A/N: Thank you to LaughingAngelsGibberish for the wonderful review! Also thank you to those who have read, and a special thank you to those who have put this story on alert.

It had been a week since school had started, and everyone was shocked that Lily Potter and Sebastian Malfoy had not killed each other. There all sorts of rumors going around Hogwarts. Some thought they were secretly shagging, others thought they were actually dating, while some put money on when they thought the two would get together. The truth was both were busy, and didn't even patrol together. They had decided to alternate because each was so busy. Sebastian Malfoy walked into his common room from Quidditch practice, only to find a certain red head who had fallen asleep, apparently writing. The girl really does put too much effort when it comes to her studies, he thought. It was her turn to patrol that night, and he had no intention of letting her forget. Upon looking closer, he realized that she had been writing a letter, not an essay. He knew she would kill him if he read it, but curiosity got the better of him. He began reading the letter,

Dear Al,

I'm so sorry I haven't written you yet. Things have been quite hectic lately, with me being Head Girl and all. The responsibilities seem to mount, and the pressure is unbelievable. All the teachers are already giving loads and loads of homework, and to top it all,

The parchment was snatched out of his hands. He looked up to see that the dragon had risen from its sleep. Her eyes were glassy, her hair messy, her mouth frowning.

"Malfoy, do you not have common courtesy? Don't you think that you ought to at least ask my permission before you read my personal letters?"

"My, my, Potter. What has your knickers in a twist?" Malfoy said, with an amused look on his face. Lily really wished she could just wipe it off.

"You know, Malfoy, I thought that perhaps we had gotten over our differences. In case, you haven't noticed, we have actually been civil to each other this week."

She just let out an exasperated gasp, and proceeded to walk out the door.

He grabbed her arm, keeping her from leaving. His gaze roaming over her again and again, the most serious expression capturing his face.

"I suppose you're right, Potter. We have made some sort of a truce in this past week, and it would be best for us to keep things that way, especially if we are to make this Heads' thing work."

That's the first sensible thing I have ever heard the boy say, Lily thought. Perhaps he really is growing up. But when Malfoy burst out in laughter, Lily realized she had reached a conclusion too soon.

"Do you really think we can be civil to each other?"

"We have been, Malfoy. For over a week now." Lily didn't know why she felt a twinge of disappointment that Malfoy didn't seem to want to be civil. You're just tired of fighting, she told herself. That's all. No reason to feel bad, Lily. She shook her arm off, and walked out.

Was that disappointment on her face? Sebastian couldn't imagine why she would actually want to be civil. Lily Potter had always been a mature one, more mature than she needed to be, except when it came to him. She was a completely different person around him, and Sebastian took some sort of pride in that. Only when it came to him was she not the kind, beautiful, lovable Lily Potter. And Sebastian couldn't help but take a little pride in that. He would worry about her later, now he needed go find Juniper.

I know Juniper too well, he thought, as he walked into the library, smirking because he knew she would be there. She wasn't the kind of girl that usually captured his interests. Her looks could pass for above average, she was extremely bookish, and most people shared an opinion that she was a slightly stuck-up know-it-all. He really had no idea when and why Juniper Quasi of all girls had caught his attention, but she intrigued him. Ok, that was a blatant lie he told himself over and over again, not that his arrogance would ever let him admit. The truth that no one, not even Hugo, knew, was that Juniper was similar to Rose in many ways. Intelligent, bookish, difficult, and Sebastian was told over and over again that he was a spitting image of his father and older brother.

He didn't completely agree with that, but it was true, Draco, Scorpius, and Sebastian did have their similarities, and there was no denying that. And since he was so similar to Scorpius, he figured he would be happy with a girl like Rose. He smiled, thinking of his brother and future sister-in-law. They had always claimed to hate each other, but Sebastian knew better. Rose would get ridiculously jealous every time a girl even looked at Scorp, who beat up Joseph Longbottom when he tried to date the former. They finally began dating in their sixth year and were now engaged. It was a destined match from the very beginning. He didn't know of anyone else in the world who could possibly have such a volatile yet perfect relationship. And for some unfathomable reason, his argument with Potter earlier flashed in his head. Juniper, Seb, Juniper, focus on Juniper, he repeated over and over in his head.

"Juniper." He said.

"Hello, Malfoy." She said, in that rather nasal voice of hers.

