A sort-of-sequel to Tutoring can Lead to other Things, but with Albus, Rose, Scorpius, Lucy and other characters etc.

I do not own Harry Potter, no matter how times I have prayed.

Back with another story, Enjoy dear Readers.

It's Your Life. Live It.

Sixth Year. Thursday September 16th.

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I ran. Fast. How much of an Idiot do you need to be to know that you don't, under any circumstances, talk to Lucy about her Mum. I sighed, looking around the corners for her auburn head. Lucy is unique, as much as she denies it, she is very sensitive and the tough cover she puts up, she is a bad ass though. But ever since her Mum left, she has refused to even talk about her. She hates her, she hates what she stands for. She hates that she misses her.

I eventually found her, slumped against a wall, knees pulled in towards her chest, her head resting upon them.

'Lou?'

'I don't wanna talk 'bout it Ro.'

'I know, but if anyone's as stubborn as you. It's me.' I saw her crack a small smile. She lifted her head, her bright hazel eyes staring at me intensely.

'What's wrong with me?'

'Nothing, Why?'

Don't Lie to me Ro. I know you too well.'

'You want the truth?' She bobbed her head, a few of her auburn curls escaping her loose ponytail, framing her heart shaped face.

'Right, Your stubborn as hell, Clumsiest girl I know. Tough, you always have your walls up. But, in one light, they are bad. But to me, they are your most endearing qualities. Your stubborn which makes arguments a lot more fun. You're Clumsy, but you are so graceful, you move with a grace that only some people can carry off when they trip over non-existent items. I like to think that I can chip away your walls, if not, someone will. I know you. There is nothing wrong with you. I love you Lou. Your my best friend, My cousin, My Rock and most importantly, you are my Lucy. The Best person I know.'

'Your my cousin you have to say that.' She whispered, sniffing. Her normally bright eyes, were now stained with unshed tears, which knowing Lucy, will never escape.

'I'm saying it 'cause its true.'

'Lucy!' A deeper voice shouted from around the corner. 'Lucy? That you?'

'I'll speak to you later, yeah?' Lucy gave me a smile and a nod in answer to my question.

'Yeah. It's me.'

'God, Luce, I am so sorry. I shouldn't have…'

'It's fine Jace. I think I need to start facing up to it more, you know.' I smiled at the interaction between my two friends. With that, I turned back towards the common room.

)( Jace )(

I sat with Lucy tucked under my arm, even with her tall stature, she stood a good 7 inches shorter than my 6'4 frame, Her auburn hair brushing my chin. It's unbelievable that I even said anything about her Mum. Even in a joking matter, I shouldn't. Lucy is the one person who I can count on for anything, my best friend. Any shit I get into, she sorts it, legally or not.

'You okay, there Jace?' Her soft voice called.

'Yeah Yeah. Just thinking.'

'About…?'

'Nowt. Just that I shouldn't have said anything.'

'I'm fine. It's fine. We're fine. It doesn't matter.'

'Of course it does.'

'No, You're sorry, I over reacted anyways…'

'Luc-'

'I won't hear anything else on the issue, Its fine. She's gone. I just need to accept that she doesn't love me, or Molly, or Dad. She left by choice. I just…need time to forget it.'

'I'm sure she does-'

'Jace, if she loved us, she would have told me, or she wouldn't have left at all. It's just something I have to accept. And why do I need a mum when I have the rest of my family, and also, I have you.' She smiled that beautiful Lucy smile at me, and I melted. Melted? Since when do I melt when my best friend smiles. She's been sad for as long time, seeing her smile, if only for a minute, makes me happy. Its means she's getting better. Of course, that's why. Has to Be.

'I'm happy you're happy Luce. Just, I hated seeing you…like that. It – I dunno it just hurt seeing you… crumple.'

'Crumple?' She said laughing.

'Yeah, Crumple. Because my words make you crumple like an avalanche, now let's go to the common room.'

'You're a freak.'

'Says the person who knows me on a voluntary basis.'

'Social Reject Program.'

'Oh Yeah!'

'Yeah, actually…' She stared up at me with her hazel eyes sparkling, The urge to kiss her flared up, I struggled and pushed it back down. I gave a small smile and swung my arm over her shoulders again and continued walking down the corridor. 'You don't have to walk me to my common room.'

'Yeah I do, what would I do if you died, I'd be failing all my classes.' I smirked down at her. She let out a slight laugh.

'I feel like I haven't spoken to you in ages.' She said staring up at me, with a small smile on her face.

'Yeah, too much work and everything.'

'You mean too many girls keeping you busy?'

'Nah…Well, yeah. But you're the only who's special.'

'Bet you say that to everyone.'

'Nope, your my best friend. I don't keep girls for more than two weeks. I have been friends with you for nearly 6 years.' After two weeks, the girls I date get jealous over my relationship with Luce, we're always together. She's different, the girls always insult her, and then I break up with them. The only girl I get protective over, I have no sisters, no cousins, nothing. When she dates someone, which is too much for me to handle, I get protective. Not jealous, as Rose says. Protective.

'You're such a man whore. I mean…your worse than James and Score combined.'

'Shut up, So not that bad.'

'Excuse me. You are that bad.'

'How?'

'You're all smiley and snogging one minute, then you look all pissed, then you leave the room with her, then you come back and sit with me saying you'd broken up with her.'

'That's because they always…' I stopped myself, she wouldn't want to know.

'Always…. What?'

'They just say some shit, and it just makes me see… that I don't like them.'

'What kind of shit?' From any other person you would think they expected it about them and sound conceited. But not Lucy, she actually wants to know, wants me to be happy. I stared straight down at her and sighed.

'You.' Her eyes widened. 'I couldn't stay with someone who said stuff like that about you. Who told me to stay away from you… Because I can't.'

*_*Lucy*_*

'You broke up with all the perfect girls, because of me.' Your ugly freaky best friend.

'Yes… well. No, I broke up with them because of the crap they were spewing about you. And they were nowhere near perfect.' He looked at me with such… intensity, that I hoped that he felt the same way as me, but he's… Jace. The perfect amount of imperfections, to make him perfect for me (In my Head).

'What were they saying about me.'

'Lucy…'

'What were they saying?'

'That you were….that you were a whore, sleeping with all the guys you hang around with, that that's the only reason you had friends. They assumed that I was only friends with you for sex. But that's not true Luce, your amazing. You hang round with guys 'cause more often than not girls are bitches.'

'You didn't have to break up with them because of that.'

'What! They're lucky I didn't kill 'em. If it were guys talking like that…'

'Guys don't talk about me like that. I'm an ugly freak who's only good enough… well not good enough for anything.'

'Don't. You. Dare. Don't you dare ever think like that about yourself. It is far from the truth. You should hear the locker room talk about you, that's how Mark Zabini got his black eye last week. He was saying…it isn't even worth thinking about. Guys notice you, they definitely notice you, Too much for me to handle. If it were up to me…' He suddenly stopped, his eyes widening as he looked at me. 'Hey, here we are, I am tired. I'll see you tomorrow, Bye.' And with that, he ran up the stairs. That was a bunch of shit that tumbled out of his mouth just then.

Right, Bed here I come.