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With music playing softly in her ears through her iPhone, Lily walked into her favourite bookstore in London, smiling to herself as the familiar bell announced another customer. Waving to David, the owner of the store, she quickly immersed herself in the tall bookcases, running her finger across the spines of books. She took a deep breath in, breathing in the scents of her favourite things in the whole world. At random she picked a book up from the shelf and flipped it over, reading the blurb.
Her eyes fell to the word 'magic' and Lily immediately cringed, slamming the book back onto the shelf. Inside herself, her stomach was clenching tightly, making her feel sick. But as she pulled her phone out of her pocket and changed the song, her mood picked up and she continued browsing through the books, not really paying too much attention as she replied to a text from Elle.
All of a sudden, Lily walked directly into what felt like a brick wall and fell to the ground. Her eyes flashed up from her phone and saw that she'd knocked a guy with messy blonde hair over, scattering the books he had been holding across the floor. "Oh my god," she gasped quickly, rushing to help him with his books. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going."
Looking up at his admittedly handsome face, Lily watched as his mouth moved. But she didn't hear anything. As he gave her a soft smile, she pulled her earphones out and looked at him sheepishly. "What did you say? I didn't quite hear you," she apologised, passing him the last of his books and getting to her feet.
"I said it's probably my fault," he repeated, tucking his books under his arm and stretching to his full height, which was a lot taller than Lily. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Scorpius."
He held out a big hand which Lily cautiously shook, worried that from the sheer size of it, it could crush her fragile hand to dust. "I'm Lily," she replied kindly, smiling up at him.
"Would you like to grab a coffee with me?" he quickly asked, immediately biting down on his bottom lip as if he hadn't meant to say it.
The offer came as a surprise for Lily, who screwed her lips up awkwardly in deliberation. But she couldn't see the harm in taking the hot guy up. Besides she didn't have to meet Joelle for another hour at least. "I'd like that," she said warmly, watching with a blushing smile as Scorpius let out an audible bated breath. "Though you should probably pay for those books first. They don't take too kindly to shoplifting," she remarked in a stage whisper.
With a rumbling laugh, Scorpius went over to David and paid for his books. Then he joined Lily at the door and together they left the bookstore, crossing the road to the coffee shop opposite. Lily had spent a lot of time in this particular coffee shop before, sat at the window with a book, happily watching the world walk by.
"Have you been here before?" she asked, as they walked through the door and joined the short queue to the till
"Not really," Scorpius replied, offering Lily a small smile. "I don't tend to come to this part of London."
"Oh," she exclaimed, fiddling with her long red hair. The boy's big grey eyes were intimidating, making Lily completely nervous all the way down to her sweaty palms. "I come here quite a lot." She didn't know why she said it, but even through the sweat and the butterflies, she felt like she could say anything to the mysterious Scorpius.
Casually he leaned against the counter and buried a hand into the pocket of his shorts, exposing an inch of bare skin plus the waistband of his boxers. Lily gulped hard and felt her mouth instantly grow dry. She almost became transfixed by the sight before managing to pull her gaze up to his face, which was looking at her expectantly like he had just asked her a question.
"What did you say?" she asked, licking her lips and blinking hard in order to focus her wandering thoughts.
A smile played on his lips, which oddly made Lily's cheeks grow hot. "What would you like to drink?" he asked again, looking back at the cashier waiting for her to make a decision.
"Sorry," she muttered quietly, feeling the blush burn her cheeks. "Can I just have a large cup of tea please?" she said politely, smiling as the cashier nodded and rang up the bill, which Scorpius insisted on paying for. Then they waited for their drinks to be made before making their way to a small booth tucked away at the back of the café.
With elbows propped up on the table, Scorpius leaned forward and raised his steaming hot mug of coffee to his lips. "Tell me something about you, apart from the fact that you like books," he asked in an almost seductive manner.
For some reason, he made her feel so nervous, which was something Lily wasn't used to feeling. As she shook off her unusual nerves, she reached for the sachets of sugar in the middle of the table. "How did you know I like books?"
"You knew the bookstore owner by name," Scorpius said with a smirk over his mug.
Lily blew out a loud breath and ripped open another sachet, pouring the sugar into her milky tea. "Lucky guess," she joked, uncontrollably smiling as she picked up a stirrer and circled it around in her mug.
