It's been a month since Scorpius and I have become a couple. Or should I say – a secret couple. We have decided that it wasn't good to announce it now as people would think that it's fake and Rose will definitely kill me and I know that even Aunt Hermione won't help me.
Only Max Nott and Amelia Zabini knew about our mysterious relationship. We were closer now - being in the same kind of situation connects people.
'Well, what should I say...' Started Mia, when I first came to her. 'Me and Max also quickly became boyfriend and girlfriend. The fact that we were in love since our 3rd year helped a lot but also friendship is important here. You can't be in a good relationship with your love when you're not his or her friend. You must be there for him and he must be there for you. Remember about it, Lily dear.'
'But...I just want to scream: "I'm with Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy! He's mine!", especially in my cousin's face' I laughed.
But other people are acting like they already know about us.
Mia grinned. 'I understand you completely but believe me. Sometimes secret relationships are... sexy.' Winking at me.
I blushed. 'B-but... I'm only 14!'
'Oh, Lily, I was only joking! You've got such a perverted mind!'
'Have not!' I reply, standing up and leaving her to sit with Catherine Nott on the other side of the common room.
'Hey Sweetie.' She says as I sit down next to her, her eyes leaving her essay to talk me.
'Hi, Catherine.' I smile, plopping down next to her book in my hands.
'Sweetie, you and my cousin look beautiful! So full of love!' She beams, while I start sipping on a hot chocolate made by her. Of course when she said it, I nearly choke and spill all the chocolate on my book.
She just shakes her head, her black curls bouncing gracefully, as she reviews me with her big, dark blue eyes. She is truely beautiful.
'I see what I see, Sweetie.' Her simper isn't weird, it was a warm, comforting like a big hug.
'Does James know?'
'Oh please, he's too blind for things like that. You know him, right?'
'Yeah, sometimes too much.' I counter, giggling.
Mia was so right. Spending time with Scorpius in secret was like heaven. We were meeting in the dungeons, at night, or on the Astronomy Tower, looking at the stars.
It was my favourite place at Hogwarts. I could "dream" here, I could be silent there…I could just be there and relax. Scorpius liked this place too. Sometimes he just wanted to be calm for a while. We were doing it alone but for now it was better to be together.
We were in love, sitting on the blanket from his dorm, looking at dark night sky and whispering our names. Small kisses was placed on my face and cuddling were perfect. He was perfect. I felt safe with him. He was my opposite, I was small, he was tall, I had no muscles whereas he was strong. Scorpius Malfoy, he was mine.
We had also our little potions sessions and hugging sessions. The first ones were often at Friday evenings. It was such a shame that I wasn't able to make a simple potion and he was genius in it. Scorpius was always laughing when I couldn't do it, and tried to help me as much as I could, hugging me when I broke down from failing too often.
'Don't worry, Little Princess, just few months and you'll be the best in your class. And of course professor Slughorn will be saying: "You're just like your grandmother!"'
Our hugging sessions were more intimate and lovelier. Room of Requiment changed for us in a small, comfy room with fireplace and huge bed. We were laying together, cuddling, spooning and snogging. Yes, that is totally my heaven.
We were sitting on the astronomy tower, it's where she can dream, where we can be us, where she has her best lesson. Her small pale feet tucked tightly under my legs for warmth. Her hair was tossed over one shoulder in lose curls, so she could see me without having to look through a curtain of hair. She smiles slyly at me, her red lips moist and kissable. So hard to resist. I smirk the famous Malfoy smirk at her, my heart missing a beat as her eyes glisten softly, reflecting the stars from above.
I run the pad of my thumb over her cheek, as a blush rises to them. Leaning in I whisper to her plans for the future, not too futuresque though, I don't want to scare her off.
'We should get going now, I promised Al I'd help him with Nicolai, since he's been so distant lately.' I mutter softly, kissing her a last time before getting up and extending my hand to her.
She accepts, rising swiftly and patting down her little black skirt. She'll look good in anything I think briefly, running my eyes over her entire, small Smartie covered Dr. Martins, black jeans and a sparkly top that reflects sijers (apparently they are creatures that come out only at night. They can ruin your thoughts but can be reflected and killed by a certain material.)
I intertwine my hand with hers, leading her down the steps from the astronomy tower, before leaving her at the stairs to head to the dungeons.
I arrive at the common room, searching for Al and Nicolai, who happen to be with Wilheimina Amano. A pureblood Slytherin in our year, who is nearly always either alone or in the library with Ravenclaw, Rachel Thorverton. She gives me the creeps.
'Hey guys,' I nod to Al and Nicolai, before turning to Wilheimina. ''lo Wilheimina?'
'Scorpius.' She says in a monotone before turning her attention back to Al and sneering. 'You better do your part.' Then taking off clumsily.