"Sebastian, please call me Sebastian. And I was wondering, if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade next weekend?" He said, taking a seat across from her, casually leaning on his elbows.

"No, I do not."

Sebastian stared at her as if she had three heads and was growing a fourth one.

"I don't I heard you properly, Juniper. I thought you said no."

"You heard me correctly, Malfoy. I have no interest in pursuing a relationship that would not work and before you ask, I will tell you why it won't work. You will get fed up of me within a week. I want a gentleman, not a heartbreaking player, Malfoy, and you definitely fit into the second category. Good day."

Malfoy couldn't believe it. It was the first time a girl turned him down, and his ego hadn't taken such a blow in a really long time. Unless you count your encounters with Potter, he said, but that was simply normal. Speaking of the devil, there she was, smirking at him. It was obvious she was trying not laugh her ass off, and as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he heard familiar laughter. He glared at Lily but realized the laughter wasn't hers. Poking her head from behind Lily, was a certain blonde-headed, blue-eyed, toothy-smiled eleven year old who Sebastian cared for quite a bit.

"Haha, Sebby. You got rejected by a nerdy girl!" Syria giggled. "But it's okay, I still love you.", putting her little arms around her brother as best as she could.

"Now, now, Syria, let's not be mean. Juniper is a very nice girl, all right. She's just like Rose."

"SHE IS NOT!!" Both Potter and Syria said at the same time.

"Rosie is nice, and showed me where to hide my chocolates so that you and Scorpius would quit eating them. She's also very smart, unlike Cheeseface."

"Cheeseface?" Sebastian laughed, his little sister could try and try but insulting someone really wasn't her cup of tea.

"Yes, you know, the stinky kind of cheese, that's white and gross. Just like her."

This time, he did hear laughter from Potter, as he looked in her direction. Her head thrown back, her mouth fully open, and her face had that ruddy glow it always did.

"I love your sister, Malfoy. She really is adorable. I can see why you and Scorpius never stop talking about her once anyone even says the word 'family'."

He had to hand it to Potter, she had been nice to Syria, and had been understanding when Syria had a nightmare earlier, doing his patrol for him so that Sebastian could go and comfort Syria.

"Come on, Syria, let's go to the kitchens." Then she suddenly dropped her voice and said, "The house elves will give you lots of chocolates."

Syria's entire face lit up at the word 'chocolates'. She pulled her brother, telling him to join them, and Sebastian reluctantly agreed.

Watching Malfoy eat ice cream with Syria, Lily's heart ached for her own brothers. Sure they teased her to no end, and often took her money, food, and other things without telling her, but they were always there for her. Malfoy's eyes had a certain twinkle in them when he was with his sister. He would make a great father someday, Lily thought. She went back to eating her own ice cream when Malfoy said,

"All right, donut hole. Time for bed."

"Donut hole?" Lily asked, thoroughly perplexed. Little Malfoy nodded.

"When we went to America for vacation three years ago, there was a donut shop called Dunkin Donuts. They call their donut holes 'munchkins' and Scorp and Seb call me munchkin, so then I went from 'munchkin' to 'donut hole'.

Lily's mouth formed an 'O'.

"Well, your brother is right, it is time for you to go to bed, and time for me to patrol." And on that note, all three left the kitchens.

As they approached the Gryffindor Common Room, Malfoy surprised Lily again, something which he had been doing a lot lately. He had instructed his sister to go to bed herself, and she obliged. Lily was just about to ask when he said,

"You're right."

"Thank you, but what am I right about?" She asked.

"We should be civil. After all, you have made efforts, and I…Well, honestly, Potter, I didn't think we had it in each other to be civil, but tonight proved me wrong."

"Wow." She simply said. This was a lot to take in.

"So, truce?" He said, extending his hand.

"Truce." She agreed, shaking it. And while she wouldn't admit it, a part of Lily was happy that she and Malfoy had finally reached some closure.

A/N: Sorry for the wait, but I have been very busy. I just graduated!! Not to mention I had relatives from India visit and that was quite stressful and I had to devote my entire time to that. Also I was wondering if any of you read stories on FictionPress because I have an account on there as well, and I am considering writing on there as well. Would any of you be willing to read it? Do let me know and based on that I will decided when to post my stories on there, because if a number of you are willing to read it, then I shall begin posting it sooner rather than later.