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Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling still has to reply. I think that she wants to keep all ownership to Harry Potter. The only things I own are my OCs: Bella, Elizabeth, Damien, Emma, Priscilla and others, as well as the things I make them do.

Chapter 6

(The Problems with Sleeping with One's Friend)

A word about me: I'm not a morning person. Get that from my mum, who loves to sleep in when she can. James takes after her as well (though he's much worse than the pair of us), but Al's more like Dad (an annoying morning person). I absolutely adore the summer when I can sleep in as long as I want, and hate coming back to school where I have to wake up early (Grrr...). One of my favorite places in the world is my bed which (both at school and home) is extremely comfortable and warm.

However, the next morning, my bed was lacking in the comfortable department. Instead of soft and luscious, it was hard and almost, well, bony. Weird. At least it was warm. It smelled better than normal too. Like Butterbeer and chocolate and honey, a weird combination that was utterly enticing. Mmmmm... wonder what the house elves did to it. Flickering open my eyes, I looked on a scene that caused me to shut my eyes quickly. This had to be a dream. But when I opened my eyes for a second time, the scene was exactly the same as before.

Oh Merlin.

I wasn't in my bed. I was still in the Common Room with... well... you guessed it, Scor. We must have fallen asleep on the couch last night as my head was still on his shoulder and his arm was still around my waist. However, now we were more closely entwined and his face was buried in my hair. And why hadn't I moved yet? Come on body! Move so that no one will catch you practically on his lap! My body decided to disobey, as he was really warm and he smelt really nice. (Ummm... awkward.)

Finally, thank the heavens, my mouth decided to cooperate.

"Scor!" I hissed. "Wake up!"

"Five more minutes..." he mumbled, before burying his face further into my hair. (He's not a morning person either.)

"No! No five more minutes! Come on Scor! Wake up!" This last statement I accompanied with a shove. Unfortunately, Scorpius is much bigger than I am, so it didn't do much. However, he did start to acknowledge that there was another world other than dreamland. His body shifted and his eyes flickered open. Like me, he drank in the scene before shutting his eyes quickly.

"We fell asleep on the couch, didn't we?"

"Yup."

I expected him to freak out like I did. But no. Instead, he began to chuckle, his body shaking next to, and well, basically under, mine. (I still hadn't moved.)

"What's so funny? We fell asleep on the couch. Together! What if someone saw?"

Oh Salazar, what is someone saw? Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no...

"So what if someone saw?" Well, he was handling this much easier (and stupider) than he had any right to. (And his stupidity finally overruled his warmth and delicious smell, so I moved away from him. Finally).

"So what if someone saw? Are you stupid, Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy?" (Insert wince from the full name.) "Do you know where we are?"

"Umm... the Slytherin Common Room."

"That was a rhetorical question you idiot! But yes, we are in the Slytherin Common Room, home to Priscilla Goyle, the second biggest gossiper in the school behind Rose! If she saw, we're doomed! By lunch, the whole school will know! Ohmigosh, my family will know!" I all but shrieked. Scor remained silent as I buried my face into the pillow beside me.

"Are you ashamed to be seen with me?" The question was quiet, but I caught it perfectly. My head snapped up to see Scor looking at me with the oddest look on his face. A combination of hurt and angry and something else I couldn't place. I, being the kind and compassionate individual that I am, laughed in his face. His expression deepened as I tried to explain myself.

"You are a complete idiot Scorpius Malfoy! Of course I'm not ashamed to be seen with you, you great buffoon! It's just that most people will think that we are...well..."

"A couple?" he suggested. He was cheered up now and had a cheeky smile as he waggled his eyebrows. I hit him again.

"Oh shut up! I just don't want people to get the wrong idea, especially my family. You know how protective they are."

"It's not like you haven't had a boyfriend before." He was right. Last year I dated Peter Davies (the youngest son of Roger Davies who went to school with my parents) for about 4 months. It wasn't a very serious relationship, though I did like him a lot. We had Charms together and he was almost as good as I was. Fairly handsome too. But he got jealous of the amount of time I spent with Scorpius, who never liked Peter (I still don't know why. It was one of our few arguments.), so the relationship went down the drain. My friends come before any boyfriend I have, always.

"Well, I'm not exactly dating you anyways, am I?"

"No, you're not. I guess I see where you're coming from."

"You guess?"

"I just don't think that it'll be that big of a deal. I personally don't care what people think of me. And for your family, if they come asking, we'll just tell them the truth and they'll be fine like any rational people."

Right, like my family is known for their rationality.

