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A/N: Okay, so this story is coming to an end sometime soon. We still have another year for Lily in store but after that I'm fairly sure this story will be ending. Now, I don't want to spoil anything but there IS a SEX SCENE in this chapter. It's hot. Pretty sure this is the longest chapter I've written for this story so far, let alone any story I've ever written!

Let me know what you guys think, as always. Please enjoy!

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Chapter Eight


Lily was sufficiently creeped out for the next few days. She wasn't sure what to do. Should she tell Al and Scorpius, or go to a professor? Or both? She had the feeling that if she said something to a professor, they may just pull Dunbarry aside and give him a talking to.

And then he would know she was scared.

She decided not to say anything to anyone, not even to Severus. She kept the map on her person at all times, and had the invisibility cloak tucked away in her bag, which also housed her books.

She was taking all necessary precautions to keep away from Dunbarry.

She did a good job of it too, she thought. She rarely traveled the halls alone at night, and when she did used the cloak and map. She stuck close to others when she went to class.

Lysander had taken to walking with her even when it meant being late for his own classes. She appreciated it, but put a stop to it when he received detention from one of his professors. He had never asked her why or never tried to see what was wrong.

As far as she knew, he was just being helpful. She suspected he had known something had happened the night she had missed dinner, but he never confirmed her suspicions.

Lily wasn't quite sure why she hadn't said anything, and she felt like she had no reason to for the next several months. Dunbarry hadn't come to her since the kitchen fiasco, she hadn't found herself feeling watched (for he was no longer watching her, she had noticed-which was strange).

A couple weeks went by and nothing happened. Weeks turned into months. Still nothing. She began to relax and almost forgot about the whole situation.

Until Halloween.


For some reason, Lily felt more excited than ever for Halloween this year. Maybe because she realized that all these fun filled school events would be over in two years time.

Whatever it was, Lily felt herself become ensconced with her family and classmates excitement for the Halloween dinner, ball and the after party that was to be hosted by Slytherin house.

She had pondered over who or what she would dress up as for Halloween, and it took her several weeks leading right up to two days before the celebrations took place, before she finally decided what to dress up as.

She refused to tell her family and friends what she had decided on.

"I want it to be a surprise!" she had said, causing her brother to roll her eyes.

But when she had come down the stairs from the dorm the night of the dinner, she knew it had been well worth the wait.

However, no one aside from a couple of muggle borns even recognized who she was supposed to be.

"Lily," Albus had said when she was finally standing in front of them. He coughed several times to hide his laughter. She had just scowled, arms crossed.

"You look like a unicorn threw up on you!"

"I'm Lady Glinda, you fool!"

"Lady who?" he asked, brows furrowed in confusion. Lily sighed in exasperation and suddenly wondered if perhaps she had gone a bit overboard on the glitter and silver eyeshadow.

"Oh, for fu-don't you ever read? Wizard of Oz, hello? Mum and Aunt Hermione took us to see Wicked when we were young! Surely you remember?"

Albus had denied that he did, his face turning just a bit pink. Lily only smirked.

"Of course you do, you wouldn't stop talking for weeks about how you were going to marry Elphaba-"

"Right! Let's get going!" Albus interrupted loudly, causing Rose to giggle and Scorpius to grin widely. Albus walked quickly away from the group, face no longer just pink but nearly flaming.

As they started out of the common room, Rose touched Lily's shoulder and smiled.

"You look amazing, Lils! And don't worry-I remember Wicked. Mum wouldn't shut up for weeks either after she treated us all to it. Although, as I recall, all she talked about was how 'magnificent' the actor for Fiyero was! Shoulda seen dad's face!"

Lily laughed loudly and followed her cousins out.


The night started off well enough. Lily had transformed her wand to look damn near the same as Glinda's had. Her dress was heavily brocaded. It had been so heavy, in fact, that Lily had had to cast a lightening charm just for her to move. The color was somehow white and pink, purple and blue all at once and Lily herself wasn't even sure how she had managed it.

There was a thin coating of fine silvery glitter all over it, giving her the shimmery effect that she had desired.

