Author's Notes: This is a responce to the "My First Kiss" Challenge, but thenewkait. It will be seven chapters and focuses on Lily and Lysander.
I do not own Harry Potter, or anything that you recognize in his very magical world.
Lysander stared into his hands. He could see the little lines of light peeking through his fingers, and he liked the way that the sun made his skin light up bright and red around the edges of each finger. He made sure not to peek though, Lysander Scamander was no cheater. Although he never actually counted, he thought it was pretty much useless. He just always waited until he couldn't hear anymore movement and then a few more minutes before calling out.
"Ready or not Lily, here I come!" He hollered at the top of his little lungs, dropping his hands from his face and letting the blinding light of the sun attack his vision. He grinned, looking around his mother's garden. He knew all of Lily's favorite hiding spots, so it shouldn't take very long for him to find her, that was part of the reason that he loved this game so much, he always won. He trotted through the pathway towards the little bridge that his mother had built to go over the little plimpy creek at the back of their property. He was almost sure that Lily would be under the bridge making a mess of her pretty dress. Aunt Ginny always got so mad when Lily hid under the bridge, but Lysander loved it when Lily decided to hide there, because they could run through the little creek together splashing.
Lysander stomped his feet really hard as he ran over the bridge, making sure to let Lily know he had practically found her, before he hung his head over the edge of it, to find that she wasn't there.
Hmm... That's interesting. He thought to himself. I was positive she would be there.
He stood back up and looked around him, a look of confusion on his face, until he heard a fit of muffled giggling. He looked in the direction that the giggling had come from and didn't see anything, unless... Lysander creeped a little closer to the sound and heard an intake of breath. Upon further inspection he spotted the very tips of a pair of shiny black Mary Jane's sticking out of one of his mother's rose bushes. He grinned and tagged one of those Mary Jane's.
"Got you Lily!" He exclaimed, proud of himself. Lily huffed and wiggled out of the bush, righting herself before putting her little hands on her hips and stomping her foot at him, a little dent forming on her brow.
"That is no fair Lysander Scamander and you know it!" Lily stated, glaring at him.
"It is too Lily Potter!" He exclaimed.
"It is not, you always win seeking, you already knew my hiding spot. Besides, you wouldn't have found me so quickly if I hadn't laughed at you!" She insisted. Lysander grinned.
"Okay fine." He amended. "You can pick the next game." He decided, and Lily smiled.
"Really?" She asked, dropping her hands from her hips.
"Sure." He shrugged. "But nothing too girly, promise?" He asked. Lily nodded quickly before taking on a contemplative look and wiggling her nose a little.
"Okay..." she started, "We should play house." She decided. Lysander grimaced.
"Fine, who am I?" He asked.
"Well naturally you would be the Daddy." She stated, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "And that means I have to be the Mommy. So wait right here and I'll go get my dolly so that there's a baby. Maybe Lorcan will come play the brother!" She said excitedly.
"Okay." Lysander agreed hesistantly. "Wait!" He said when she made to run to the house. Lily turned around and came back to him.
"What?" She asked curiously. Then before she knew it, Lysander had leaned over and planted a kiss right on her lips. Lily looked so shocked for a minute, Lysander thought it was almost funny, but he was shocked himself.
"Why did you do that?" Lily asked after a moment, rubbing her mouth furiously and backing away from him.
"Well... Daddy's always kiss the Mommy's..." He said, still not remembering why he had decided to kiss her, but laughing all the same.
"Yeah, in REAL life." Lily screamed, before throwing her arms up in the air and running away yelling.
"Daddy! Daddy!" He heard her yelling and he laughed to himself. Why had he kissed her?
"What is it Lily?" He heard Lily's father, Uncle Harry ask.
"Lysander kissed me!" Lily screamed shrilly. Lysander flinched and there was a momentary pause before an estranged 'WHAT?' and Lysander bolted, heading back towards the rose bush that Lily had just been hiding in.