"I also know that you like a lot of sugar in your tea," he remarked, his grey eyes flickering down to the empty, ripped open sachets scattered across the table. "Now tell me something I don't know."
The authority in his voice sent shivers down her spine, setting her nerve-endings on fire. "What would you like to know?" she replied coyly, after taking a long breath.
A twinkle emerged in his bright eyes. "Your horoscope?"
"Scorpio," Lily replied quickly.
He laughed a little, taking a sip of his coffee. "Me too."
"Hence the name?" she asked with a raise of her eyebrows.
"Hence the name," he confessed, nodding his head. "Well, kinda!" Leaning back into his chair, he stretched his legs out and ran a hand through his hair, which had Lily biting on her bottom lip. "When's your birthday?"
Rubbing her sore lips together, she tried to pull herself together as she raised her tea to her mouth. "The 2nd of November," she replied quietly, sipping on her drink.
Scorpius nodded slowly, the signs of a grin showing on his face. "Cool."
Lily set her cup down and rested her arms on the table, she crossed them and looked at him carefully. "What about you, Scorpius the Scorpio? When's your birthday?"
He chuckled at the little nickname she had given him. "November fifth. The entire country celebrates my birthday." He winked at her.
Lily rolled her eyes and took another drink of her tea; milky and sweet, just as she always had it. "Hilarious. So, how old are you? You're not going to be like a middle aged guy who has a baby face and gets his kicks from taking young girls out for hot beverages, are you?" Lily challenged him in her usual mocking way.
Scorpius chuckled, his deep laugh even more alluring than his deep rumbling voice. It made Lily want to close her eyes and listen to that sound all day long. She mentally swore at herself, what's with this?! She'd known this guy not even a half hour, he'd bought her a drink and already she wanted to take him to the nearest private room and do him there and then?!
"I'm seventeen." Scorpius' voice brought her back down to earth, away from thoughts of the two of them locked in the disabled toilets just at the back of the shop. "And normally I take girls out for cold beverages, but I couldn't find a shop that sells juices."
Lily let herself laugh at that; so he could give out what he got back. "Well I'm fifteen," she answered his next question without being asked. "Do you go to school around here?"
Scorpius rubbed the back of his neck and took a drink of his coffee before answering her. "Um, not exactly, no. I'm on summer break. I go to a boarding school up north," he said rather vaguely. Those words brought something to Lily's mind with a feeling that she associated with getting slapped in the face; summer break. Her brothers got home from school yesterday! Brilliant!
"Oh, a boarding school brat?" Lily smirked.
"The biggest and baddest," he replied with a wink. "What about you, go to school around here?"
Lily arched an eyebrow at him. "Do you even know any of the schools around here?" She laughed again when Scorpius looked sheepish and shook his head slowly. "Well yeah anyway, I go to St. Theresa's which is just a bus ride away."
Scorpius nodded slowly and checked his watch which reminded Lily that she needed to leave soon if she was going to meet Joelle on time. "Live close by?" he asked her.
"Not far. Just outside of London. Fortunately there's a train station in my little village or else I'd die of boredom!" Lily laughed. "My uncle lives about ten minutes away though." She checked the clock behind Scorpius and sighed deeply.
"Somewhere to be?" Scorpius teased.
Lily drained her tea and pulled the small stack of napkins towards her. "Yeah, you too judging by you checking your watch every few minutes," she teased back, sending him a light wink.
She grabbed a pen from her bag at her feet and quickly scribbled down her mobile number and her home phone number; her family hardly ever used that phone so when it rang they always left it for Lily to answer since it would most likely be one of her friends.
Pushing the napkin back to Scorpius who looked at with raised eyebrows, she stood from her chair and shouldered her bag. "I've got to go meet my friend," she said as she went to stand next to him. "Call me and we'll do this again." Then without hesitating, Lily bent down over his chair and pressed her lips against his. She felt his surprise as their lips met but it didn't take long for him to kiss her back. When she felt his hand on her arm, she pulled away and smirked down at him.
"See you around, Scorpius the Scorpio."
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"Where did you disappear to last night?" Lily exclaimed, linking arms with her best friend and pulling her into their favourite fast food restaurant – McDonalds. They filed into the queue and looked up at the menu even though both of them knew what they would order. "A McNuggets share-box, large fries and a large strawberry milkshake too," she added to the greasy boy behind the counter, rummaging around in her bag for her purse. It was her turn to pay.
