I liked the idea of Scorpius being a radio DJ, I had to bring it back.

"It Sucks" by the way, is by the Butterbeer Experience and is a WRock song for anyone who's ever been sorted into Hufflepuff, and it is awesome. I think Lily would love it if she were real.

Prompt: "Ideal"

In Lily's opinion, there was only one way to spend a snowy day well: build a snowman, have a little snowball fight, warm yourself back up with a roaring fire, and then spend the evening with a hot chocolate, fuzzy blanket, and her husband as they watched the snow falling outside the window. For Lily, she couldn't help but feel that there was no better way to spend a snowy day.

Not that she got to spend this snowy day doing any of that—she'd left home at a god awful hour from working the night shift at the hospital, and she barely got to spend any time with Scorpius before he disappeared to the radio station. She had slept through most of the time they could have spent together, and now she could only glower over her cup at hot chocolate at the perfectly clear night outside her window.

And her fuzzy blanket was in the wash.

"Stupid dog," she grumbled, and then winced guiltily as said dog rested his head on her lap. It wasn't like he'd meant to get sick on it. "Sorry, Paddy."

The giant Labrador gave her a doggy grin as he panted. Feeling a bit lonesome and indulgent, she panted the cushion next to her, signalling to him to hop up, which was what he had been waiting for. He quickly plopped down next to her, resting his head on her lap again, content with the world.

"I wish I was so easily pleased," she chuckled, patting his head. Down the hall, the clock struck the hour, catching Lily's attention. "Hey, daddy should be on the radio now, Paddy." She grinned down at the big dog. "Do you want to hear daddy at work?"

He dragged his tongue across her lap, leaving a large wet mark.

"I'll take that as a yes," she snorted, tapping her wand against her lap to try off the dog slobber, then pointed her wand at the wireless. It switched on in the middle of a song, and Lily put her wand away as she waited for Scorpius to come on.

After a few minutes however, Lily began to glare at the wireless.

Just how long is this song anyway? She frowned, but even as she thought it, the song abruptly ended. And then led straight into a new song.

"The world's out to get me, Paddy," she grumbled. He blinked solemnly up at her, and she patted his head.

Finally, finally, the song ended, and she perked up as she heard her husband's voice came out over the line. Even Paddy perked up as he recognized the master's voice.

"This PW Wireless, and I'm Scorpius. Now, before I put the next few songs on, I have got to tell you people a story." Lily fidgeted, trying to sink a little deeper into the corner of the couch, much to Paddy's displeasure. "As I tried to get ready for work, Marlene—our girl from the front desk, who we get to do weather? You all know Marlene. Well, the poor girl, right before I turn on the mic, she comes running in, screaming at me to wait." In the background, there was a feminine whine, undoubtedly Marlene protesting him telling the story. "Oh, come on, you knew I wasn't going to let this go. Well, Marlene comes running in, but you see, she's wearing this impossibly tall heels—by the way, how tall are those things?"

Marlene said something the mic couldn't catch.

"Lord. They're like nine centimetres tall." Marlene let out a sullen cry. "They are too—you could use those to kill someone. Anyway, Marlene comes running in on these shoes. Now, apparently Marlene can't read-"

There was a faint shout of "I can too!"

"-because she didn't happen to look down to see the sign saying 'slippery'. They just waxed the floors, so we've all been running and sliding around in here all day. Well, Marlene comes running, and the next thing I see, she's shooting across the floor on her backside, and runs smack dab into my legs."

Lily winced in sympathy, and Paddy wagged his tail a bit, only noting the amusement in his master's voice.

"She takes my legs straight out from under me, so now I'm on the floor too. The floor's too waxed for either of us to get up, so the best I can do is put the song that's playing on a loop as we try to pick ourselves up." Well, that explains why the song seemed to never end. "While I won't get into it, yet it was pretty pathetic. So, as we finally both get up, I had to ask, 'what was so important you had to knock us both down?' Marlene, you want to tell the listeners what was so important?"

There was a muffled reply.

"You'll have to speak up."

"I said because I spilled coffee all over my lap," she sniffed.

"So, it's safe to say you're having a pretty bad day."

"Yes."

Lily made a sympathetic noise that made Paddy look at her funny.

"Alright, so out of sympathy, Marlene, why don't you pick the next song? How about something to cheer—and however else is having a bad day—up?"

"…I can I hear "It Sucks" then?" she sighed.

"Absolutely. Okay, listeners, here's "It Sucks"—hopefully, it'll make your day a little better too."

Lily sighed. "Poor Marlene, that girl's getting in trouble," she mused to Paddy who huffed in agreement. "I'll send her something good for Christmas this year. Maybe a big batch of those cookies she likes, eh?"

She patted his head once more, and then glanced upward, back out the window. To her delight, snow began to fall lazily in the inky darkness.

Today wasn't the way Lily liked to spend snowy days, but as she sipped her hot chocolate, petted Paddy, watched the snow fall, and listened to her husband's teasing voice over the wireless, she mused there were worse ways to spend the day.