She had added a slight gold tone to her hair, and curled it into ringlets which she had then pulled up close to her head. The effect was startling for she almost hadn't recognized herself in the mirror before leaving that night.

She hadn't done much to her face-red lips, black mascara. Silver eyeshadow, and just a hint of blush.

People she didn't even know came up to her constantly and gushed about her outfit, much to her glee. Her ego got a solid stroking that evening.

She danced a couple songs with Lysander and Lorcan, and once with Scorpius even. She seemed to glide across the dance floor, the dance lessons her mother had taught her several years ago coming into her mind as if she had been taught just that week.

She laughed, she danced, she ate. She had fun. She didn't even register the piercing blue eyes that were staring at her all night. She didn't notice the way he stared at her all evening, didn't notice that when she had left the ball for a breather outside that he had also gotten up and followed her.

She didn't realize that she wasn't alone in the hallways, for her own shoes were clacking to loudly on the stone floor for her to hear his footsteps.

She only noticed when it was to late, once she had realized she was actually alone. Lily had taken out the map then and had felt her blood go ice cold.

There her dot was, standing in the hallway. All other dots were inside the Great Hall. So many dots, that it made the Great Hall look like a large, writhing black mass.

There was only one other dot in the hallway with her. It was also stopped, just a couple of inches away from her dot.

And it was labeled George Dunbarry.

Lily whirled around as fast as she could in her ridiculous mess of a dress, silly transformed wand thrust out before her.

He was just out of her visual range, hiding in the shadows of firelight. His eyes, the only thing visible aside from his mouth, gleaming dangerously. She was sure he was wearing some kind of mask, like one of those old time costume party masks from the 20's or 30's. He was wearing a black suit and slacks.

Lily sucked in a breath, fear chorusing through her entire being. She had never felt this scared before, not even when she had met Buckbeak for the first time as a child.

"Wh-" she started but couldn't finish for her was now walking slowly towards.

Run, she told herself. Fucking run, get the hell out of there! her mind screamed. Yet she couldn't move, couldn't even think of a spell or a hex to send him flying back down the hallway.

"I told you I would get what I wanted," Dunbarry hissed, and Lily whimpered. Her wand hand was shaking like a leaf in a winters breeze.

"I told you. And I also told you I always get what I want."


That night had been nothing more than a scare tactic, she realized later. He had merely pounced on her and grabbed her hair, shoving her against the wall and smelling her skin. He hadn't tried to kiss or even touch any other part of her body. Lily knew she had been lucky for that.

Her family had found it a bit strange that she hadn't wanted to participate in the Slytherin afterparty, but chalked it up to her being her.

"You know how she is," she heard Albus mutter to Rose and Hugo before ignoring her and going to retrieve his Firewhiskey stash.

Lily had retired to her dorm where she had slowly removed her costume, banishing the makeup from her face. She removed the curling charm from her hair, watching in the mirror as her hair fell flat. She changed into her pajamas, crawled into bed and cried herself to sleep.

She had terrible nightmares that night.


Classes resumed as normal, yet Lily didn't fall back into the false security that Dunbarry had led her into last time. She kept on her toes and only visited Severus twice in the month of November, as much as it pained her to do so.

November passed with nothing short of smirks from Dunbarry.

He would've been a wonderfully horrible Slytherin, she thought.


December came and with it the light dusting of snow. The castle was overcome with the bustle of Christmas spirit, even though the hols were weeks away.

A Hogsmede weekend was coming up and Lily had decided she was going to go, if only for a Butterbeer and some shopping.

The weekend came and Lily prepped herself for the cold weather and the walk down to the town. When she had throw her warmest scarf and mittens on, she left the castle with her cousins.

She traveled with them to the Hogs Head where she sat and drank a couple butterbeers before leaving the bar with Rose to go Christmas shopping.

"Bit early, isn't it?" Albus asked, slamming his bottle on the table once had drained it. He then belched loudly. Lily wrinkled her nose in disgust.

"It's never to early for shopping! And I want to make sure I get all the gifts on my list before half the items go out of stock," Rose replied, fanning the air in front of her. Albus rolled his eyes and shrugged, signaling Rosmerta for another butterbeer.

