A/N: This is the sequel to Notes! Loves from Lise
Key:
Lily: Italics
Scorpius: Bold Italics
Dear Lily,
Hello, beautiful. Miss me yet?
Love, Scorpius
P.S. I sent this by owl
Scorpius,
Hey yourself. Do I miss you? It's debatable.
~Lily
P.S. I noticed
Dear Lily,
Well, I miss you. How are you?
Love, Scorpius
P.S. Are you okay?
Scorpius,
Fine.
~Lily
P.S. I'm fine. Why?
Dear Lily,
Are you sure? Are you excited for fourth year?
Love, Scorpius
P.S. No reason, you seem a little… depressed
Scorpius,
I guess. It's just… never mind.
~Lily
P.S. I'm not
Dear Lily,
Never mind what? What happened? Is something wrong?
Love, Scorpius
P.S. Are you sure?
Scorpius,
It's just… Uncle Fred…
~Lily
P.S. Positive. Why would you care, anyway? What am I to you?
Dear Lily,
What about Fred? Who is he, anyway? Why is he interfering with your life?
Love, Scorpius
P.S. Um… My girlfriend?
Scorpius,
He's my Aunt Hermione's husband. That's really not the point.
~Lily
P.S. So?
Dear Lily,
Sweetheart, what happened?
Love, Scorpius
P.S. I just worry about you, that's all
Scorpius,
Just forget it.
~Lily
P.S. Don't. Please, please don't.
Dear Lily,
Why? You know that you can tell me anything. I am your boyfriend. You should trust me.
Love, Scorpius
P.S. Can't help it.
Scorpius,
Yeah… about that…
~Lily
P.S. Stop being so nice to me! You're just making this harder!
Dear Lily,
Yeah?
Love, Scorpius
P.S. Making what harder?
Scorpius,
Um… just forget it, okay?
~Lily
P.S. Forget it!
Dear Lily,
Just tell me what happened. Tell me what I can do to make it better.
Love, Scorpius
P.S. No! I'm worried about you!
Scorpius,
Why do you want to know so badly? You should trust me! You are my boyfriend, although if this keeps up, not for much longer.
~Lily
P.S. Well, I'm not going to tell you. So there
Lily,
Fine! Be a bitch, I just care about you, but all you do is push people away!
-Scorpius
P.S. Hell if I care
Scorpius,
I do not push people away! And I'm not a bitch, you're just overreacting. As usual.
~Lily
P.S. See? Letting it go wasn't that hard
Lily,
What's that supposed to mean? Whatever. And of course I would be mad, you're mad at me, for wanting to talk to you. What kind of shit do you think you're pulling?
-Scorpius
P.S. Haha. You're so funny
Scorpius,
Fine! If you must know, Uncle doesn't approve of me dating you. He…
~Lily
P.S. I refuse to continue this second conversation any longer.
Lily,
He what? Why is it up to him? I've told my father, and he's not exactly the happiest hyena in the bunch. Actually, he grounded me for the whole entire summer, but I am still writing you. See?
-Scorpius
P.S. Fine
Scorpius,
Why, though? Why would you sacrifice family love for me? My family is more important to me than almost anyone in this world, you know that!
~Lily
P.S. Fine!
Lily,
Even me? Well, if I mean so little to you, than maybe I want my summer back!
-Scorpius
P.S. Good!
Scorpius,
That's not what I meant! God, if I knew that you were going to turn into such a bastard, I wouldn't have accepted your invitation to the Ball in the first place!
~Lily
P.S. Good!
Lily,
I don't care! It was mostly Albus's idea, so you didn't have to accept! Why did you accept, anyway?
-Scorpius
Malfoy,
Pity date! I felt sorry for you, because no one likes you!
~L.P.
Lily,
Francis Thomas, Albus, Serge, and Hugo. There's a few right there. And yes, I do realize that they are men… well… sort of… not so sure about Hugo and Francis…
-Scorpius
Malfoy,
Precisely! And Serge doesn't count, 'cause you're related!
~L.P.
Lily,
Well, you know what, I don't care what you think, because I don't have to waste any of my time being insulted by some rude bitch. Plus, it's weird dating my best friend's sister, and honestly, I don't care if you're twins, he is way less ignorant.
-Scorpius
Malfoy,
You are unbelievable! I just state facts, and you have to go and blow things way out of proportion! And don't call me Lily!
~L.P.
Lily,
You are such a hypocrite! You're just as explosive with anger as I am! God, Lily! You're so uptight! And if I don't call you Lily, what else am I going to call you?
-Scorpius
Malfoy,
Now who's being a hypocrite! I think it's you! And call me by my last name, like you used to.
~L.P.
Potter,
Oh my Merlin! Typical! There's that familiar Potter/Weasley ignorance. And I hate calling you Potter; it's so cold and formal.
-Scorpius
Malfoy,
If you think that I'm so ignorant, than why did you like me? And too bad. Deal with it.
~L.P.
Potter,
I don't know, maybe because I'm a moron.
-S.M.
Malfoy,
Obviously.
~L.P.
Potter,
Fine! I don't need you! I don't want you! We're done! I bet Fred and Dad are going to be as giddy as hell, already!
-S.M.
Malfoy,
Fine! You know what? I was going to tell you that I was willing to make it work, that I didn't care what he thought, that he could go hell for all I cared!
~L.P.
Potter,
Why the hell would you say that?
-S.M.
Malfoy,
Because I loved you, you bastard! I was willing to put my family's anger and prejudices aside, because I loved you! You meant more to me than them! And that's saying more than you could ever know!
~L.P.
Potter,
Well, I never loved you! I loved that you were Albus's sister, and you obviously didn't love me if you ever thought for one second that your family's opinions of us ever mattered!
-S.M.
Malfoy,
I know that my family's opinions don't matter! What would you ever think that I thought that? And I can't believe that you actually think so little of me. Why are you being such a prick?
~L.P.
Potter,
I'm not being a prick! Why do you even say stuff like that? Pity date's long over, no need for lies.
-S.M.
Malfoy,
It stopped being a pity date after the first couple of minutes.
~L.P.
Potter,
I already took this rubbish from my dad, I don't need yours too! You know what else? I was excited for our fourth year, but not any more. Not now that I'm going to see your stupid face every day for at least three more years. What a waste of fine magical ability.
-S.M.
Malfoy,
God, take your sob stories to Albus. I never want to speak to you again.
~L.P.
Potter,
God, save your breath and my time and just shut the bloody hell up! Goodbye, Potter.
-S.M.
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