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For as long as I remembered Margaux Mitchell was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Sure my part Veela cousins Victoire, Dominique and Louis are stunning but Margaux is dazzling. Her brown hair was never really just brown, but it had so many different shades that you can lose yourself while counting, her smile was bright and straight and her dark blue eyes shone as she spoke to anyone. We have been best friends since our first train ride to Hogwarts, and even though she was a Hufflepuff and I was sorted into Slytherin we were never apart expect for a few classes and the nights we didn't sleep over at the other's dormitory.

There was never a dull moment with Margaux and even though people used to think being a Hufflepuff meant you were a timid wallflower she proved everyone wrong. From her pranks, her high score average and the famous line of broken hearts she left behind her. That was until she got together with none other than Scorpius Malfoy.

Over the summer between our sixth and Seventh year Margaux's little affair with Lysander Scamander fizzled out and we spent most of our time sunbathing and relaxing in my back yard or at the Borrow where grandma Molly indulged us with cold drinks and fun stories about my uncles.

She was staying over when we celebrated Albus' twentieth birthday during which Scorpius attended. He too was newly single, his long time girlfriend Suki Thomas has moved to America due to her quidditch career and there he was in all his single glory ready for the next candidate to step in.

"Your Mum really had outdone herself this time," Margaux said with helping herself with a second batch of cake.

"Yeah, well Albus was always kind of a big deal," I wasn't bitter with my brother just fully aware that he was the official\unofficial favorite of my parents. Sure James and I were also hailed and celebrated but Albus was a whole other level. The first Slytherin Potter (I was the second therefore not that interesting) and the famous curse breaker who dedicated his life to find the secrets of the ancient Greeks. It also helped that he was the spitting image of Dad and named after two great wizards. All in all he was a pretty great guy even if a little big headed. It wasn't a big surprised when he came back from school with Scorpius Malfoy in tow – those two were inseparable just like Margaux and I.

So there we were lounging in the den while everyone still chatted and caught up with each other's life when Scorpius and Al walked in. Margaux nudged me and I looked up, the two made their way towards us and eventually flopped down on the sofa next to us.

"Having fun, hens?" Al always called us hens, because according to him we clutter rather than talk.

"Immensely," Margaux answered and stretched. Her shirt rose and revealed her flat and tanned stomach. "There's no party like an Albus birthday party."

Scorpius chuckled. "How's your summer so far?"

"Boring," she sighed. "No cute boys to slave drive."

I rolled my eyes at Margaux's obvious flirting. She was never one to be single for a long period of time and my guess was that her next target is Scorpius.

"Perhaps it's time you moved on to men rather than boys," he said and I had to hold myself from snorting.

Margaux beamed at him. "Then ask me out." And he did. By the end of the summer what I thought to be a short and casual thing turned serious with promises for Hogsmeade weekends and holidays spent together. Margaux was on cloud nine whenever Scorpius was mentioned and for the rest of seventh year there was no one else for her.

At first there was lots of drama, Margaux loves being the center of her boyfriend's world and when she isn't she make sure he'd notice. There were plenty of jealous fits and tantrums and even at times some screaming matches in the middle of Hogsmeade when Scorpius blamed Margaux of flirting right in front of him. She called him a caveman he would tell that to grow up but eventually they calmed down and made up as everyone witnessed. By the time we left school it was clear that Margaux will opt to move in with Scorpius and I decided for the first time to live by myself.

That was five years ago.

Which brings us to present time, in which Margaux and Scorpius are engaged and I am still living over in Digaon Alley, in the same apartment and working as a healer over at the hospital. No, no boyfriend for me at the moment. I myself am no nun and while I enjoy the occasional one night stand I have yet to settle down.

It was during my morning rounds when Al and Margaux burst into the Spell Damage ward.

"Lily!" she cried and caught me right before I entered a patient's room. "Scorpius is hurt."

"Hurt as in..?"

"There was an explosion at work," Al said. "One of the guys at the office toyed with some chest we brought back and it blew up."

"Right," I said and paced down with them to the emergency ward. As I walked down I quickened my pace and was practically running as I entered. I noticed the copious amount of blood and the scent of burned flesh and singed hair hit me.

"Out!" I called at the two as they followed me inside. And before they said anything I waved my wand and secured the doors. The medi-witch updated me on his status as I changed robes and cleared out some of the blood off his body. Luckily most of it wasn't even his.

"He's going in and out of conscious," Healer Peters updated me, his own lime robes bloody. He saw me eyeing it. "The other guy didn't make it." He said.

"Lily…" I turned as I heard his soft voice. "It hurts…"

I reached him and took a hold of his hand. "shhhh, it's going to be OK." I said and stroked his hair. "I'll fix you good as new."

"Promise?" he sounded so small and so unlike himself that my chest hurt as my heart tightened.

"I promise," I whispered. The door behind me swung and he moved his head, Al and Margaux stood there, pale and frightened.

