Authors Notes:
Dear readers,
Thank you for reading my story, hope you enjoy it as much as I liked writing it! First FanFic so plz be nice. I don't know what it is I just like Lily and Lysander.
R&R
Listening to: Sinners never sleep- You me at six
Lysander stared out of the window onto the Potters huge lawn. He ran his hand through his long messy brown, just like his fathers. Well that's what his mother always said. But he always knew he had his mothers eerily blue eyes. Twelve long ears had passed since his mother had died. Twelve years since then. Pictures formed in his minded of everything in his life.
He was five; his father had left him, his brother, Lorcan and his mother. Lysander remembered the look in her eyes. He swore that he would never have anything to do with him again, hence why his last name is Lovegood. Lysander Lovegood. His mother had been in the accident only moths after. Lysander remembered standing outside the Potter's manor house scared to death. Lorcan had been whisked off to live with there great aunt in the Netherlands.
That's how he found him self here in the house of the Potter's living with his god parents waiting for the rest of their family to arrive.
Lily's POV
It was the final meeting of the whole family before we all went back to school and work after the holidays.
Everyone was all ready here; Bill, Fleur, Victoria, Dominique, Louis, Ron, Hermione, Hugo, Rose, Percy, Audrey, Lucy, Molly, George, Angelina, Roxanne, Fred and, last but not least, Teddy.
My head turned around the room; in no time I knew who was missing. I dashed across the entrance, speed upstairs and across the hallways. I'd lived in this house for 17 years of my life and I still couldn't get to grips with how big it was! Up some more stairs and across some more hallways I reached Lysander's room. Ly had been everything to me since I could remember, we were best friend and in the same year at Hogwarts and the fact that we were about to start our last year together made the thought of it even more special.
I gently pushed the bedroom door open reviling Lysander stood by the window clearly deep in thought. I couldn't begin to imagine how hard this might be for him. It almost made me cry looking at his forgotten face.
I creped into his room and wrapped my arms around his waste and rested my head on his shoulder. All of my cousins said that we looked so cute together and that we acted like a couple.
Vomit. Lily Potter did not give in to love, whoever it might be.
Lysander had turned his head to face me. Nothing needed to be said, looking into his luminous blue eyes I was told everything I needed to know. I tried to smile comfortingly at him, but Ly just laughed and kissed my forehead, he always did this when her thought about his mother, not once in our seventeen years of friendship had I ever questioned this action.
He returned to face the window, and then there was silence for awhile until I turned to Lysander and said.
"Please come down," it was in such a fait whisper even I barely heard it. Ly looked at me again until he gave me a short nod. I took his hand and lead him to the door.
They were all eating when we went into the dining room. Still holding Lysander's hand, we sat at the far end of the table. Nobody spoke until, that is, my father eventually spoke up.
"Ginny dear, can you pass me the potatoes please?"
I quickly glanced at Ly, our eyes met. I grinned widely and soon we were all in fits of laughter and there were smiles all round and the party finally picked up.
Lysander and I sat in the drawing room rug next to the open fire, however it being the end of August the house was stuffy and hot but Lysander had bewitched it to send a cool breeze. It was late in the evening and all I really wanted to do was huddle into Lysander's chest and sleep. But then a thought hit me.
"Ly,"
"Humm,"
"We leave for Hogwarts tomorrow for the last time, ever,"
"I know," His eyes stared deeply into the fire not bothering to look at me. "I guess this is it then. Our last year inside those four oh-so-familiar walls. Wow! Gotta admit that went quick,"
"Yeah Ly, lets make this our year at Hogwarts, our year,"
Lysander's POV
Lily fell into a long graceful sleep on my lap. I looked at her. Her flaming red hair fell onto her face. Her hair was still short from were she had cut it off for a bet last term. I tenderly brushed it out of her face. I loved her hair I had never seen anybody with the same shade of red hair even after growing up with the Weasley's. Lily really didn't like her hair; she called it carroty and a 'Loathing moping mess'. But nothing Lily could say would ever stop me from believing that she is truly the most beautiful thing in my life.
The way her pale skin shone in the light, the way her green eyes were always looking, just looking. Lily always hated her height she said she was like a baby Giant. I loved her height, if she was a baby Giant I must have been a teenage Giant. But I knew what she meant we were always taller that the others in our year it made us different but I knew it would be okay because I had her and she had me.
But I had for about ten years been convincing myself that this was sisterly affection however I knew I couldn't kid my self for much longer. We were in our last year and soon we would be parting our ways and soon after she would be wrapped up is anything other than me. But I couldn't. Don't get me wrong Harry and Ginny loved me like a son, I think it might be because Harry knew how it felt to be rejected but the family you lived with but Lily was their daughter and I knew that they would stop at nothing to protect her, weather it meant hurting me or not.
I let out a loud sigh and was pulled back to reality. I gently lifted Lily from my lap, bridal style and carried her all the way through the Potter's house to Lily's room. I placed her on the bed and pulled her covers up.
"Good night, my love," I whispered in her ear them kissed her forehead.
I shut the door quietly behind me and crossed the hallway to my room.
Authors Notes:
Hoped you liked it! :D I'm open to all constructive criticism and I'd love suggestions for what could happen in the future!
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