Author's Note: Hi people! So, to start this chapter off, I want to say that this chapter has 'adult content' not like swearing, that's not really adult content, but, you know, actual adult content, as in, sex. So, I know even with my warning you will read it, but if you are all like 'eww they're having sex' don't say I didn't warn you. I'm not really writing out the whole thing though, don't worry. Also, I would really like you all to check out my website for these fanfiction stories here: .com/ because I worked on it very very hard and I hope you're satisfied with the "Stories" part of it. The summaries are extended, so you might like to read those to get an idea of what you'll expect from me in the future with this story, Us, and other stories like this. Yes, I do ship Lily/Lorcan. Yes I will be writing a story about them. Meanwhile, enjoy!

Chapter 2: Entice Me to Leave You

I walked alone through the deserted corridors, feeling the cold as if it was part of my body, hearing the noises that came from many nooks and crannies, unafraid, but only for this moment…

I woke up into my bed suddenly, my palms sweating as I tried to recall the details of my dream. I sighed in distress as I realized that I could remember none. Rolling onto my side, I turned the clock upwards from where it sat on my beside table, looking to see the time. It was one thirty in the morning.

"Come on…" I let out the words as an annoyed whisper and turned back over in my comfortable bed. I closed my eyes. Maybe now I will have more pleasant dreams… I thought as I drifted back into sleep.

-A+R+S-

I woke up to the sound of Lina yelling. "Oy, sleeping ugly! Wakey Wakey!" I groaned and buried my head in my soft pillow before it was yanked away from me. I turned to see a triumphant Lina holding my pillow. "You used that on me last year, payback." She said, referring to the 'wake-up line'.

"I was dreaming." I grumbled at her.

"Lina's sorry for disturbing you sex dreams about you prudish boyfriend Longbottom, aren't you Lina?" Abby called out from the shower. I squealed in indignant protest. Abby was not letting go of the fact that over the summer when I told Frank that I was, you know, ready, he said he believed in waiting till marriage, therefore embarrassing me. I felt around in my trunk for an outfit and pulled one on, pulling a brush hastily through my hair as I did.

"The fact that he believes in waiting until marriage doesn't mean he's a prude Abs!" I shrieked back to her as Lina chuckled appreciatively. I glared at her.

"Just because you lost your big V over the summer with James doesn't mean that you're all high and mighty now Joline!" I added to her. She stared at me in horror.

"You WHAT?" Gracie and Abby said in unison, the latter coming out from the bathroom. Gracie looked horrified in a way that made her petite face look cute, and Abby looked ecstatic that now she had a fellow non-virgin in our group(she had lost it to some Ravenclaw sixth year when she was in fifth).

"Why did you have to say that?" Lina groaned and I winced. Abby made a motion with her hand to tell them, and the look on her face added 'or die' to the statement. Lina sighed. "It just kind of... happened. I was over at the Potters for a dinner with Rose, we went up to his room, and we were talking. He was being so sweet that I just kissed him, then we started making out and, well..." she smiled slightly at the memory.

"Was he, you know, good?" Abby asked greedily.

"I think so." Lina whispered ashamedly.

"What do you mean, you think so?" Abby asked impatiently.

"I mean I have nothing to compare it to. But, yeah, I don't see how sex could get any better than that." she grinned again, and my heart twinged. It was true, I didn't need sex for love, but I doubted whether or not I actually loved Frank. True, he seemed like my soulmate sometimes, but others it seemed like there was something missing. Some kind of attraction, devotion, that didn't tie me to him.

"He must have been, from what I have heard about his kissing skills alone..." Abby said "And that's compared to S—" she stopped herself just in time, looking around uncomfortably. An uncomfortable feeling developed in my stomach.

"Compared to who?" I asked a guilty Abby. She looked at me desperately.

"I'm sorry! I should have told you when it happened, we just kind of, hooked up, and I... well... I just..." she wrung her hands guiltily like a small child caught stealing cookies.

"Abby SPILL." I said firmly.

"I slept with Scorpius!" she burst out, looking at me for forgiveness.

"You did WHAT?" I screamed.

"He was kind of down, and we hooked up and then one thing led to another, and... please don't be angry with me!" she begged. I advanced on her.

"Let me get this straight. Scorpius seemed sad, so you decided, what better to cheer him up than sex?" I screamed at my friend. She cringed backwards. I was too mad to register her apologies, never had I realized how slutty my friend was until that moment. "You are such a slut sometimes Abby!" I stormed out of the dorm in a rage, went down the staircase, then stormed up another staircase, finally reaching the boys dormitories. I barged into it without knocking, finding all the boys sound asleep. Perfect.

I walked silently over to Scorpius' four poster bed where he was sleeping soundly. Casting a silencing spell around the bed, I flicked my wand and thought 'Levicorpus'. A strangled yell sounded as a notification that my spell had worked. I opened the I could see the now-upside-down-in-mid-air-Scorpius-Malfoy, while his dorm mates continued to sleep soundly.