Fixing her high ponytail, Joelle leaned against the counter opposite Lily. "You know Isabelle's brother, the one who lives in Spain?"
Joelle Dembury was her best friend, ever since Lily started school in year three and saw Joelle being picked on by the year four bully. Instead of standing around like the rest of the school, Lily walked up to the bully and punched him in square in the face, knocking out one of his baby teeth in the process. Turns out, Joelle likes people that almost get expelled for her. They'd been the best of friends (and badass partners in crime) from that day on.
She was devastatingly gorgeous with sun-kissed skin, long flowing dark hair and gold twinkling lights for eyes. Standing a little bit taller than Lily, she had all the boys pining after her, all the boys that didn't have eyes for Lily. But it was wasted – on the pair of them – because all Joelle really wanted was fun.
"Aaron Cooke?" Lily questioned, dropping her purse into her bag. At Joelle's nod, she frowned hard. "What about him?"
On cue, their food arrived and Joelle took the tray, heading up the stairs. It was pretty busy, with the tail end of the lunchtime rush still lingering around. They managed to find a spot at one of the tall tables that faced the windows overlooking the hectic high street below.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Lily exclaimed, dragging the tray away from her best friend while she hopped up onto the tall stool. "No fries until you tell me what happened with Aaron!"
Blowing out a loud breath, Joelle puckered her lips from side to side. "Let's just say he loves being on the bottom," she said teasingly, reaching over to steal a fry from the tray before Lily could object. "Oh and he definitely knows how to use his hands," she added with a wink.
Lily slid the tray back in between them with a resigned sigh and a roll of her eyes. "He's like four years older than us – which is something you like in a man," she said, answering herself.
"You know how I like them to have experience," Joelle replied coyly.
Sipping on the milkshake, Lily raised her eyebrows and swallowed the cold drink. "But it's Isabelle's brother! She's going to go crazy when she finds out!"
"That's because she needs to get laid more often!" Her best friend took the milkshake from Lily's grip and slipped the straw past her lips. "Speaking of getting laid, did Finn finally entice you into a bed last night?"
At that, Lily burst out laughing. "Are you kidding me? He tried but I'm neither lonely nor desperate!" Plucking a fry off the tray, she grinned brightly and nudged Joelle in the ribs. "Besides I met someone else today," she added as her smile quickly turned into a smirk.
"No fucking way! Little Miss Picky finally found someone that satisfies her?" she asked with a cheeky raise of her eyebrows.
Lily rolled her eyes and pulled the tray towards her before her best friend shovelled all of the food into her mouth. "Just because I have standards," she mocked with a raise of her eyebrows, knowing that the pair of them were both thinking about the time Joelle slept with Harvey Mapps from the year below because she hadn't had sex in two weeks.
"That was one time Lily Potter!" Joelle exclaimed loudly, her voice moving up in pitch. "Besides, I bumped into Harvey the other day and he's filled out a bit." Slowly she took another sip of the milkshake and simply looked at Lily. "Now tell me about this guy who made you drop your panties."
"I didn't drop my panties for him," she replied shocked. Admittedly though, she had been thinking about it when she was with Scorpius - God, he was gorgeous! "I met him in David's and he offered to buy me a cup of tea."
"All it takes is a cup of tea?" Joelle leaned back and crossed her arms. "And people say I'm easy!"
Lily ran a hand through her hair and twisted a strand around her finger. "Hush you! I'm telling you about Scorpius!"
"Oh he has a name!" Joelle murmured, suddenly interested as she leaned in closer. "A very odd name but a name nevertheless."
A smile quickly found its way onto Lily's lips. "It's to do with his horoscope, which by the way is the same as mine." She watched as Joelle smiled back at her. "He's got blonde hair, beautiful grey eyes and an amazing body that makes me want to rub oil all over it."
Joelle's laughter echoed around the restaurant. "Oh you so want to bang him!" she teased, giggling as she stuffed some fries into her mouth. "Where does he live? Where does he go to school? How old is he? I want details sugar!"
