Sigh. Another ministry ball fills me with intense boredom. I casually glance around the ballroom to find couples happily dancing. I see my brother, James, dancing with a pretty brunette, and I see my other brother, Albus, enviously staring at him while sulking in the corner with Rose. I also see my parents dancing very closely and looking very much in love. Gag me. Please. Maybe then, I could claim ill and ditch this horrendous affair.

You want to know what really makes me sick? Against my will, my family dragged me here saying that I would have a great time. Then they ditched me even my parents. You know you're really pathetic if your own parents ditch you. Normally, this would be a great thing, but I don't know anyone here.

I hate ministry balls. We go to them once a week, and every time, I have to attend. You dress up in formal dress and prance around with the snobbiest people alive. Trust me, I know.

"Hey Lils, up for some fun?" Scorpius Malfoy's voice brought me out of my reverie.

My eyebrow arched and I inquired, "What kind of fun?"

He smirked, tucked my hair behind my ear, and replied, "You know, the kind where you're on your back moaning my name in pleasure."

My jaw dropped, but I quickly recovered, smirked, and said, "In your dreams."

He grinned and claimed, "Hmm…you are, every night."

For some awful reason, Scorpius loves to flirt with me. I don't really know why. Well, he probably just wants to piss off my brothers and my boyfriend. I know I shouldn't even be talking to him, but my brothers are busy fighting over a girl and my boyfriend the famous Sean Wood couldn't come to this wretched ball.

Then he said, "Come on, follow me."

"Where? Why?" I questioned.

"Because your in need of a knight in shining armor to save you from this awful party," he answered.

He grabbed my hand and led me away while I stated, "Never pictured you as a knight in shining armor. I always pictured you as the prince of darkness or maybe even Satan."

"As long as you'll be my princess, I'll be anything you want," he replied smoothly.

I smiled. I couldn't help it. Scorpius had a way of charming me.

He spoke up, "C'mon Lily, can't you walk any faster?"

I followed him as he grabbed a bottle of firewhiskey and went outside. We sat on a bench, and I looked at the stars trying to avoid Scorpius' stare.

He opened up the bottle and asked-his voice tinged with jealousy and spite, "So where's the boyfriend tonight?"

I simply raised an eyebrow and teased, "Jealous much?"

"Hell yeah!" he exclaimed, "he gets to fuck your hot ass whenever he wants!"

"We don't fuck," I stated simply.

"Oh what? You make love?" he questioned with a sarcastic tone.

I simply shook my head, and I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment.

His eyes widened, and he stuttered, "You've never-"

I cut him off and stuttered out, "Yeah. I mean no. I mean I've never done it, ok? I'm a virgin."

He full out smiled at me as if pleased that boyfriend hadn't deflowered me. Not that he hadn't tried or anything because he had. A lot especially more recently, and we had done stuff. I wasn't a naïve, innocent child anymore, but I didn't want to ruin Scorpius' happy moment by informing him of this fact.

"And with that confession out of the way, I think I deserve a drink," I said still slightly embarrassed.

Scorpius nodded silently agreeing with me and wordlessly handed me the bottle of firewhiskey.

After a couple minutes of silence, Scorpius broke it by suggesting we play 'I never'.

He started the game out with the obvious, "I've never kissed a guy."

I laughed, took a swig, and teasingly asked, "Really?"

He simply scowled saying that he would go until he said something that I've never done. In other words, there was a good chance that I would end up drunk, but as long as I was having fun, I didn't really care.

"I've never dated a Gryffindor."

I gulped down the firewhiskey.

"I've never not had sex."

I flipped him off and gulped more firewhiskey.

"I've never been in love with a Gryffindor," he threw out hesitantly.

This time I didn't take a drink because I didn't love Sean. Sure, he was the perfect boyfriend meaning my family adored him, he took me out all the time, and he bought me roses and brought me soup when I was sick, but I just don't know. The only thing I know is that I don't love him, but it's probably too soon for love anyway.

I handed the bottle back to him signaling that it was my turn to start the questioning.