Lysander, who had been sitting at the table quietly, drained his own bottle and stood up to join Rose and Lily.

"I think I'll be coming with you. Got my own shopping list and stuff. C'mon, I'll walk with you two."

They said one last goodbye to Albus and Scorpius who waved in return, and set off into the cold of the small town outside of Hogwarts.


To be honest, Lily didn't find much of anything for her friends and family. She spent a bit of money on a necklace and earring set for Rose, a gift certificate to Honeydukes for Albus and some Weasley Wizarding Wheezes for James (she figured he would like a bit of home to show to his classmates in the States). She couldn't find anything for Scorpius or Hugo, nor for her parents.

She decided to take some catalogs back to the castle with her and look through them later in the month. She could possibly find something hidden in the pages.

Lysander and Rose stayed with her for the duration of their shopping, but they all split up once their purchases had been made. Lily felt a tinge of uneasiness as she waved to them. Lysander caught her eye for just a second, giving her a knowing look.

Be careful, his eyes said. She gave him a small smile and a nod before turning and going back towards the castle.

She didn't make it far, though. As she was making her lonely way up towards Hogwarts, the Shrieking Shack caught her eye. She stopped in place, and leaned against the fence that enclosed the great hulking mansion. It creaked with the bulk of her small frame.

As she stared, she imagined what the house once looked like. The peeling white paint became beautiful and fresh in her minds eye. The huge bay style windows became paned with glass once again, and the lawn that was now choked with weeds and covered in a sparse smattering of snow became full and lush with life.

She smiled, and started walking again, running her hand along the length of the fence. She wondered if Severus was in there now, waiting and wondering himself if she were going to pop in at any moment.

She decided to head up to the house and made her way quickly to the front door. When she reached the entrance, she glanced down the hill towards the fence.

Dunbarry was standing where she had been moments ago, running his hand along the fence. He was staring up at her, his facial expression hard to read. The unmistakable feeling of being cornered overwhelmed her.

If she went inside, she would have nowhere to go. If she went back down the hill, he would undoubtedly harass her. She bit her lip before rushing inside the house. She knew he would be after her within moments.

She took the stairs two at a time, nearly tripping at the top. She ran as fast as she could down the hallway to the room where Severus usually lay against the wall.

She burst into the room full force, chest heaving. Severus was there as usual, and he took one look at her and actually made it to his feet.

"Potter!" he gasped, striding towards her quickly and face scrunched up in pain. He grabbed her shoulders momentarily, but Lily shook him off and shut the door as quickly as she could, locking it into place.

It wouldn't hold if he decided to check the rooms; one Alohomora and she would be done for.

"Severus!" she hissed quietly, eyes filling with tears. Her heart was pounding so hard she was sure Dunbarry could hear it from downstairs.

"Wh-" Severus started, before grunting and grabbing his throat. Lily shook her head, eyes wide with fear. She grabbed his hand tightly and dragged him into the darkened corner of the room.

"Dunbarry is coming for me," she said, voice high and body shaking. Severus' eyes flashed-with anger or pain, she wasn't sure.

"Who?"

Lily sighed, and started pacing. She didn't let go of his hand though, nor did he make any move to do so either.

"Dunbarry-George Dunbarry! Hufflepuff, the stalker! He's after me! He saw me looking at the house, saw me going in. He was standing right where I had been. And I know...I think I know...I know what he wants and-oh Severus! I don't want him to take it from me!"

Lily was now on the verge of hyperventilating, and Severus was just staring at her. His hand was gripping hers tightly. Finally, he glared angrily at her and pulled her closer to him. The force of his yank of her arm was enough to jerk her out of her fit.

"What do you mean, he's after you Potter? You're not making sense-" He tried to peer into her eyes, but Lily wouldn't let him.

"No nononono...he...assaulted me last month. And two months before. I-I didn't tell anyone because he said he wasn't scared of Al or Scorpius-they had both confronted him when I told them about his stalking me...I was so scared, Sev. I wanted to tell you too, but he never let me get a moment to myself and now-fuck!"

