D/C: I don't own Harry Potter. All the names and characters are a property of JK Rowling. Kudos to her on this amazing book.
Well, here it is! The sequel to "Will You Be My Valentine?". Oh, I've always wanted to write this one, but I just couldn't find enough time, but I have plenty of time before I start university, so…ok, I'll stop babbling now. Thanks to all the people who've reviewed the first story, and without further ado, I give you chapter 1! Enjoy!
Will You Be My Wife?
It might've been five minutes…maybe even more, James didn't really know, or care, really…he just stood there and watched her. Lily was looking just as pretty as ever, sitting there under the umbrella in front of Florean Fortescue's Ice-Cream Parlour, sipping at her sundae. James could just stand there and watch her for the rest of the day, especially since it would help him avoid what he was about to do next. Even though Sirius had assured him that everything would go smoothly ("For God's sake, Prongs! We're talking about you and Lily, after all!"), he could help but feel extremely nervous about the whole matter.
He was already starting to consider turning on his heels and running away when Lily turned her head and looked straight at him. James was snagged. Lily grinned and waved at him, and he found himself grinning weakly and waving back at her. Sighing, he dropped his hand to his side and made his way to her table.
'Hey, there, sweetheart,' he said softly, leaning down to kiss her.
Lily returned the kiss. 'Hey, there, yourself,' she replied. She watched him as he lowered himself onto the chair across from her. 'What kept you? You're about fifteen minutes late.'
James rubbed the back of his neck; a habit he tended to use when he was nervous. 'Yeah, sorry about that,' he murmured, grinning sheepishly. 'I…um…met Sirius on the way and he wanted to show me this...erm...new broom he just got. So…sorry, it won't happen again.'
Lily nodded silently. She stirred the contents of her half-empty sundae with her straw. 'So, what's up?' she finally asked, smiling at him. James noted that her smile looked a bit forced. 'Why did you ask me out so suddenly? You sounded pretty serious on the phone.'
'Eh…yeah, that,' James said, rubbing the back of his neck again. He could feel his cheeks heating up. 'Um…can I have something to drink first? My throat's kinda parched, since I…erm…had to run to get here.'
'Here you go,' Lily said, pushing her glass towards him. He started to protest, but she cut him off, 'It's okay. Go on, have it. I wasn't planning on finishing it anyway. It's just way too big for me.'
'Thanks, Lily,' he said. He stared down at the contents of the glass, as though seriously considering whether he should drown himself in them or not. He finally put the straw to his mouth, and took a sip. He took a long sip, hoping that it would buy him some time. 'Mmm…chocolate. That was good. Well…'
He met Lily's gaze and saw that there was a flicker of anxiety in her emerald green eyes. 'James,' she said quietly. 'What's wrong? You've been avoiding me for the last few days, and when I do meet you, you seem rather out of it…if there's something you need to tell me, then I suggest you go ahead and say it without any pleasantries.'
James realized with a jolt what Lily must've been thinking. It was true, what she said, after all. He had been so confused about the "matter" he was about to discuss with her, that he really wasn't paying that much attention to her feelings…or to anything else, at that. Suddenly, he felt all the tension and anxiety which had been building up in his chest fade away. Smiling, he reached out and stroked her cheek.
'Lily, don't be silly, I would never do what you think I would,' he promised her, and could see a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. He took in a deep breath. 'And as to why I've asked you out so suddenly, well…'
Lily was watching him warily, and James couldn't help but chuckle. He reached for the little box inside his pocket, slid off his chair and kneeled down on one knee before her. He opened the box and presented the diamond ring to her. He took her hand and gazed up at her face. 'Lily Evans,' he said quietly, and saw her swallowing down a lump in her throat. 'Will you marry me?'
Smiling through the tears which were starting to build up in her eyes, Lily nodded. 'Yes,' she replied. 'Yes, I will.'
James gaped openly at her for a few seconds, as though not quite believing that she had agreed, before snapping back to focus. He slid the ring around her finger, and then he kissed her hand. Then he got up to his feet and pulled her up to her feet as well. He swept her into his arms. 'I love you,' he said softly.
'I love you, too, James,' she replied.
'Yes, that's it,' Sirius said quietly from some place next to him. 'See? What did I tell you? It was easy, wasn't it?'
James threw a well-aimed back-kick at his friend, and as he heard him wheezing and cursing in pain, he smiled as he leaned down to kiss his fiancé before she could mouth her puzzlement. He vowed to kill Sirius later for tagging along in the Invisibility Cloak.
A/N: Well, how was that for a start? It was so sweet, wasn't it? Oh, I'm so proud of myself! Well, ehm, anyway, that's it for the prologue, and if you want to see the other chapters, then I know what'll get me going: REVIEWS! Now, come on, people, cough up...or I'll send Dobby the House-Elf after you!
- S. N. B.