fabulis iris
a/n - a collection of seven drabbles, one colour of the rainbow each.
prompt - tuesday; indigo.
Once upon a time, Lily Luna Potter was just a casual friend of Scorpius Malfoy's. Maybe she liked him a bit more than she liked the average boy, but it was nothing much, really. And once upon that afore-mentioned time, Scorpius was nothing more to her than a nice guy from her brother Albus' year who helped her with her homework.
But not now. Now that they are kissing in an empty corridor and her hands are tangled in his hair, Lily Luna Potter is sure that he is more than that.
The first thing that she thinks when she fully grasps the fact that her lips are on Scorpius Malfoy's is Oh, shit.
The second thought comes hurtling through, shoving her first one aside: This feels good.
By the time she realizes that Oh my God I am actually kissing Scorpius Malfoy and I am enjoying it ohmyGod, she has pulled away, breathless, and her wispy red hair is out of place. She stares blankly at Scorpius, suddenly seizing in on random details like the perfect red-indigo shade of the sky outside and the chart right behind Scorpius that says Monday – day that Quidditch was established, Tuesday – day that Merlin died –
"Sorry," squeaks Scorpius, looking just as confused as Lily feels. One moment, she was asking him something about Transfiguration homework, and the next, he was asking her to the Yule Ball, and then–
They stand in a silence that seems to stretch on for decades.
"Um," says Scorpius, breaking the wall of silence and awkwardness. "I take that as a yes that you'll go with me, then?"
Lily waits for a few seconds for the words to sink in.
Wait this is actually happening what the bloody –
"Of course. Yes, of course I'll go with you, Scorpius."
a/n - yay for fluff! -throws confetti-
guysguysguys, i have a question: you might know what my real age is, but how old would you think i was based on my writing alone? i'm really curious.