I ...feel bad; there's an OC in here that I had meant to establish earlier than this, but I haven't finished it in time. ^^; I'm sorry, ya'll. I promise to expand upon her later.

Prompt: "Process"

They told his parents first—the Malfoys were the type that if they learned something about their son they didn't like, they wouldn't tell others, so as to not bring shame upon themselves. Sure, Draco nearly had a conniption, but Astoria fixed him with a look that brooked no arguments. Still, beneath the table, Scorpius gripped Lily's hand so hard, she feared her fingers would snap as she tried to squeeze back.

"If that's your decision," Draco finally grumbled, looking paler than usual, something Lily had never known to be possible. Astoria nodded to them, looking very regal, but before they left, Astoria pulled Lily aside, and started suggesting when a good due date for her first grandchild would be. Scorpius had been horrified, and tried to shuffle her out quickly, but Lily saw Draco's amused look to his perfectly innocent wife.

Lyra, Scorpius's younger sister, beamed at them when they told her the news. "I get to be godmother to any of your children, okay?"

The next person they went to see was Hugo, but since Wren was there as well, they told the two of them together. Hugo looked between the two of them, beaming. "Oh, good! Now dad will lay off me dating a former Slytherin once you tell him this!"

Lily kicked her cousin under the table. Wren looked unsurprised. "I'll be planning your wedding, correct?"

Scorpius opened his mouth to correct her, but Lily quickly grabbed his hand. "Of course—you will let me pick out my wedding dress though, right?"

Wren mulled it over. "I suppose so. Congratulations, Mr. Scorpius. Miss Lily."

Hugo grinned at his girlfriend. "You're going to have to start calling her Missus soon."

Wren blinked. "Yes. Mrs. Lily…"

Lily blanched. "Please do not send out my invitations with that on it, okay?"

Her best girl friend looked mildly disappointed. "If you insist."

Scorpius told her to leave it to him to inform his best friend, Paul Flint. He returned the next morning hung over, but in high spirits. While he was gone, Lily managed to get a hold of Teddy to tell him the news. Thankfully, Victoire was out at the moment—Lily loved her cousin, but she tended to gossip. Teddy smiled gently, and assured her that if James put up any fuss, he'd set him in his place. Lily hugged this man she considered one of her brothers, and thanked him greatly.

Having had a positive response so far, Lily and Scorpius finally went to Harry and Ginny to tell them about their plans. Lily pressed the doorbell, and waited, clasping Scorpius's sweaty palms with her own. Harry opened the door, his eyes lighting up when he saw his daughter then turned curious as he looked at Scorpius, and then intrigued as he looked at their entwined hands. Lily took a deep breath, but then Harry looked back up at her face, one brow cocked up, and quietly stepped aside to let them in.

"Hello," he greeted them as Lily kissed his cheek. "What are you doing here?"

"I can't come see my father whether I want?" Lily tried to tease.

Harry raised both brows. "Anytime you wish. However, I'd still like to know why you two look like you're walking to the gallows."

Scorpius's careful mask nearly slipped, and Lily quickly looked away to look around. "I don't see mom here—is she out in the garden?"

"Out getting groceries with James actually," Harry answered, still looking bemused as now panic flickered across both Scorpius and Lily's faces. "They'll be home shortly."

"Shortly?" she echoed, now imagining the combined force of Ginny and James's wrath.

"You and your brother haven't been fighting, have you?" Harry asked, leading them to the kitchen.

"No," Lily squeaked as she took a seat at the table.

Harry paused then went over to put a kettle of water on the stove. "Lily," he said after a moment, making them both jump. "There's not going to be a row when he gets here, will there?"

"I hope not."

Her father turned back, leaning back against the counter, and crossed his arms. "Alright, young lady, out with it."

"With what?" Lily's voice cracked.

"You haven't run off, and eloped, have you?" he asked, making the two of them blanch. "Because, heaven knows your mother will never be able to let me-" Harry was cut off by the sound of the front door opening. Lily was relieved for a moment until she heard James calling out to their father before he came into the kitchen, arms loaded up with grocery bags.

Her brother caught sight of her, and looked pleased for a moment before he looked to see Scorpius sitting next to her. He scowled, and was about to speak when Ginny unceremoniously shoved him forward with her foot. Her mother gave her a glowing look, but then a definite cool gaze at the Malfoy heir.

"What are you doing here?" James asked, as he shoved the bags unto the counter before turning back, putting his fists on his hips, and glaring at the two them.

Ginny glared briefly at her eldest child. "Don't be rude, James." But she did give the two of them a curious look. "You should have rung us, Lily; I would have made sure to come home sooner."

"That's alright," Lily answered tightly. "I wouldn't want to have rushed you."

"I think they've come to tell us they've eloped, or pregnant," Harry joked. "They're jumpier than Mad Eye Moody was."

"WHAT?" James yelled.

Ginny frowned darkly at her oldest. "Volume, James. Lily, do you have something to tell us?"

Lily's throat made a croaking noise. Finally, she found her voice. "I'm not pregnant."

Ginny blinked slowly. "I should hope not—you're not ready, neither of you."

Under other conditions, Lily would have retorted some quip, and maybe that was what her mother had been trying for, but as it was, Lily could only choke as she tried to continue. "We're...not married either…not…yet."

Lily had pretty much guessed her brother's reaction, but her mother surprised her—while she had half imagined Ginny screaming, and tossing something around, her face instead changed into a very neutral reaction. James, however, had no problem saying what he thought about this.

"YOU'RE GETTING WHAT? TO HIM? Are you insane-?" her brother yelled.

Harry turned to his son. "James. Enough." James fell silent, mouth still hanging open, his lips still trying to form words.

"Honestly, Ron took our engagement better than that," Ginny said.

"Well, I was his best mate, but say Draco proposed to you—he'd probably have the same reaction then," Harry suggested.

Ginny shivered then turned back to her daughter. It was Scorpius's turn to get his hand crushed as Lily tried to met her mother's gaze. Finally, Ginny sighed. "I'm going to have to fight that Frost girl for helping plan your wedding, aren't I?"

"Wren always was a strange girl," Harry mused.

Lily's grip went slack, and Scorpius had to grab at her hand as it slipped from his.

James gaped at his parents. "You can't be serious!"

"No, you're Sirius—James Sirius," his parents chimed together, less of a joke, and more of a habit.

James clapped a hand over his eyes, and groaned.

Lily shared a tentative look with Scorpius before she licked her lips, and spoke up. "James?"

"What?" he asked in a put upon voice. He finally looked up to see her anxious face, and then glanced at his parents' expecting looks. Finally, he sighed. "Oh, fine. Do what you want."

Lily gave him a weak smile. "Thank you, James."

Her brother gave her a tired smile, but then realized everyone could see his expression, so he quickly changed it to one of aloofness. "Yes, well, it's your life."

Scorpius squeezed her hand, and she smiled.