daphne, Uncle Blaise, Declan, it's good to see you. Mother, Father, I'll see you next Sunday."

I followed Scorpius out of the dining room, wrapping my arms around his waist as we apperated to his flat. We both knew that was the last time he would see his grandparents, even if something did happen to us, he wouldn't forgive them. It was in his eye and his voice when he spoke.

I wanted to scream.

I cried instead.

Scorpius wrapped his arms around me, protecting me. I felt his tears fall into my hair. I wrapped my arms him; the two of us, being the rock for the other.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered into my hair. "I love you so much and I'm sorry I couldn't protect you from this." I looked up at him, as he wiped the tears from my eyes, and I wiped his.