Taking a deep breath, Lily rolled her eyes and sat up straighter on her stool. "I don't know exactly where he lives but I think it's pretty close to London. He goes to a boarding school up north. He's seventeen and by all that is right in the world, he is gorgeous. I mean he literally had me dribbling."
"Did you honestly dribble in front of him?" Joelle asked, disgusted.
Lily shoved her best friend on the shoulder. "Of course not, Elle," she exclaimed, stealing the last chicken nugget before she could. "I did go off on some daydreams though."
"Are you going to see him again?" Joelle asked, leaning forward on her elbows.
Biting her lip, Lily nodded cheekily.
"You have to bring him to one of the parties," Joelle cried, as if a light bulb had just flashed on above her head. "That way, we can all meet him."
"And scare him off?" Lily frowned, swinging slightly on her stool. "Besides he has to call me first!"
Joelle finished the last fry and hopped off of the stool, flicking her hair over her shoulder and grabbing her bag and the milkshake. "Oh he will," she said with a smirk on her face, as Lily collected her things and hopped off her own stool. "Now let's go do some shopping!"
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It was with a hearty sigh that Lily got off her train; she knew that her mother would no doubt yell at her. She wanted Lily to be home when James and Albus got home from that school of theirs. She wanted Lily to be present during the meal she would have spent all day preparing. After all, it wasn't every year that James graduated from school.
Her parents didn't live far from the train station. Close enough that Lily didn't have to walk far to get there on a morning for school but far away enough that the noises the trains made couldn't be heard from her house. She loved her house; it was huge and she practically had her own floor. Her dad gave her a bedroom of her own when they moved here when she was six years old. A bedroom of her own and the biggest room in the house; albeit the attic was the room farthest away and it had a steep staircase of its own but at least it was bigger than the boys' and it had lots of space for her mass of clothes and belongings. Her bedroom and bathroom were on the top floor of the house, then on the floor below her were the other bedrooms. James and Albus' had a shared bathroom attached to their rooms. Her parents had their own private bathroom attached to their room. Lily didn't see the point in having private bathrooms, a bathroom in general and a toilet on the ground floor; it just meant her mum had a lot of toilets to clean. As well as the three bedrooms for her family, there was also a guest room that used to belong to Teddy before he moved out.
When she reached her house, just under a mile away from the actual village, Lily froze; outside her house was her Uncle Ron's car. She could hear the voices of her cousins from the garden round the back of the house. Lily rolled her eyes and opened the gate. Apparently the big welcome home meal for the cousins coming back from that school was being held at her house, again.
Lily opened the front door and scowled at the amount of voices she heard. "Mum? Dad? I'm home!" she yelled out, taking her jacket off and hanging it up on the coat stand. She scowled heavy at the couple of cloaks she saw on there.
"Lily!"
Rolling her eyes again, she picked her bag up and followed her mother's yell into the kitchen; every single one of her uncles and aunts were dotted around the kitchen. Her grandparents were here too. Even Victoire had taken time away from that hospital she worked in.
"Hey Grandma. Hi Grandpa!" Lily headed over to her grandparents and gave them a kiss on the cheek each, hugging her granddad too.
"We told you to come home from school yesterday!" Ginny scolded without looking away from the oven. "We wanted to spend the evening as a family! Your father, me, you and -"
"Dumb and dumber. I know Mum, I'm sorry," Lily muttered as she opened the door to the small utility room that housed the laundry equipment. "I got ink on my tie again by the way. My pen exploded," she explained, picking her school uniform out of her bag and showing her tie to her father.
"I think next term we'll get you a different type of pen." Harry said, taking the tie from Lily and holding the stain up to the light.
Lily closed the doors, not really caring what type of pen she used in school. She looked at her mother, waiting for her to explode. "Never mind her tie or her pen! Harry, she skipped out on dinner and didn't come home last night! All we got was a message on the answering machine!" Ginny yelled, storming over to where there was a phone with an answering machine in the kitchen.
"Mum, dad I'll be home tomorrow around five ish. I think. Or maybe later. I'm staying at Uncle Dud's tonight, 'kay? See ya." Lily's message was played for all her older relatives to hear. Most of them were looking at the answering machine like it was a piece of treasure. Her aunts all looked disappointed.
