A/N: Seasons Of The Year. Hope you like it. XX

It was winter.

Lily trudged on in front of James, her hand still entwined in his. James tugged at her hand, turning her to face him. She looked up at him, one hand steadying her blue winter cap. "What's wrong, James?"

Her nose was red with the cold and her long, red hair fell across her shoulders, flecked with fluffy, white snow.

It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He decided right there that Lily Evans in snow was his new favorite thing.

James didn't answer Lily's question. Not verbally anyway. He released her hand to wind his arms around her waist, lifting her off her feet, kissing her full on the lips. She recovered from her initial shock fast enough, to bring her mitten covered hands over James' face, and responding enthusiastically to his kiss. She moved her lips over his, slow, then faster, parting his lips with her tongue, enjoying his familiar taste of fudge and peppermint dance across her senses.

James smiled under her lips and opened his mouth ever so slightly, deepening the kiss, relishing in the cinnamon scent radiating off Lily. He loosened his grip on her, letting her slide back to the ground. She pulled away from the kiss, her breath coming in puffs. She smiled, a slow, contented smile, which made James' heart swell with joy.

He stared into her laughing eyes and blurted out the question that had burned at the back of his mind for months. "Marry me, Lil?"

Lily took her step back, but her hands remained around James' neck. "James Potter! Did you just ask me to marry you?" Lily bit her lip for a few moments, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Okay."

James' heart leapt. "Okay? You'll marry me? Yes? Was that a yes?" he picked Lily up and swung her around, her hair swirling around the both of laughed as he set her down.

"YES JAMES. YES!" she twined her arms around his waist.

He pulled her in close, his nose brushing her hairline. "I can't believe you said yes!" He murmured excitedly one last time before lowering his smiling lips onto hers. As he kissed her, James Potter decided that winter was definitely his new favourite season of the year.

A/N: Enjoyed it? Its VERY short. Thanks for reading! Leave a review :* I'll try and reply you (: