XCIV. Flying
The weeks of wedding-planning (of which Lily seized control) flew by, and before they knew it it was October.
"A New Year's Eve wedding," Lily said dreamily. "Just after the baby's born, so she'll be nice and slim again."
"Being round is helpful," Marlene said, patting her stomach. "I'm dressing as a pumpkin for Halloween next week."
"I suggested she go as the Fat Lady," Sirius jumped in. "But I was turned down."
"I'm not fat. I'm round. Like a pumpkin."
"Like a very lovely pumpkin," Sirius amended, and he kissed her on the nose.