"I could have just stayed and not told you," Lily shrugged. She moved over to the large silver fridge and helped herself to a bottle of water. "I'm going to go change; I had to sit next to a smelly old woman on the train from London and I can still smell her," she said, walking over to the doorway.
"Dominique is in your room, she spilled something down her dress so she's borrowing something to wear!" Ginny called after her daughter.
Lily sighed loudly, showing her irritation that once again her mother lets her cousins roam all over her house and mess with Lily's belongings. Last year when it was raining, Louis and Roxanne had messed up her CD collection; it took her almost four hours to put it back in order. She still got annoyed when she remembered they put an Oasis album next to a Nirvana collection.
As she walked up the stairs and through the long hallway that led to her staircase Lily noticed that one of her brothers seemed to be in their rooms. Judging from the stench of sweat she could taste in the air, it was clearly Albus. Ever since he came home three years ago with a new found likeness of working out and getting fit, he had an almost permanent stink of sweat. Lily guessed that it was the price to pay when you worked out nearly every single day.
"Hey kiddo, come in here a sec."
Lily rolled her eyes and turned on her heel to go into Albus' bedroom; she hadn't been in here since last year and it had hardly changed. Albus liked sport, all sport. He was probably the brother she was closest to, and that was putting it very mildly. Lily only preferred him because he wasn't at all bothered about magic. As long as Albus was doing sport, any sport, he was happy.
"What?" Lily gagged and immediately went over to the window and pushed it open as far as she could. The entire room stank of sweat. She looked around and saw the cause - a cauldron full of what looked like a year's supply of sweaty socks.
The layout of Albus' room hadn't really changed from when he was a kid and they lived in Grimmauld Place. His bed had gone from a single to a large king size, the books on the shelves had been boxed up and shoved in his closet and replaced with books on fitness and health. In the corners of the room was a set of dumbbells, stacked up high. Posters of music and Quidditch stars had been changed for more modern stars and along with Muggle footballers that Lily was very familiar with.
"Where were you last night? Mum was annoyed and took it out on me," he asked her, peeling his sweaty top off and tossing it in the already overflowing washing basket.
Lily headed for the door, instantly bored of the conversation and of her brother. "I was out. Sorry for not being here with the banners out for dumb and dumber to come home." She didn't bother waiting for Albus' reply, she just headed out into the hallway and up her staircase.
Her bedroom, as always, was a mess. Mounds of clothes and just stuff was everywhere; on the far wall was the only two things in the room that had any organisation, her two bookshelves. One held dozens and dozens of books and the other held hundreds of CD's; the two things that Lily loved most in the world, books and music.
Lily dropped her bag on her large double bed that was never made and looked around for Dominique who was supposedly in here stealing some of her clothes. "Where the hell are you?!" Lily called out, walking over clothes and school books to reach the large window.
She pulled the blind up, lighting the entire room in natural sunlight; the walls were covered with posters of every movie that she had seen and every band or artist that Lily liked. Every single author or artist or band in this room was Muggle. No magic connections ever. Lily's bedroom was definitely the most Muggle in the entire house; it had a telephone, endless Muggle appliances such as curling tongs, hair straighteners, hair dryer - she even had her own television and laptop up here.
"Bathroom," came a lazy reply.
Lily followed Dominique voice and headed over to the bathroom, swinging the door open to reveal her cousin standing in front of the large mirror; a stained pale pink dress at her feet. Dominique was wearing a pair of Lily's pink denim shorts and a pale blue button up sleeveless blouse.
"I want those back," Lily told her cousin in all seriousness.
Out of all her cousins Lily liked Dominique the most - except perhaps Hugo. Dominique wasn't really close with the family either and it was because she was different from them too. Not different like Lily, but different in a more personal way. Dominique was a lesbian and had been out and open regarding her sexuality since she was fifteen and from what Lily heard from Hugo and her parents - Dominique didn't care who saw as she snogged girls in front of the entire school. That's what Lily liked about her older cousin – she didn't give a shit about what other people thought.
"You will." Dominique straightened the shirt before deciding it looked better when she tied the two sides together, revealing her flat stomach and her abs.
"You're going to give your mother a heart attack looking like that," Lily observed, hopping up onto the counter and swinging her legs around. Absentmindedly she picked her tinted lip balm up from her oversized make-up bag and ran it across her lips.