He looked back at me, "Lily…" he exhaled and lost his conscious.

I worked for almost six hours until all wounds and burns were closed and taken care off. He didn't lose that much blood albeit being soaked in it when I first came over, it was mostly the other guy's remains. By the time I stepped out of the procedure room it wasn't just Al and Margaux waiting outside but Scorpius' parents as well as my Mum and Dad. I removed my gloves and approached them. Al held Margaux's hand as everyone got up from their seats.

"How bad is it?" Draco asked. He was paler then I remembered his hair a ruffled mess. Astoria was quiet, ashen faced and tired. They never looked less glamorous as they did in that very moment.

"Not as bad as we thought at first," I answered. "He was at the receiving end of the explosion and while he suffered a large amount of burns they weren't as severe as we first assumed. There was no damage for neither the brain or to any internal organs. We had to remove and re-grow a few bones and infuse him with numerous blood replenishing potions."

"Is that why you're covered with blood?" Margaux whispered. She was trying hard not to look at me.

"Yes and no," I said. "Most of it belongs to the other guy, he died on the spot."

"When can we see him?" Astoria asked, it sounded like she had a cold. My guess was she's been crying.

"Probably in the morning," I summoned Scorpius' chart and ran over it. "He's under a heavy sleeping potion for the night. I wanted him to sleep past most of the pain."

"How long will it take him to fully recover?" it was Dad who asked this. That was the best thing I loved about him, Dad had a soft spot for Scorpius. I sometime think he sees him as a forth son, not that Draco and Astoria aren't loving parents but spending so much time with us during holidays and summer breaks made him an essential part of our family.

"A few weeks," I said. I really needed to clean my robes, they were all kind of bloody. "It won't be easy, he took a great hit and there was some nerve damage to his legs-"

"He won't be able to walk?!" Margaux cried. she had tears streaming down her cheeks. Even when she cries she looks beautiful.

"No, he is perfectly able to walk," I took off my robes and handed it to a passing healer in training. "He might need the help of a cane for starters but it will pass and he'll be good as new." She seemed relieved but I made a mental note to go and speak with her privately once everyone will clear off.

Scorpius was unconscious for the next couple of days, he woke up only if the sleeping potion wore off but that too was just for less than a couple of minute and even then he wasn't very coherent. I was watching and monitoring him regularly, while Draco and Astoria came by each day to see him along with Al and Margaux at times.

I was about to finish my shift when Healer Gains came into my office, all red faced and huffing.

"Scorpius Malfoy woke up," he said while wheezing. "He's asking for you." Locking my office with a flick of my wand, I marched over to Scorpius' room. It was already half past midnight meaning no visitors and only a short amount of staff.

"Thank you, Gains," I told him before stepping inside the room. "I'll see to him from here." With a small nod I was left alone with Scorpius. He was propelled against a couple of pillows.

"I think I scared him," Scorpius said hoarsely. He was paler then usual and winced a little when he tried to sit up even straighter. I took the chart from his bed and checked it. "You're in full on healer mode, should I prepare a will?"

"Not funny," I said before looking up from his chart. All his vitals were fine, the potions seemed to work and ease his recovery. I smiled at him as I put the chart back in place.

"I know that smile," he began as I approached to him, ready to examine him. "It's the famous Lily Potter 'I was right' smile."

"Oh hush!" I took out my wand and waved it while silently casting healing and check up charms. He was better than I expected.

"What time is it?"

"Middle of the night," I placed my wand back in my holster and set down beside the bed. "You were in a pretty bad shape when you came."

"I remember," he said, chuckling. Much to my dismay I found myself joining him, not very professional. "I was this close to becoming Malfoy mush." Our snickering soon became great loud belly laugh and my eyes began to water. I had to take deep breathes and wipe my eyes as I came down from our joint fit.

"I should have known better," he said after some time. "I should have stopped Marcus when I had the chance."

"It's not your fault," I reached out for his hand and squeezed it. "He was playing around with something he didn't really know its use – that's a rooky mistake."

"I guess," he shrugged and lay back onto his pillow. "Thanks by the way."

"What for?"

"For saving me," he yawned, this little talk we had must wore him down. "You kept your promise, Lils." He blinked slowly before closing his eyes. As I got up from my seat, I pulled the covers on. He was completely tucked in, looking the same as he did after every Quidditch game in school whenever he got put down and sent to the infirmary.

"I'll see you in the morning," I whispered and leaned down to kiss his cheek. I guess I missed him fluttering his eyes and opening them because the next minute our lips mashed together. We broke apart in a matter of seconds, my eyes shut just like Scorpius'. When I opened them he was looking at me. I moved to take my bag and still felt him watching me. It was the same as I moved towards the door and as I opened it.

"Good night, Lily," I heard him say.

"Good night, Scorpius." I closed the door behind me and walked without looking back. I was afraid that if I did I just might run back into the room. Something definitely changed.

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