Ch.8

AN: yay! New chapter! Thanks to my reviews sherbertgirl and Viva Juanita. You guys make writing this story worthwhile. Especially with the review war!

Lily looked contemplatively at her sparkling new possession. She never had anything made of diamond before. The closest she could get was the cheap fake diamonds you could find in a muggle costume shop. Now, she had a real diamond. A sparkly new diamond fashioned into a ring.

She bobbed her head back and forth as she lied in bed. It was early morning, the sun wasn't even up yet. Lily couldn't decide which thought excited her more, the thought that she was getting married or the fact that her engagement ring was the most expensive item she ever owned. Ever. Then again, beauty pageant dresses weren't exactly cheap, but her mum had gotten a discount on them since she knew the lady that made them personally. Yep, her engagement ring was hands down the most expensive thing in her possession.

This thought was trailed with the thought of what would happen if she were to lose it. She would be upset because James had paid a lot of money for such a sparkly rock that said he was forever hers, but how would James react? He wasn't materialistic. Maybe he wouldn't mind, then again, he could be furious at her for losing something he put much thought into buying. She was certain he didn't buy the first ring that jumped out at him. He must have spent hours pouring over each and every ring in the store while looking at multiple stores to make his decision.

Lily rolled over in bed and closed her eyes, imagining her wedding. It would have to be small to not attract the attention of Lord Voldemort. The two of them have rubbed him the wrong way a couple of times and managed to live. Such a feat wouldn't last long unless they were absolutely careful.

Their wedding would also have to be soon. She couldn't walk around the wizarding world enough as it is. Too many muggle borns were disappearing only to turn up mangled and dead a few days later. Although Lily could handle herself just fine, she knew that when cornered by Death Eaters, she had little chance at survival, especially since her hard headed nature put her on Voldemort's "People to Kill" list.

"James," Lily said, shaking the sleeping man beside her. Her only response was the pillow muffled snore. She sighed and turned back to her thoughts. She wondered how long they would have to wait until it was safe again. Getting married was something they could do on the down low, having children wasn't.

"My children will be on Voldemort's "People to Kill" list too," Lily said to herself.

"Did you say something?" James yawned.

"Oh, now you're up, meanwhile I'm being tortured by Bellatrix!"

"WHAT!" James jumped out of bed wand raised and loaded. His head shot around, quickly scanning the place for possible threads of dark magic.

"Forget it, there's no one there, James," Lily said, rolling over in bed.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh you know, living a life in the shadows. It tends to have a dreary effect on your mood."

James sighed and crawled back into bed, "you know, we don't have to get up today. There's not any Order meetings planned."

"I was thinking about our wedding," Lily rolled on top of her fiancee.

"What about it?"

"Well, it would have to be small and quiet, unless we want Death Eaters catching wind of it."

James frowned, "I think you're right. It would have to happen soon tool."

"That's what I was thinking," Lily agreed. "When should we get married?"

"A few weeks?"

"That seems too fast."

"Not really," James reasoned, "I mean, what do you need to get married? A dress, a guy that does the marrying ceremony, some dress robes, a maid of honor and a best man. We can round all that up in a few weeks, no problem."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, people do it all the time. That is, if you want to get married in a few weeks?"

"I don't see how it would make a difference, getting married in a few weeks versus getting married in a few years," Lily turned her head to gaze out the window. It was a cloudy day. The rain drizzled down the window pane. There were many days like this, lately. "I guess that three weeks will be fine. It'll give me a little bit of hope."

"This won't last forever, Lils," James kissed the top of her head.

AN: this chapter didn't go exactly as planned and wasn't remotely funny. I decided to take a serious time out and give a little perspective of the happenings of the war. Next chapter will make up for it, promise! It may take some time.