In the Dark

Summary: Ever since fourth year Lily Potter has been able to keep her friendship with Scorpius Malfoy in the dark with relative ease. But what happens when they start hiding something more than just friendship? L/S -second gen- R&R

Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own Harry Potter, it belongs to JKR.

We're one mistake for being together
But let's not ask why it's not right
You won't be seventeen forever
And we can get away with this tonight

~17 forever, Metro Station

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Lily Potter-fourth year

Prologue: When one door closes, another opens.

My flaming auburn hair whipped against my face and delicate shivers were running through my goose bump ridden body. I didn't care that I was about to freeze my butt off and most likely have a killer cold for the next week; the adrenaline pumping through my veins was doing a good job of clouding any thoughts of being sane. Hesitation was lacing my movements as I wandered forward, the foreboding crash of the waves serving as a constant reminder of what was to come. But I refused to falter.

"C'mon Lil, your not chickening out on us are you?" I recognized the jeering voice immediately as Connor Reed from Hufflepuff. I resisted the urge to laugh; the mere idea of me "chickening" out was ridiculous. But then again Connor never had been the brightest bulb in the box…

"Me, chicken out...Never!" I twirled slightly trying to appear confident, my voice ringing through the night. I peeled my t-shirt of my body and threw it to the side, I couldn't be sure if it was the spray of icy water or my own perspiration that had drenched it so. Unperturbed by the fact that I was wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of shorts and my favourite bra, a get up that exposed a tad more skin that I would have normally been comfortable in. But then again this wasn't exactly a normal situation. Most people would be happily situated in the warm common room at this hour, fighting over who gets the best chair and who gets to sit next to the fire. Most people wouldn't be about to do something so extremely stupid, say, like jumping into a freezing lake in the middle of winter with nothing but her undergarments on.

"Hurry up, Lily, it's freezing out here!" Whined Melissa Colbert, I rolled my eyes. I swear her life revolves around everyone else revolving around her. She was one of those typical girls with blonde hair and perfect tans that spoke in such girlish, high squeals that it took every ounce of your self control not to block your eyes or check if the windows were still in tact.

"Jeez, Mel, at least you have more than one of layer clothing on, which is more than I can say about me" Satisfaction began to spread through my body as I heard the delighted sniggers of the male party. I didn't care that my comment had most likely planted a series of indecent thoughts in the guy's heads; it was worth it to steal the limelight from Melissa, even if it was just for a moment. Besides, the whole point I was here was to prove that I was "It girl" material and I could move up from the "B list" to the "A list".

"It's not like you would be able to see it, guys, in case you haven't noticed its dark" Melissa said, in a failed to attempt to get back into the spot light. Lowering her voice in a mock whisper she continued changing her method of attack "And from what I hear it's not much to see anyway" Not feeling like a cat fight I ignored her quip but secretly I was fuming. How dare her, its not like it wasn't common knowledge that 90% of the guys in our year had seen her naked. It was hypocrisy at its peak.

"A fresh face is always good though, especially since yours is getting a bit old, Mel" It was clear that Connor's jibe was referring to regions far below the face and jeers erupted from the crowd. In an effort of extreme will power I kept my mouth clamped shut and not to join in with tittering that was being emitted from the flock of girls who had come to witness my sky rocket to awesomeness.

Thanks to my amazing talent at procrastinating I had managed to put of jumping into the lake for an extra ten minutes than the average person would have been able to get away with, but sensing a come back I decided against sticking around for the awkward turn this conversation had taken. Because as utterly 'delightful' as the prospect of listening to guys debating whether I was going to Hogwarts next great whore sounded, I really wasn't in the mood to overhear the eternal argument concerning who had the larger cup size out Melissa and me. So I did the only thing an utterly insane red-head could do and flung myself into the ominous, icy depths of the lake.

I had been in the lake before of course but usually when the temperature wasn't subzero. But this was…this was agony; the icy waves were fire against my skin setting my body into panic overdrive. It was so cold that I half expected to solidify into an ice cube at any moment. I would have preferred to have stayed on the outer circle than spend one more second in this freezing nightmare, hell I would rather be the biggest loner Hogwarts had ever seen if it meant I could be safely situated in the much coveted seat by the fire.

It was only when my lungs began to burn in desperation and black circles began obscuring my vision that realization struck. No one was coming to rescue me, they seriously didn't care. They must have noticed by now that my head hadn't broken the surface and that I was obviously still stuck under the current. My eyelids suddenly weighed several tonnes and it took all the strength I had left crammed in my body to keep them open. It was impossible to know if I was crying or not but sorrow was defiantly overwhelming me. This was it. I was honestly going to drown and my so called friends didn't give a damn. In fact I could imagine Melissa's smug grin right now, one less threat to her throne. They were probably all laughing at me now…maybe it would be better to die…at least I would have to live to hear the taunting. I didn't have the strength anymore to hold my eyelids open and gradually I let the blackness consume me.

I was vaguely aware in my disorientated state that I was no longer underwater. I would have smiled as my lungs rejoiced but I couldn't move a muscle, shock was keeping me stock still. My body was shaking whether in astonishment or simply because I was still freezing cold I would never know nor would I ever care. All that mattered was the fact that I was alive. Relief was replacing the initial shock at alarming rate, by some miracle I was still here, still breathing, still able to live. And then I laughed uncontrollably, relief sending me into an unstoppable euphoria.

Out of nowhere a pair of hands grabbed my shoulders wrenching me upright as if I was a doll. My eyes flew open in alarm and I could just make out the silhouette of my saviour. I couldn't recognize them as anyone from before and with a jolt it hit me...a complete stranger has conquered the icy depths for me, yet my own "friends" didn't give a hoot. More so, I just completely abolished any chance of ever being included in with the popular crowd. I was going to never live this down; I was doomed to be on the "B list" for eternity, known forever as the girl who had been defeated by the lake. The mere thought made me cringe.

"Hey, are you ok?" The stranger murmured gently releasing the firm grip he had on my shoulders. He reached forward and brushed aside the strands of hair that were clinging to my sopping face. Every single emotion I had been repressing up to this moment was let loose, like a bomb exploding. A mix of relief, joy, sadness, shock and fear pumped through my veins. Tears streamed down my face in response to the tidal wave of emotions crashing through me.

To my immense surprise my saviour wrapped his arms around me and in what I guessed was supposed to be a soothing motion. But to me it was mortifying. Not only had I looked like the biggest idiot ever almost drowning in the lake but now he had to witness me blubbering like a freaking two year old. Oh yeah and how I could forget I was practically naked. Joy. But no matter how hard I tried couldn't stop the sobs from escaping and my bodies frantic trembling. So he just kept on holding me, whispering the occasional "It's ok" into my ear and running his hands up and down my back.

Eventually my body decided to co-operate with me and as soon as I was absolutely positive I wasn't going to break down again I pulled away muttering a series off inaudible thankyous. Curiosity was tainting my desire to simply flee in the hope that the stranger would forget about this night. Because I knew I would always regret it if I left now, never knowing who had saved me.

"Who are you?" The words escaped me before I could put a stop to them and I grimaced, it wasn't the first time my mouth had betrayed me.

"I'm Scorpius Malfoy" I glanced up in alarm and I could just make out a smirk playing on his lips.

Oh god, I hated Lily so much in this chapter…so shallow...it makes me cringe. Never fear, this will be the last time EVER she will be portrayed in such a light.

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