Dominique slipped her feet back into her strappy gladiator sandals. "That's the idea!" Dominique said with a wink at Lily, plucking the lip balm out of Lily's grip and rubbing her lips together. "Oh vanilla!" she exclaimed, throwing it back at Lily and then strutting out of her bathroom.
Exhaling loudly, Lily jumped off of the counter, picking up her cousin's stained dress and walking to the top of her stairs. "You forgot your damn dress!" she shouted, throwing it to the bottom of the stairs with a subtle but satisfying thud. Then she spun back into her room and slammed the door behind her.
It took her a while, seeing as there was a lot of mess in her room but eventually she found her iPhone and opened up her conversation with Oliver. 'The family are driving me insane already and I've only been in the house for five minutes.' Falling back onto her bed, she rolled over and opened her laptop up, waiting for it to warm up.
As she waited and twiddled a strand of her hair, she blew out a long breath as the noise from the floors below rose up. Lily could think of a hundred things she would rather be doing right now rather than spending time with a bunch of weirdoes. Just as Lily was about to open up Facebook, planning on reading the message she was sure Finn had most likely sent her about a party he was most likely having, her mother's booming voice echoed up the stairs.
"DINNER'S READY!"
Sighing to herself, Lily reached for her phone and rolled off of the bed, taking as much time as possible to make it through the mess of her bedroom. She really didn't want to go to dinner. As she made her way down her stairs, she peeked at her phone, reading the reply from Oliver. 'Snap their wands and come get drunk with me! Party at Finn's tonight!'
Lily walked into the kitchen and tried to smile at her dad, who was using his wand to carry four dishes full of roasted vegetables. "We're having dinner outside on the patio!" he said, ducking out through the door.
With a resigned sigh, she reluctantly followed, bombarded by everyone in her family to calling out 'hello' to her. Quickly she spotted a space next to Hugo and sat down, muttering a hello back and then pulling her phone out to text Oliver back.
'Such a tempting offer ;)'
"Lily please put your phone away. We are trying to have a lovely meal to congratulate James, Fred and Molly on graduating Hogwarts!" Ginny scolded from the other end of the table.
Lily put her phone down beside her and bit her tongue; she wanted to reply with a sarcastic comment about how she couldn't give a damn if her oldest brother and cousins had graduated or not.
"So, who wants to start then? How was your year?" Arthur asked as people began passing down plates of food up and down both sides of the table. Lily accepted a plate from Hugo and was just about to put something on her plate when her aunt called down the table.
"Oh no Lily, that is Hippogriff meat!" Angelina stopped Lily from putting a magical substance on her plate; Lily shoved the tray to Charlie who was sitting on her other side. If a Muggle or a Squib eats magical substances or consumes them they become ill. Lily found that out the hard way when she was seven and Teddy babysat her. He gave her a potion for a fever and she ended up having to go to St. Mungo's for it to be flushed out of her system.
"The food you can eat is all in white dishes darling," Ginny said from her spot further up the table.
Lily nodded and ignored the looks her cousins were giving her; they always stared and it always pissed her off.
When three white dishes were passed down her way, she just put a spoonful of each on her plate, not at all hungry any more.
"Well, I for one had a brilliant year," Molly, the most stuck up of her cousins, spoke first. "I know for sure that I got an 'Outstanding' on my Potion N.E.W.T, as for Charms on the other hand I think I managed to scrape an 'Exceeds Expectations -."
"Well thank God for that, how else would we manage if Molly didn't ace an exam," Lily muttered a bit too loudly. She pushed her plate away from her and picked her phone back up.
'Cousins are making me want to commit. Party at Finn's is sounding like heaven.' She quickly tapped out a message to Oliver.
"Lily, phone down," Harry scolded his daughter.
"James, Fred, how do you think you did on your exams?" Bill asked.
Lily zoned out of the conversation at that; she neither cared nor wanted to know how her brother did in his exams, James would get perfect results anyway, no matter what subject. And even Lily knew that Freddie was going to work with George in that shop of theirs.
Instead of participating in the conversation, Lily just played with the food on her plate. She made a face out of her salad, using grated carrot pieces to form a frown.
"Lily? Your aunt is speaking to you!"
Lily looked up when her mother's voice became a yell and Hugo kicked her lightly under the table.
"What?"