"What the bloody hell are you doing Rose?" Scorpius whispered as I sat on his bed across from his upside-down face.

"There's no reason to whisper, there's a silencing charm," I said in a normal voice, and Scorpius shuddered, as if I had added 'there's no one to hear you scream'.

"What is this about?" He said in a resigned voice as his head continued to turn redder. As if realizing this, he said, "Can you please put me down?" I flicked my wand and he fell on a heap of sheets, straightening up immediately.

"Abby." I answered, wondering how long it would take him to catch on. Very fast, it appeared.

"Oh, that." he said resignedly, ruffling his blond hair in a tired way.

"Yeah, that. When were you planning to tell me that you slept with one of my roommates? Just another one of your twenty or something, right?" I said indignantly, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"Who knows, maybe I've slept with more than one of your roommates?" he said and winked seductively, which earned him a slap over the head.

"Well, I know you haven't slept with Amber or Riley because I would have heard about it for weeks on end afterward. I know that Gracie is still a virgin like me, and Lina lost it with James over the summer, and she would never do it with you anyway." I said impatiently, unknowingly giving a whole lot of information to him.

"Wow, I could make some nasty rumors out of all that." Scorpius said jokingly, and I tried to hit him again. He dodged. "So, for one, Lina lost it to James this summer?" I nodded dully, I should probably go yelling it to the whole school, I might as well at this rate.

"And Gracie is a virgin. I thought she'd have lost it by now, all the guys that have the hots for her you know." Saying this, his eyes trailed over Al's bed, and my eyes followed his.

"You don't believe that he doesn't like her anymore either, then?" I asked Scorpius, looking at Al's sleeping form sadly.

"Nah, he doesn't make much effort hiding it, does he?" Scorpius, said then looked back at me. "Enough with that. What about you? You're still a virgin too." His piercing gaze met mine, speaking for itself and saying something along the lines of 'Longbottom'. I looked away, a slight blush creeping over my cheeks.

"He wants to wait." I said, still not looking at Scorpius.

"And you want to." Scorpius said flatly, no tone or emotion in his voice. "Prude." He muttered under his breath.

"Scorpius!"

"Sorry, sorry."

"I just don't want her to be one of your many girls you've slept with." I said, and Scorpius looked surprised.

"You know, I haven't actually slept with many girls, only two or three." he said, ruffling his hair.

"But Al said—"

"It's somewhat of a joke with me and Al, you know. How many girls I've slept with. It's mainly because— and I shouldn't really be telling you this— but Al hasn't slept with anyone yet."

"Anyway, that's not what we were talking about. We were talking about Abby and you and your little 'hook-up'." I said to him, trying to hide my surprise on the matter.

"I just don't really get why it bothers you."

"It doesn't, I'd just like it if you told me, so I wouldn't have to find out this way." I said lightly. "And maybe when you're 'down' next time you could talk to me or Al or someone, not have sex."

"'Kay Rosie. Next time you storm into my dormitories though, please wake me up before you hang me upside-down in the air from my ankle."

"I might keep that it mind for next time." I said, sliding off his bed and taking the silencing charm off his bed.

"You'll be the death of me Rose Weasley!" He yelled after me, and, because I had conveniently forgot to tell him about the lifting of the charm, waking his dorm mates in the process, a fact that they were far from happy about. Merlin I love torturing him.

-A+R+S-

Dear James,

So far life is boring back at Hogwarts. Dull without you, I have to admit, but I hate expanding your ego even bigger than it already is. How're the Auror tests going? Are they as bad as your dad told me from when he took them? Hopefully not. I can think of one thing that is drama-full being back here: Abigail and Gracie and— as far as I've heard from Rosie— Scorpius too, know about summer. As in, our summer. As in, summer night in your room when we came over to your house. Get the gist? I'm still waiting for Rosie to dump Frank and go for Scorpius, she has even said that she doesn't think she loves him, that they're something missing. Something missing. Someone missing. God, she's clueless, she really is. Apparently, Longbottom still wants to wait 'till marriage. She's got to be fed up with his boy scout act by now. I know I would be. Missing you greatly.

All my love,

Lina

I re-read the letter to James, sighing as I came to the last line. I did miss James greatly, so much. I missed his laugh, his amber eyes, the messy disarray that was his hair, the taste of his lips on mine. It was love. I had told him so over the summer, but come to that conclusion much before. I remembered our "conversation".

*Flashback to summer*

"Hi Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, Hugo. Hey Rose, Lina." Al said as he opened the door to our arrival, welcoming us inside. I nodded my greeting to Al and Lily, looking past them to see James in the doorway. He bounded up to me, kissing me on the lips and whispering 'hi' on them, then putting his arms around me. Al groaned loudly as Lily giggled along with Rose.

"Dinner will be in a few hours, so make yourselves busy." Hermione said to us, and we scurried upstairs. Al, Lily, and Rose headed towards Al's room, but I waved their invitations to join them away and followed James to his room. When we reached it he shut the door behind us and claimed my lips in his. I didn't protest, backing up to a wall and letting him press me up against it. He kissed me softly but passionately, and my mouth was begging for more.

