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Disclaimer: As mush as I want to I don't own Harry Potter, its J.K Rowling's. I only own my OC...

Chapter 1

Ginny poked Harry wake as the baby monitor told her that Lily was up again with bad dreams.

"Hmm," Mumbled Harry half awake.

"Its your turn, dear," Ginny responded before rolling over and slipping back into sleep.

Harry grabbed a robe and groggily walked into Lily's room. "sshhhh, you'll wake mommy," Harry whispered as she climbed into his outstretched arms, "what is wrong dear? Did you have a bad dream?"

"Daddy!" was all the poor three year old sobbed into his shoulder.

"Want to come sleep with mommy and daddy?" he offered. Lily had always loved to sleep with her parents. She loved the safety and comfort she felt from being in between them, the two most accomplished wizards of their generation.

She nodded into his shoulder. He put her down between them and Ginny rolled over and embraced the little girl affectionately, who returned the hug with as much love. Harry smiled down at his two favorite girls, "I love you," he said smiling down at them. Ginny leaned over and kissed him in response. Lily giggled, "do you find this funny, being between us, squirt?" Harry played as he tickled her. She loved the nickname her dad had given her. Only he was allowed to use it though, and mommy, though she preferred, 'monkey' or 'silly'.

That had been 9 years ago and I wondered why that memory leapt to me while I slept. It was strange, they had suspected even then that I was a seer back then. Even now it isn't common knowledge. I don't need anymore attention for being the last of a dying kind, I have enough being the daughter of the 'chosen-one' and the top player for the holy harpies. I got enough public pressure to be great already.

But I let it go as I suddenly remembered why today was so special, I'm going to Hogwarts! As I curled my hair, did my make-up and brushed my teeth I thought of all my memories there.

"Squirt! You have 5 minutes to get down here or we will be late!" called James. Unlike his namesake, James was kind and thoughtful, though notoriously impatient. He was also very much a woman's man, but he was VERY faithful to his long time girlfriend Alice Longbottom. She was sweet and pretty and her and James had been dating for 4 months, though mum and dad knew nothing of it. It was James seventh year and he was pretty protective of Album and I. Even my little sister Katrina, who was only 3 had often gotten lectured by James for 'not being safe enough'.

I cleared my head as I grabbed my toast and ran into the living room to floo to Kings Cross Station. "Everyone got everything?" Ginny checked, fixing James shirt and smoothing Albus's hair. "we are good dear," Harry responded soothingly.

I kissed my parents farewell and pecked my sister Katrina's cheek. "bye!" I waved as I hooped aboard the train. Up and down the train I searched for my cousins and eventually I decided to just take an empty one. "Lily! You look great by the way," Marcus Thomas smiled his goofy grin as he appeared in the doorway of my comparement. "Can I sit here?"

"Sure, go ahead."

Just as I responded in walked Mia, his twin. "Lily, how are you? You look gorgeous!" Mia exclaimed, I blushed not used to so many compliments at once. We Qingdao key embraced and started to catch on each since the last time we saw each other during the summer. Mia and I were best friends, and had been ever since 1st year. Wow, was first year really 4 years ago? Were we really 5th years?!

My friendship with Mia was probably what kept me from doing anything about my feelings for Marcus. Sure, I knew he was the biggest womanizer that this school will ever see, but..well... he was attractive, and funny, and dashing, and charming.

I excused myself to go find my cousin and use the loo when someone bumped my shoulder, in the background I barely registered repeated apologies. I turned ready to rebuke them, but when I faced the culprit I bit my tongue as I looked into the guilty eyes of a girl much smaller than me with chestnut brown hair that reminded me of pasta. Her hair was wavy and a mix of brown and blonde, but the most stunning part of her was her brilliant blue eyes. They were clear and obviously beautiful. I cleared my throat and said, "its okay, would you like to sit with me in my compartment? I don't think we have ever met."

I ooften my best smile, thinking smugly that it would've done even Grandpa James proud. The girl smiled a little shyly and said, "Aeonna."

I returned the smile, "Lily, Lily Potter."

As we walked into the compartment laughing over a small joke she had said, I realized that Rose was sitting talking with Mia. Marcus was reading his book and looked up when they entered. "Hey, this is Aeonna, Aeonna this is Marcus a friend of mine."

"Nice to meet you," Marcus stuck his hand out as he smiled genuinely

"You too," Aeonna said shyly with a blush creeping up her face.

"So, you look like a fifth year, but I don't think I've ever seen you. What houses?"

Mia and Rose exchanged a look that I knew was meant to say, what he really means is I haven't slept with you aND your gorgeous, how did I miss you?!

A confused look past her delicate features, "No, I'm new... I just got sorted.. um, uh, gryffindor I think."