"Well, since according to you, all will be well. I'm going to go get ready for classes. You know, first day and all, should be early. At least I'm not a Head. Just imagine the Head Boy being late on his first day. Tsk, tsk." He glared.

"Oh shut up." There was a pause as I reached the stairs leading to the girls' staircase. "Hey, Lily? I enjoyed sleeping with you."

He so totally deserved the pillow to the face.

I tried to enter the dorm quickly and quietly. Maybe they wouldn't notice.

Or you know, maybe all of them will turn and stare.

Bella was seated on her usual bed next to my beautiful unslept-in bed, drawing book on her lap (she always had it.) Priscilla sat on her own bed, all ready for school. In my opinion, her skirt could have been slightly longer, her shirt less low cut and a little less makeup, but hey, what do I know? On either side of her like attendants waiting on a princess were her two lackeys- I mean, friends- Gemma Avery (twin sister of Will Avery) and Lauren Pucey. The pair were cousins as both of their mothers were sisters. They could have passed for siblings with pale fair blond hair and thin faces. I call them the new Crabbe and Goyle (whom I have heard of from Scorpius, as they were his dad's old friends. Crabbe died in the Battle of Hogwarts and Goyle became the parent of darling Priscilla.), as they did everything together and have a very little amount of brains. However, they aren't ugly, though Priscilla isn't very pretty having inherited her looks from her parents (Gregory and Pansy Goyle).

I tried to avoid their looks as I grabbed my clothes and dashed into the bathroom for a shower. Fifteen minutes later I emerged, with my wild and untamable hair sopping wet. They were still staring. I ignored them and sat down in front of the mirror. After muttering a few beauty spells, my hair soon dried and looked somewhat decent. I quickly put on some mascara and lip gloss before grabbing my pile of things and Bella's arm. She protested but gave up pretty quickly. As the door closed behind us, I could laughter (well, cackles) from the girls still in the dorm.

"Lily. Let go of me! What are you doing? Where were you last night? Come on, Lily!"

I didn't let go of her arm until we had left the Common Room far behind us and had hid in a corridor. Bella looked pretty upset, but the look soon disappeared when I spilled out the entire story of me and Scor falling asleep together, alone with our entire conversation afterwards. After it was all out, she burst out laughing.

Note to self: Get new best mate.

"I'm sorry Lily! But that's priceless! Of course it would happen to you!" she preceded to get out before collapsing into a fit of giggles.

"I hate you."

"Love you, too, Lils." I couldn't help but smile at the sight of my best mate (I decided to keep her) doubled over, holding her stomach. After a few moments, she was able to straighten and we linked arms, heading to the Great Hall for a delicious breakfast. When we were almost there, I decided to potentially break the peace and happiness, but I needed to say something.

"You know, Bella that I'm always going to be there for you. Even through this entire mess with your parents. I won't let anyone make you unhappy." She smiled at me.

"I know. That's why I chose you as my best mate."

Our nice little moment was interrupted as we reached the Great Hall. We walked right into the very last person that Bella wanted to see.

Yup, Hunter Griffiths.

He apologized quickly before realizing who he was talking to. Ignoring me completely, he stared at Bella who stared right back. Then realizing that I was there, they blushed and murmured an apology before parting. Bella all but dragged a laughing me to the Slytherin table where the rest of group was already seated. Damien was half-asleep on Elizabeth's shoulder (Bad Lily! Don't think about when you were in this position with someone else this morning!). He hated mornings more than I did, but he was not as bad as James. Elizabeth was eating her usual diet of oatmeal and strawberries as she chatted with her cousin. Scorpius was the first to notice us and winked at me. (Grrr...) Bella and I sat down across from the three, and quickly pulled food in front of us.

About a half hour later, our contest to see who could eat the most waffles was interrupted by Emma, which was weird to see her on this side of the Hall. She had apparently brought with her Al and Rose (who was most likely dragged.) When they were noticed, the entire Slytherin table grew quiet. Emma ignored the attention and handed Scorpius a note.

"It says that McGonagall wants to talk to us tonight at 7 about Head duties in her office. The password's there too. We also have to take two nights a week to patrol ourselves. What days work well for you?" He thought for a moment before answering.