I deepened the kiss, putting my hand on his neck, pulling his body closer to mine. His lips traveled, lowering to my neck and my collar bone. I gasped as he nipped me, my hands pressing against the wood of the wall. He traveled back up to my face, moving from my cheek to my lips, kissing each inch of skin softly. I found the edge of his shirt and pulled it up, over his head, revealing his muscles.

He kissed the base of my neck again and I groaned, my muscles tensing. He moved lower over my breasts, kissing lower. I felt his hair and ruffled it, running my hands through it. He moved back up to my neck, then to my mouth, kissing passionately. I pulled my shirt over my head, revealing my bra. He pulled his mouth back.

"Are you sure Lina?" He asked hesitantly, looking at my exposed skin reluctantly.

"Never surer." I said to him, breathing heavily. "I love you, I really do."

"I love you too." he said, kissing me sweetly.

"What about protection?" I said, remembering suddenly.

"I got it. Thought I might get lucky." he said, and I shook my head and let him continue to kiss me.

I lay in James' bed with him breathing hard next to me. A knock sounded on the door, and it opened to reveal Rose in the doorway.

"Aunt Ginny and Mum told me to get you for dinner, so—" Rose started, then stopped mid-sentence as she saw our naked state. She turned a dark shade of red and closed the door back after her. Through the door she said: "So you might want to get dressed and come down." I groaned and rolled out of James' bed and onto the floor. James laughed.

"She hasn't done it yet, has she?" he asked with an amused smile. I shook my head as I retrieved my underclothes.

"Frank wants to wait till marriage." I said flatly.

"Prude, that's what the boy is." James muttered. I hit him with my jeans and he winced.

*End of the flashback*

I smiled to myself as I remembered the scene. James was probably the only cousin or relative on the earth who actually thought that their cousin or relative should even be looked at by guys until their thirties. That was one of the things I loved about him, he wasn't really the jealous type, well, at least once he's with someone.

-A+R+S-

I walked down the empty corridor, heading towards lunch, my stomach rumbling. Suddenly, I stumbled, falling onto the hard stone floor and bumping my head. My bag spilled open, books flying across the floor.

"Need help?" said a voice that I knew too well from above me. I looked up into the smirking face of Philippe Nott, who had extended an untrustworthy hand to lift me off the ground.

"Not from you. I thought you were going to stop acting like some psycho stalker and leave me alone." I scowled at him, gathering my books from around me and putting them back into my bag.

"Ah, alas, you thought I was going to leave forever? No, only over the summer. Nothing could entice me to leave you forever." his slimy voice said cunningly, running a hand over my bare shoulder from where the strap of my top had fallen. I shivered at the touch, then pulled my strap back to its normal position.

"Leave me alone Nott." I said steely, picking up my bag and standing up, avoiding his malicious black eyes at all costs. Just as I was dusting myself off, Frank turned the corner and caught sight of me.

"Hey, I was looking for you!" he said, running over. He spotted Nott and looked wary. He looked back at my bedraggled appearance. "Did you slip?"

"Yeah. But it's fine." I said to Frank, internally begging him to leave the subject alone. Then he spoke to Nott.

"Why are you here Nott?"

"Helping your clumsy girlfriend get her stuff back together." Nott sneered, and I angered. With a half glance at me and a cunning sparkle in his black eyes, he added, "Be careful, Longbottom. She might just slip—" here he grinned maliciously. "out of your grasp sometime soon." With that he turned away and walked confidently back the way he had come to the Great Hall for lunch.

"You okay?" Frank asked me anxiously as we made our way into the Great Hall.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's fine." I said distantly.

"Be careful then. Wouldn't want to have another run in with that guy. He gives me the creeps, something about him just isn't right." Frank said seriously, and I nodded, kissing him quickly and heading over to the Gryffindor table as he headed over to the Hufflepuff one.

I sighed and sat down at my table, feeling as if I was lying to him. The truth was not much easier to take in though, just the fact that Nott was following me around gave me the creeps. I felt his gaze burning into me from the Slytherin table, and I cringed. I wasn't scared of the boy just because he was a year older than me, much bigger, and with considerable muscles, I was scared of his mental capacity. Nott was the type of person who was evil, but not in the evil henchman sort of way. That was the thing that scared me, Nott could formulate a plan, he could understand things as well as I could, and he knew just how to scare me.

If someone barreling towards you with a wand in hand scares you, it is nothing compared to the fear you feel if you know that there is something lurking in the shadows, someone out to get you. The fear paralyzes you, the fear of knowing that someone is always watching you and you cannot do a thing about it. Every night before I go to bed, I feel as if I will never wake up tomorrow, that someone will kill me in my sleep or something. No, I'm being stupid. But then again, his words sounded in my head. Nothing could entice me to leave you forever...