"Us too! I know we will be great friends! I'll help you get the hang of things if you want," I gave her a big smile.

"Lily, can I talk to you outside, please?" Marcus looked at me pleadingly. Wonder what's up, Lily mused. "Sure."

As soon as we were outside he pulled me into to a broom cupboard. Who knew trains had broom cupboards?

He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me closer to him. He looked into my eyes and then kissed me. You know how you here about those long, tender first kisses? This wasn't one of those, this was hungry and desperate. His tongue pushed against my lips and I granted him access. He started exploring as I got goosebumps all up and down my body. He pushed me against the wall, working on getting my shirt off. I pulled away so he could get it off my head. "Lily," my name sounded so much better when he was saying it in that gentle whisper. I had never done something like this before and the speed everything was going at was probably why my actions were based on feelings instead of reason. Heck if reasons been keeping me from doing this, than everyone one should rely on feelings!

"Marcus, dear, shouldn't we slow down,"

"I don't want to, you have a big cup size my dear," he looked down and cupped my breasts. He started to work them with his fingers.

I blushed, totally embarrassed by his previous comment and he kissed my neck while fumbling trying to take off my bra. Suddenly I felt his tongue on my breast and I crouched so it was now on my lips. I chewed his bottom lip and he suddenly attacked with his tongue exploring ever crevice of my mouth. He wouldn't be distracted though, as soon as he was down there he worked his way down my neck, back to my breast. "Marcus, stop please," I pleaded gently. He ignored me.

A little more sternly I said, "Stop, Marcus, just kissing till you make a commitment."

"I commit to love you," he looked up at me. My gaze told him that wasn't enough, so he got down on one knee and said, "Lily Luna Potter, will you go out with me?"

I laugh and say, "that's better, yes, of course I will."

"Now can I get back to what I was doing?"

I shake my heads at him and whisper, "No. this is a new thing to both of us and I don't want to rush in."

He sighs and kisses me again, I kiss him back with just as much passion. We should get back. I sigh as I feel his bare skin against my chest. When did he take his shirt off?

"we should get back, the others will be wondering."

I start fumbling with my bra and his arms twirl up to it and fold it in place while I start do the clasps. He takes advantage of the situation and starts kneading my breasts. "stop," I was annoyed at his immaturity. "Look you give me a good shag and I'll be your boyfriend for a couple of weeks, ok?"

"No what! What is up with you?!"

"Listen, you know I don't do commitment, but your totally hot and I could probaby get a few good shags out of you before Jâmes finds out."

The brimming tears in my eyes were starting to spill over, "so as long as I'm sleeping with you, you'll date me?"

He nodded nonchalantly.

I ran into the compartment, expecting to spill the whole story out to my two best friends. Except when I came in Rose and Mia were no where to be seen. An unexpected figure leaning over a book reading, though in the corner. Crap, I forgot about Aeonna. Where is Rose? And Mia? Surely it is to early for Scorpious and Rose to be hitting the broom cupboards. What about Mia? She broke up with her boyfriend... didn't she?

"Are you okay?"

She must have been staring at me while I thought because she closed her book and scooted closser, putting a hand on mine with a sympathetic look on her face. No waam I telling an alalmost complete stranger that one of my closest friends just tried to force himself on me!

"Marcus tried to sleep with me and I said no but he just kept going," I was blushing scarlet red and at this point I was sobbing, my breaths raged and uncontrolled. I hurried my face in my hands and the tears flowed down my face and the n into my lap. Aeonna scooted closer and started rubbing soothing circles on my back. I couldn't even form coherent thoughts or sentences, just broken "an-and I-I-I thought I loved him! He see-eemed so trustworthy and gr-great, ha know?!"

She didn't say anything, but somehow through my broken words, she managed to catch up with the urgent situation. She didn't say I'm so sorry or Shh or it will be okay, and I appreciated that. I don't understand what aamazing gift she was given, but she seemed to understand EXACTLY what I was feeling without me saying anything.

"This is not your fault, don't blame yourself. He's obviously an asshole, and you don't have to tell anyone about this. Its a good thing you told him no, if that's how you felt. Nothing you did or said excuses his actions. If you said no, he should've stopped. I'll help you try and stay away from him," she advised as she looked me in the eye," Trust me, I know how it is. You want to blame yourself and for a while you just want to give them a second chance, you want to believe anything but the truth. Believe this, he forced himself on you, not the other way around im here if you need a shoulder to cry on."

I hugged her, "thanks, I really appreciate it." I just told someone I've known for a total of 1 hour my most embarrassing and private secret, I thought with a dull dread, but for some reason it didn't bother me nearly as much as I would've thought. I'm going crazy, that's the only logical explanation.

I chuckled softly at the irony as I watched the countryside pass outside the train window.