So, I wrote this story for Lilyre's 4quote challenge. Basically I had these quotes that I had to fit somewhere in my story. Only, mine turned out really long, so I'm posting it in several parts...because I'm far too lazy to type the whole thing up in one go =] It's my first proper Lily/Scorpius one =] Please let me know what you think!
Albus
"Lily, I really think that this is taking it too far."
My little sister- not so little anymore- glared at me. "Well, if you'd done as I asked and fixed me an appointment with Mr. Malfoy I wouldn't have to do this." She said, turning the key in the lock and giving the chain a shake to check that she was firmly attached to the tree.
"I did try!" I protested "But Scorp's Dad isn't the most approachable of guys..."
"Oh whatever Ally." Lily snorted "Do I look sufficiently hippy enough to aggravate the Malfoys?"
I surveyed her. She'd put her lovely red hair into messy dreadlocks and paired this with a ratty bandana, and a long flowery dress and beads.
"Wonderfully stereotypical." I commented cheerfully "Scorp will re-hate you on sight."
My lawyer friend and my, er...free spirited sister had always disliked each other. At first this had bothered me, but now I was much more convinced that all they needed was a good snog-or maybe more- to get over it.
"Great." She said carelessly "Do I really look like I care what 'Scorp' thinks of me?"
As she spoke she was adjusting her dress. "Yes." I said under my breath so that she wouldn't hear, but she did and she scowled at me.
"Your friend is an arrogant git, who is perfectly content to let his father cut down over fifty trees, home to hundreds of bowtruckles-"
"I have to go." I interrupted. Having an eco-warrior/ animal activist as a sister can be such a bore sometimes. "I have a date and I need to feed Bird before I go out. I've got her fish in case she gets jealous of Marco- she loves fish."
Lily rolled her eyes. "You spend way too much time with that cat. It's not normal."
Says the one who's chaining herself to a tree to try and save some twigs with legs I thought, but wisely kept this to myself. She might be a foot shorter than me and tied to a tree, but she still had her wand and she had a deadly aim.
"Bye." I said firmly, starting to walk off and leaving her to shout after me "Bird may love a fish, signore, but where will they live?"
Lily
Emma and Albus were just as bad as each other. Both of them were convinced that me and Scorpius Malfoy- of all people!- secretly liked each other.
I stared at my so-called best friend. "Em," I said impatiently "I haven't seen the guy in what? Five, six years? Plus, I hated him at Hogwarts."
She smiled and waggled her eyebrows knowingly. "There's a fine line between love and hate." She said condescendingly.
"But there's a pretty thick one between love and loathing, so I think I'll be ok." I retorted.
She wasn't listening to me anymore though. "Uh-oh." She said, scrambling to her feet and grabbing her bag. "Here comes trouble. Attractive trouble, but trouble nonetheless."
And with a wink she apparated, leaving me to face the music alone.
"LILY POTTER!"
Ah, I recognised that yell. It was the sound of Scorpius Malfoy's arrogant arse being handed to him on a plate in front of Arial Zabini in fourth year. It was the sound of Professor Longbottom's annoyed shouting after another loud row in the dining hall with our esteemed head boy. It was the sound of-
-a git who had the nerve to thrust some sort of legal document in my face while also being rude enough to look like a model as he did so. Bloody hell.
When did Scorpius get hot?
"Miss Potter, are you even listening to me?"
"Sorry," I said sweetly "I was distracted by the size of your head. I didn't think that it was possible for one to inflate that much, but there we go. You learn something new everyday."
"Get off the land now." He said flatly. "I'm not going to ask again: I will call security, and they will escort you off and we will press charges."
"Excuse me," I said indignantly. "Your father is going to demolish the habitat of thousands of bowtruckles-"Nothing wrong with a bit of embellishment "- without a second thought and for no valid reason. And you haven't asked me to leave once." I added.
There was a pause. Then he took a deep breath. "First of all, those trees were grown to be cut down. Second of all, you're trespassing on private property, so actually there's no need for me to be polite. And finally, I did ask you to leave, but you were to busy ogling me to listen."
"Ogling, ok." I snorted sceptically.
"Now, are you going to leave voluntarily or not?"
I didn't have a shred of doubt that the Malfoys wouldn't press charges. I just didn't care. I looked up at him and smirked. "Not."
Scorpius
I watched Lily Potter get manhandled by one of our big burly security men and forcefully ejected off the premises with little pleasure. She was only little- five foot two, if that- and Bryce looked simply too large to be holding her.
"Silly girl." Mother stood next to me, shaking her head. "Didn't she think we'd press charges because her brother is your friend, or because her father's Harry Potter?"
I turned away. "Lily Potter doesn't think, full stop." I told her bluntly.
Lily Potter had always been hot headed. She never paused to think; she just went ahead and did whatever popped into her head. Or said whatever random comment popped in there- it had been the reason for many detentions at school. She always raced ahead. She was so...so...attractive.
I realised that I couldn't stop thinking about her; that she'd been on my mind all day.
The last time I'd seen her was when Al and I had finished Hogwarts. She'd been a skinny little fifteen year old at the time. She's grown up...a lot. I'd tried to stay cool, but had probably just come across as arrogance. Albus always said that he'd first thought I was an arrogant git when he first met me- he didn't realise I was shy.
It had been difficult acting nonchalant around her earlier. I'd been able to see right down her shirt too, which hadn't been too distracting.
I groaned to myself and lay back on my bed. Why, why, why? I asked myself. This was Lily Potter, my friend's annoying kid sister, who'd I hated since I was about twelve! Why couldn't it be someone else? Why couldn't it be someone easy?
Well, I thought morosely. I suppose that's why they call them crushes. If the were easy they'd call them something else.