Okay, so if you haven't noticed, I totally adore this pairing. So sorry if Scor/Lily stories get old, but they're just so perfect for each other! This is going to be a small series of like one-shot drabbles I think, but maybe not, I dunno. Enjoy, and remember I DON'T OWN THE STORY THIS IS BASED OFF.
I knew there was a reason I love coming to the Potter's for Christmas, beside spending it with Al.
"Hey Scorp, James and I've gotta do some last minute shopping. Care to come?" Al says.
"Nah, I'll stay with Lily," I respond, glancing up from the issue of Which Broomstick? I'm reading.
"Alright, Mum and Dad are at Ron and Hermione's for the evening," Al disappears, and a few minutes later I hear the door slam shut and the car drive away as the brothers head to London.
It is rather difficult, hiding a romance from one's best friend with said best friend's sister. But we manage. We steal away whatever time we can, like now for instance.
Creeping down the stairs, I wonder why they would even consider leaving Lily alone, especially on Christmas Eve. So much could go wrong. For one, she would most definitely go overboard with the decorations. For another, who would help her reach the top of the tree?
Which is precisely what she is doing now. So intent on her work, she fails to notice me sneaking up behind her.
I silently watch for a moment or too as she stretches on her toes to place the ornament at the top. She's not very tall, Lily. Petite. But curvy. I take pity on her and silently sidle forward, placing my hands on her round arse.
"Hey!" she whirls around and relaxes slightly when she sees it's me.
"Need a little help?" I whisper softly in her ear and she laughs like bells as I lift her up so she can reach.
"Put me down!" she shrieks as I sling her over my shoulder fireman style.
"Don't think I will," I say, spinning her around.
She wraps her legs around my waist, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on my lips. Well she intends it to be soft, but I kiss her back with more passion than before. I set her down on the couch, my fingers sliding to her shirt, and undoing the buttons, revealing a striped bra.
"Scorpius!" she screams with laughter as I suck on her neck. Running my fingers beneath her ribcage, I chuckle as she squirms and laughs beneath me.
"Lily Luna Potter, the things you do to me," I growl, biting down on her bottom lip. A moan escapes her mouth and a shudder runs straight from her body into mine.
Just then, we hear the door open. Before I know what's happened, she's dashing up the stairs, and I'm lounging on the couch.
That's only one reason I love redheads.