Lily opened her eyes blearily. Her alarm clock read one-forty. The fourth-year Gryffindor girls' dormitory was quiet and dark. Lily groaned. Her dry throat and headache signified the beginnings of the flu. She slipped out of bed and padded downstairs for some water.

The common room looked eerie in the moonlight. Shuddering, she turned on a lamp. Its brightness made her feel a little better. She took a sip of water slowly. It ran over her throat, soothing most of the pain. Her head cleared a little. She set down the pitcher and started to head upstairs.

"Hello, Lily," a soft voiced breathed. Lily held back a strangled scream as a tall figure strode into view.

"Scorpius?" she whispered. "What are you doing here?"

"Rose gave me the password," Scorpius Malfoy said carelessly. "Honestly, that girl's stupid enough to do anything after a bit of charm and dirty talking on my part."

"Don't talk about my cousin that way!" Lily said. He was coming closer and closer now. Suddenly, Lily grew extra aware of the thin nightdress she was wearing. Scorpius seemed to sense her discomfort. He smirked.

"Well, it is the truth," he said. "She thinks I'm interested in her. Ha! Even a blind troll wouldn't want someone like her."

"Stop talking about Rose!" Lily insisted. She wasn't wearing a bra, and although her breasts weren't the most developed, they were big enough to be seen under the thin fabric.

"Good idea. That fool isn't worth my time." His grey eyes roamed down her body. Lily crossed her arms. Scorpius chuckled.

"You, on the other hand, though. You're cute," he said thoughtfully. A slender finger raised her chin. Lily let out an involuntary squeak, and blushed.

"What do you want, Scorpius?" she asked shakily. "I'll—I'll tell James!"

Scorpius raised a blonde eyebrow. "And what exactly is he going to do to me?"

"And he'll tell Dad!" Lily said frantically. "He'll get you in trouble for touching me!"

"James is not going to tell your father, because you are not going to say anything to him," Scorpius said. "Are all you Potters this annoying?"

"Hey!" she protested. Her back hit the wall. She hadn't realized that he had been pushing her back, little by little. And now she was trapped.

"You're so delicate," Scorpius whispered. "Like a little doll."

Lily drew in a shaky breath. There was a strange wetness gathering between her legs, something she had never felt before. And her nipples were standing up, too. The hardness brushed the fabric of her nightgown, a curious sensation.

"You're definitely worth my time," he decided. He took her face in his hands, studying her. Lily's lashes fluttered; her heartbeat increased. What he going to kiss her? she wondered. The idea made her grow strangely excited.

To her disappointment, he dropped his hands. "But not now," he said to himself. "It's too early."

"What's too early?" Lily dared to ask.

Scorpius smiled at her but didn't answer her question. "Goodbye, Lily. I'll see you next time."

He waved his wand, and the common room abruptly grew dark again. Lily whimpered. When she opened her eyes again, he was gone. Lily slowly returned to her dormitory, rubbing her nipples gently. Scorpius appeared throughout her dreams that night, and the next night, and the night after that. Soon, she even dared to feel between her legs at the sensitive flesh there.

Then, over the summer, she one day discovered that her breasts had grown heavier, and suddenly all the blokes were flocking to her. She never dated anyone, though. Lily was a girl of her word, and she held Scorpius Malfoy to his: she will see him next time.


Author's Note: And that's how Lily Luna lost her innocence.

Lately, I've been reading some smut because, well, I'm a horny seventeen-year-old girl on summer break. Can anyone explain to me what some of the terms (like lemons, etc.) are? I'm rather confused about those ;-;

Tammy