"Umm... Monday and Wednesday work well for me. Quidditch tryouts are going to be this Tuesday, and practice are going to be Tuesdays and Thursdays." Scorpius had joined the Quidditch team in Second Year and was known to be one of the best Seeker's Slytherin has ever had. The games between him and Al (Gryffindor seeker) were always close, and I believe are currently tied for the amount of wins against each other. However, for the last ten years Gryffindor has won the Quidditch Cup. Since Scor became Captain in his Fifth Year, Slytherin has gotten closer and closer to winning. The Slytherin team was known to have the best team it has had in a while, with a great Captain and Seeker, Damien and Robert Urquhart as Beaters and Will Avery, Ben Montague and I as Chasers. (I had been one of the first girls on the Slytherin team.) However, our Keeper had graduated last year, and were desperately in need of a new one. On the other hand, Gryffindor lost three great players: Louis as Chaser and Freddie and James as Beaters, with James as Captain for three years. With new and inexperienced Captain Albus Potter at the head, many wondered if this was going to be Slytherin's year. I sure thought so. Not to offend my brother who will do a great job, I do have a slight hate of losing.

"If you're practicing on Tuesdays and Thursdays, I'll do Mondays and Wednesdays," Al said.

"Oh so you're Captain?" Damien questioned with a twinkle in his eye. As if he didn't know.

"Yup, I am. Be warned."

"Well, personally I think we stand a great chance." I countered. My brother glared at me, before breaking into a smile. I grinned back.

"Well, I hate to interrupt the family moment, but I was wondering if I could to Lily." A familiar voice that I didn't like spoke from behind me (and no it wasn't Rose, who had distanced herself as far from the table as she could without leaving Emma and Al. Probably afraid to get the Slytherin germs.)

It was Priscilla Goyle, with a big (and fake looking) smile. Oh here we go...

She threw a smile to Scor (whom despite the blood traitor comments she has a thing for. Probably inherited from her mother Pansy who was obsessed with Draco Malfoy back at school. If not the father, the son right?) before continuing.

"I just wanted to apologize." Yeah, hate you too-hold on, what? "I've been so mean to you and your friends for years, and now know that you didn't deserve any of it. And I decided to become friends with you. We are Housemates after all." I bet she's faking. What's her scheme now? "So as my first act as friend, I wan to congratulate you!" Huh?

"On what?"

"You and Scorpius of course."

Oh Merlin. She had seen. She had seen. She had seen. Oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no...

My family looked between my wide panicked eyes and Scor's frozen frame (Oh, "it's not a big deal." Yeah right.) Bella had covered her mouth with her hands. Elizabeth was staring at Priscilla as if she had grown a second head. And Damien looked completely confused.

"What are you talking about?" he questioned.

"Oh, you don't know? I'm so sorry, Lily. I assumed you would tell them," she said with a devious look in her eyes. (One day, one day...)

"Tell us what?" Damien was really oblivious.

"That Lily and Scor are dating!" she all but shouted to the table, before practically skipping over to Gemma and Lauren at the other end of the table. Damien had such a shocked expression that I would have normally laughed at under different circumstances. Elizabeth and Bella looked from my family to me to Scor. Emma had a hand over her mouth as she stared at me, and Rose (being Rose) looked shocked, before breaking out into a smirk. And Al, my sweet youngest overprotective older brother, looked like he wanted to lunge at Scorpius.

"You're dating!" Damien shouted.

"Shut up!" I hissed before turning to Scorpius. "I told you we could have been seen!"

"Well, I'm sorry I don't have the ability to know what goes around me as I'm sleeping!" he hissed right back. I growled at him.

"Are you two... together?" Al questioned with one hand on my arm.

"NO!" we chorused.

"Well, why does she think you are?"

"She might have seen something..." I trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"What?"

"Well, last night we were on the couch talking and then we fell asleep. By accident! And she probably saw us. But we aren't together or anything! Not at all! We just fell asleep! And I didn't move when I first woke up because he was warm and smelled nice!"

Oh. Well. Er... that's awkward. Curse my mouth!

There was a silence as they all stared at me. I blushed. Maybe it was my imagination! I actually didn't say anything!

"You think I smell nice?"

Or you know, maybe not.

Scor burst out laughing as my blushed deepened. The others (save Rose) followed suit, though Al might have done it a little reluctantly.

"You know Lily, you don't smell half bad yourself."

Note to self: Ignore idea to keep best mate. Get rid of her and all friends, family and best mate/brother/not boyfriend things lying around. Then proceed to leave for Antarctica and make new penguin friends that couldn't talk back to you (and would smell as nice.)

Avoiding all of their gazes, I turned my head and saw Priscilla now seated next to Marcus. She seemed to be bragging. About me. I was so mad that my blood began to boil and I needed to do something. She could have wrecked the tentative peace between my friends and family that I fought so hard for in a single blow.

That was probably why I stalked over to her, grabbed the nearest pumpkin juice, and flung it over her head.

And started the biggest food fight Hogwarts has had since The Marauders were at school.