Hermione laughed lightly but repeated her question. "I said, are you nervous for year eleven? You have your G.C.S.E.'s next year? Have you decided on what you want to do afterwards?" her aunt asked; being the only Muggleborn member of the family, Lily was closest to her aunt. If she had any problems she could go to her and she'd help her sort them out. Plus Hermione always included Lily in a conversation by turning it Muggle whenever possible.
Lily looked around and saw every member of the family was looking at her; most of them looked confused but they were all waiting for her answer.
"Oh, um, well I've already sat a couple of exams. Early entry for Maths and English Literature so . . . no, not really." She shrugged lightly. "But, well I'm good with books and English and stuff so I figured I'd just go to Sixth Form and study that. Maybe university. I'm not sure yet."
The cousins seemed even more confused with what she had just said but the aunts and uncles at least pretended to be interested.
"What about job wise in the future? Maybe you could join the department in the Ministry that helps pure-blooded families cope with having a Squib -," Percy suggested.
Lily just scoffed and rolled her eyes while trying not to laugh. Ginny, Harry, James and Albus all looked at each other, those four knowing full well what her attitude to their world was.
"Are you having a laugh? I wouldn't work with those people if they paid me a million a month!" she said seriously. "Why would I want to be a part of that world when they don't want me?" she mocked, looking back down at her plate.
She felt the atmosphere around the table turn awkward; Lily being a Squib was always a touchy subject. It had been ever since she was five and they found out. Nobody really knew how to talk about it so they didn't.
Ever.
"I have homework to do and a party to get ready for, I'm going upstairs." Lily grabbed her phone and stood up from the table.
"Lily, we're family, sit -,"
"And listen to these harp on about Potions and goblins and spells? Listen to them talk about shit I have no idea about?" She pointed to her cousins and shook her head. "I'd really rather not." She turned away from the table and sent a message to Finn, telling him she would go to his party if he drove to her house to pick her up, when she felt it flying out of her hand. She looked down to see if she dropped it on the floor but when it wasn't there she looked up. She heard a thud and a bang and whirled round and glared at the middle of the table.
Her phone lay in between a bowl of salad and a bowl of vegetables, smoking lightly. Glass was sprinkled around the table like glitter and she could see bits of memory chips dotted around the table.
James was standing with his wand out, looking a bit shocked.
"What did you do?!" Lily screeched, glaring at her oldest brother.
James looked from the phone to Lily and rolled his eyes. "I can fix it, stop sulking." He pointed his wand at the phone and waved it. The silent spell didn't do anything positive to the phone. If anything, it made it worse, leaving it fizzing and sending up the odd spark.
"My phone!" Lily shouted. "You . . . you broke me phone! It's gone!"
Her brother just rolled his eyes again and sat back in his chair. "Don't cry, you'll no doubt get a new one by tomorrow," he pointed out, blatantly suggesting that Lily usually got whatever she asked for from her parents. If not them, she could normally get her uncle Dudley to buy her something.
"That is not the point you arsehole!" Lily screeched, ignoring her mother's yell at her bad language. "I had photos, videos, emails, songs - loads of important stuff on there! Numbers and texts and it's all gone! You've just erased three years of my life!" She felt her hands shake with rage and her breath was coming out in short, angry pants. Before she knew what she was doing, she had grabbed her untouched plate of food and flung it full force at her brother, hitting him square in the face.
"Lily Luna Potter!"
She ignored her mother's voice and the laughter of her cousins, simply storming through the doors leading to the kitchen and sprinting to her bedroom.
Once inside her room she did what she knew would annoy her family the most - even more so since her bedroom window was directly above the patio. She turned her C.D. player up to the fullest volume and put on a song that portrayed her feelings exactly.
"Your eyes, your eyes . . . you make me wanna die!"
The screaming singing of one of Lily's favourite Muggle bands, The Pretty Reckless, came out so loud that she could practically feel her room shaking. Lily went over to her bedroom window and opened it to its fullest - deafening her family with her Muggle music.
It was nothing more than they deserved for making her feel like such an outcast.
Authors' Note:
Both misspotter94 and I hope you've enjoyed the first chapter for Without Magic. For me, it's the first story I've co-written and it's a different but fun experience. We're both obsessed with these characters and cannot wait to write more and go into more detail about Lily the Squib.
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