Disclaimer: Nope. I still don't own one of the greatest franchise in the world. Harry Potter is not mines, unfortunately.
In his fourth year, he remembered staring at her in awe. The new school year had begun and the halls were alive with the news of Lily Luna Potter. She had gotten top of her year. Albus had not stopped proclaiming to the whole table that she was his sister. Although, her success was not what made him so astonished. No, it was the fact that Lily seemed unfazed by this accomplishment. She had blushed and took her seat next to a Ravenclaw girl who had eyes the shade of silver. She had alabaster hair which complimented her light complexion. She was short like Lily but she was much more reserved. Scorpius could not remember her name; it was Gabrielle or Jasmine or something of the sorts. He knew Lily hung out with her occasionally.
He was about to go get some work done for his Potions assignment when he glimpsed her by a study table. She was concentrated on the textbook in front of her.
"Don't strain your eyes too much Lilu." he joked. Her head shot up from the book. A smile graced her face and he returned the gesture.
"Scorpius, I meant to speak with you earlier but-"
"The scene at breakfast. I understand." he interjected. She blushed slightly and he almost felt bad for interrupting her.
"Do you want to join me?" she inquired and he took a seat next to her. He noticed the work on her desk. She was attempting third year topics.
"Are you-"
"Yes. I have been doing advance work since Professor Durkins recommended it last term. I haven't told anyone as yet."
Scorpius stared at her in awe. He would have never expected Lily Luna Potter to be the intellectual type. He knew their was a reason why she was placed in Ravenclaw but he had not realized it was because she was insanely brilliant. Not the girl that put buggers on his broom a few summer ago.
"That is amazing Lily. I am really proud of you."
Lily beamed, "Yeah but it is nothing to your record-breaking grades. I have heard the rumors."
Scorpius smirked, "A gentlemen never shares his secrets."
Lily rolled her eyes, "Yes, but what do stars and suns do?"
Scorpius thought about it for a moment. She had made a valid point. He smiled at her. Her big beautiful brown eyes trailed his face for answers and he found himself blurting out his answer.
"They leave them for the world to see. For observers to interpret. Nothing is kept secret but everything is sacred."
Scorpius tilted his head and watched as she nodded her head in agreement. She turned the page in her book and they allowed the silence to consume them. He enjoyed it.
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Fourth year was easy. It was his fifth year that brought challenges. He was preparing to take his OWLS, he was going through puberty and his family was pressuring him to do well. He spent most of his time in the library studying with Albus or on the Quidditch field for practice. He was exhausted. It did not help that Albus' cousin Rose saw him as competition. He had spent so many days ensuring she could not catch up to him. He studied harder. He pushed more in class. He got involved. He was giving a little extra. Yet, this was not the challenging part of his life. No, school was simple. It was therapeutic. It was the element of growing up; girls. He could not wrap his mind around the concept of the female anatomy. Their minds, their behavioural patterns confused him. He sighed.
"You okay mate?" Albus asked looking up from his Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook. Scorpius wanted to say nothing. He wanted to say that he was fine but he knew Albus would see right through his lie.
"I don't know if I should speak to you about it. She is your sister."
Albus laughed, "Lily is mad at you isn't she?"
Scorpius froze, "How did you know?"
Albus wiped the tears from his eyes and controlled his laughter. Scorpius watched his friend look around the room before turning to him.
"I told you Lily is spirited didn't I?" Albus whispered. Scorpius nodded.
"She is a lot like mum. She gets angry quickly. Her spirit is as fierce as that hair of hers."
"Well, what do you think I should do?"
Albus shrugged, "Do nothing. Lily is spirited but she is not weak. Let her come to you. You get burn less that way."
Scorpius gulped but he nodded. He did not want to anger Lily. She was a little sister to him. He loved her letters. He loved speaking to her.
"What exactly did you do?" Albus inquired.
Scorpius shrugged, "I don't know. Last week we were discussing Ravenclaw's Beater, you know the one that James has a crush on and she just stormed off from our conversation."
Albus stared at him, knots forming on his forehead. He pondered for a few moments before muttering, "Weird."
Scorpius agreed. It was not typical behaviour of Lily Potter. She was usually very rationale. He had admired that about her. He tried to place Lily to the back of his head and continue studying but he could not stop doodling the sun and the moon on his textbook.
He did not approach Lily. He had left her to her thoughts like Albus had advised and he was about to crack. He wanted to speak to her and tell her that their argument was stupid but he held himself back. He dived deeper into his books and extra study and class sessions. It was not until he was relaxing on his bed reading another pathetic story of his family in the Daily Prophet did he realize the note on his trunk. The note was light blue. He knew it was her. He could smell the aroma of the Harvest and it warmed his heart. She always made him feel like he was home. He opened the note and read. It was only a few sentences but they were perfect.
Dear Sun,
The Moon was foolish to think she could function without her life source.
She was an idiot to believe she would shine as bright. Forgive her. She is
young, blossoming each day and each night. Thank you for giving her
the space she need to realize how much she misses the rays of light.
She will shine brighter. She will reflect better. For she needs the sun
and she hopes he needs her too.
Love,
The Drifting Moon
He grabbed a piece of parchment and his quill and began writing,
Dear Moon,
You are anything but selfish and I do not doubt your intelligence.
You are bright. You are blossoming and I am afraid it is not because
of me. You shine not because I do, but because you cannot hid your
light. You will shine brighter because you cannot stop your nature.
The sun only cheers the moon on. He does not nurture the moon.
Be assured, I never stop searching for my moon.
Love,
Your Stable Sun
Sorry, still no romance yet. It takes time to build such a delicate relationship. Be patient.