'What did I miss?' I ask hesitantly.
'I was paired with 'Mina for Muggle studies, now I have to go on a 'exploring' thing with her.' He says venomously.
'It's hilarious! I don't even know why you took the subject Al!' Nicolai butts in, laughing like a hyena.
'I want to work in the Muggle bit of the ministry with Grampa.' Al tells us for the millionth time since he took the subject, while Nicolai faces me and mimes the exact words Al is says.
'Did you know our mothers are starting planning your wedding already! It's not for another 3 and half years tops, whereas James and Catherine have been together for 2 years and they haven't said a thing about marriage!' Al rushes out.
'Uhh... Maybe I should-' Nicolai starts, pointing towards the door. I shoot him a glare, silently telling him to 'sit the fuck down, I'm not going through this alone.'
The dark boy slumps back down defeated, as Albus speaks again, 'Other matters!' He declares, 'So, Captain, when are quidditch try-outs? Gryffindor's is tomorrow.'
'I booked the pitch for Sunday, so I put up the times as I came in, that's why everyone is so pumped.' I said gesturing around us. 'And no one's save this year apart from me.'
'What! I have to try out...Merlin Scor.' Albus whines as Nicolai stamps his foot exclaiming 'That's unfair Malfoy!' using my last name for more effect, the little drama queen he is.
Me, Albus, Nicolai and Thaddeus stroll down onto the quidditch pitch on Saturday morning, climbing the stands to get to a good view of the Gryffindor try-outs. We sit together, a pad of paper and a pencil, curtesy of Albus in each of our hands.
James stands at the centre of the pitch, a line of varying Gryffindors in front of him, while Lily and Fred hover behind his right shoulder.
'Alright you lot! Listen up! 'Cos I aint repeating myself.' James shouts, grabbing the crowds attention. 'All you that are in 1st year, get the off my pitch.' He waits for 3 first years to run off to the stands before continuing, 'All you that wanna be Beaters, piss off, we got 'em.' 5 wanna-be beaters make their way off the pitch, muttering under their breathe. Lily moves swiftly to James left, 'Right 'en, Chasers make your way to Lily.' 23 chasers make their way to Lily before the line is still again. 'Seekers to Fred.' James roars, pointing to Fred, who smiles jestering them to move towards him. 'And keepers, infront of me.'
'Up first are the chasers, You will have a passing round, where you pass with both me and Lils, then later, there will be a shooting round. Got it?' He yells. There's are reply of 'Yes''s and nods.
'Right Lil, the brooms?' He delievers, holding a hand out behind him to be met with a broom, thanks to Lily. 'Thanks.' He mutters.
'Ok, Creevy, Richard. Your up first.'
James and Lily mount their brooms expertly, hoping over and rising in the air before Richard has even got a foot over his. Fred throws the quaffle up to James to which James returns a grin before he tosses it to Lily as a warm up.
When Richard is finally up and ready James and Lily take it in turns throwing and catching the quaffle to and from Richard. James in the end gives up, throwing the quaffle at Fred's head before lowering and jumping off the broom. 'Weasley, Louis.' He yells.
Louis is much better than Richard, his throws are quick and skillful. His catches are based on reflexes. God, I hate it when Gryffindor has the Weasley's sometimes.
'Elliott, Gregg.' James calls, back down on the ground. Gregg isn't as fast as Louis but has the ability to keep the quaffle if he's being targeted by two, or even three people considering his muscles and balance.
The try-outs last 3 hours, but all I can do is stare at Lily, the sun is hitting her hair perfectly, making it look black, red and gold at the same time.
Finally James shuts everyone up and projects his voice. 'Alright, Listen up, 'cos i aint repeating! This years Gryffindor quidditch team is as follows:
Beaters; Yours truely and Fred Weasley.
Chasers; Lily Potter, Louis Weasley and Gregg Elliott.
Keeper; Flynn Richards.
and finally, Seeker; Amelia Davies.
The schedule will be posted tomorrow evening at 10, Now get off my pitch.' And with that James dispersed the players, before making his way off the pitch with Fred and Lily.
'Well, that looks like a good team,' Muttered Thaddeus, scratching his arm apsentmindly.
'You wrote down weaknesses you saw right?' I asked, hoping someone had got down anything but Weasely's failure with people surrounding him and Elliotts slow reactions.
'I got a few down, but this is going to be one hell of a year for quidditch.' Al responds happily. As much as he hates to admit he loves friendly rivalry.
'Hufflepuff and Ravenclaws in next weekend, I expect to see you all there and tomorrow for our own try-outs, but for now, what shall we do?' I inquire, with a mischievous glint in my eye... Albus was probably thinking about getting James and Lily back from their holiday in Spain. And I sure as hell wasn't going to refuse, and by the looks of it neither was Nicolai or Thaddeus.
