a/n: These drabbles are a random collection; some of them are for PrincessPearl's challenge on the NextGen Fanatics Forum, some of them are from Drabble Tag on the same forum, and some of them are just randomly inspired drabbles. If they're from the challenge or from Drabble Tag, there'll be a note above the drabble to say so. There might be some slash, femslash or cousincest in here, but I will put a warning along with the note to let you know!
I hope you enjoy them!
[and for future reference, I adore it when people give me feedback on my work =)]
For Rhie, because I've never written her a LilyScorpius before.
dance
orange coconut ;; LilyScorpius ;; swirl, envelope, glamour
She turns in his arms, her long, pastel blue skirt twirling as she does, her slightly freckled face smiling up at her dance partner as they move smoothly through the steps of the dance. He spins her again, watching the swirl of her skirt as it flares away from her body, revealing a hint of pale skin that had previously been hidden beneath the fabric.
His hand reaches out to clasp hers, leading her into the next series of steps as the other couples that surround them do the same. A glint in the partial darkness catches her eye, and she turns her head to see her cousin Dominique dance in the arms of her new husband, a silver and pearl tiara adorning her head. Her smile widens slightly as she revels in the glamour of being the Maid of Honour in what could possibly be the biggest social event of the year.
The song ends, and he presses a soft kiss to her lips as they prepare to part from each other, a kiss that tastes like lavender and lemons and the orange and coconut drinks they had on a beach long ago when they kissed for the first time.
"Save another dance for me?" Lily asks with yet another of her endless sunshine smiles, and he nods, his eyes already focused on something behind her. As the Best Man at this wedding, he has to mingle with the crowd, just like she does, though she wishes that he didn't have to leave her alone to do so.
Oh, because they might have gotten together on a whim, after a few of those tropical drinks that make anything seem like a good idea, and they might have stayed together because she didn't want to be alone if she could avoid it, but she's always treated their relationship like it means something, even though he's never been committed to the thought of them.
Scorpius slips an arm around her waist oh so briefly, his hand brushing gently against the hidden pocket of her long dress, and then he's gone, melding with the rest of the crowd as they sway to the tune of the next song. She waves at his back as one of the other groomsmen approaches her for a dance, and she happily accepts as she waits for her next dance with Scorpius.
She doesn't discover the tiny envelope that he slipped into the hidden pocket of her dress until most of the guests have gone home. She opens it and scans the letter inside, her eyes burning into the parchment with that famous fire.
And then she's standing in the middle of an empty ballroom, a single tear running down her cheek as his harsh words repeat over and over in her head until she feels like she might stop breathing.
'I can't love you, and there's someone else.'