A creaking on the stairs startled Lily into yelping, and Severus pulled her even closer to him, wrapping his arms around her tightly. A bit of her fear disappeared. He walked backwards with her in his arms, until they were in the farthest and darkest corner from the door. The light from the windows didn't even reach this far.

"You silly twit!" he whispered harshly into Lily's hair, his lips just barely brushing her forehead. Her eyes fluttered closed as she turned her face into his chest. Her own arms grasped his cloak tightly, pulling at him.

"You should've told someone, Lily," he whispered, voice hoarse. Her eyes flew open and she pulled her head out of the safety of his cloak and turned her gaze up. He was staring down at her, eyes dark and Lily knew it was going to happen.

He twirled around so fast, she became dizzy. Now she was the one in the corner, his back to the door.

Her heart was pounding wildly again, but not with fear. Eyes wide, mouth half open, she ran her hand up his arm brushing over his chest briefly before fingering the black tresses at his shoulder. Her hand then fell upon his shoulder, pulling him backwards as she shrunk further back into the corner.

Severus followed her, bringing one hand up to cup her face gently. She whimpered, her own hand cupping the back of his neck, pulling his face towards hers.

The kiss was like cold fire-so cold it made her lips burn, her legs quiver. It set her heart pounding so hard she was sure she would suffer a heart attack.

Severus gripped her left hip tightly, his other hand resting on her back. He groaned as their tongues battled, and Lily felt like the ground was falling out from beneath her.

Her hands were all over him, running down his chest, nails scraping his back lightly. He broke off from her mouth to start kissing the skin beneath her ear, before desperately ripping off the scarf around her neck.

"Sev'rus," she mumbled, trying to pull him closer. He continued his trail down her neck, hands coming up to flick the buttons of her shirt open, exposing her and the plain dark green bra she had on.

He studied them for several seconds and Lily suddenly felt embarrassed, and cupped her hands beneath his chin, bringing his face back towards her for another searing kiss. She moaned, and he pushed her back flat against the wall as he laid his body flush against her own.

The door to the room opened suddenly, and Lily's eyes flew open, her mouth ripping away from his violently, automatically bringing her arms that had previously been wrapped up in his robes, roaming his body towards her own chest. She pulled her shirt tight against her, realizing that, Merlins balls, she had started a make out session in the middle of a dangerous situation!

Severus didn't move from where he was, even pushing her impossibly closer to the middle of the corner where they were at. Lily looked at Severus straight in the eyes, fear making her face pale. Severus himself had a look mixed with anger, lust and disbelief. Then his face became it's normal dark frown, and Lily closed her eyes.

'Stay still,' his voice came quietly.

Lily only nodded slowly, eyes still closed.

She heard a couple footsteps as someone entered the room. But they only seemed to enter, not explore, for there was no more sounds of movement.

She felt the brush of Severus' hair on her cheek as he turned his head to look over his shoulder. He had a perfect view of the young man who Lily had described as Dunbarry.

He was looking around the room, eyes narrowed. His mouth was turned up in thoroughly devious smirk and his hands were in his pockets. He was wearing nothing more than a thick yellow and black jumper and a black scarf.

Severus continued to stare at the boy, and watched as he turned his head in their direction. He obviously couldn't see that far into the darkened corner, for he just continued to stand there and stare at the very area they were at.

Severus caught the boys eyes without the child knowing, and Severus stare deep. He hadn't tried to use any of his Legilimancy since he had died-he didn't know if it would even work.

But then-there!-he was in the teens mind...bringing up images of his childhoods past. The fear of being chased by his brothers Niffler. It was the fear that Severus used against him, and the smirk that was on Dunbarry's face vanished so quick, it was almost like it had never been there.

"What-is-no!" Dunbarry choked out, hands coming up to claw a bit at his face.

Severus projected all of the fear he could, until Dunbarry screamed and Severus finally let the kid go. Dunbarry fell back onto the floor, and Severus hissed in gleed to get up. The boy scooted back and then

scrambled to get up. He looked around the room is terror, before fleeing the room.

Severus waited until the slamming of the front door could signal Lily's safety.

"He's gone," he murmured and Lily opened her eyes wide.

"What did you do?" she asked quietly, shifting against his frame. She could feel something hard resting on her thigh, and knew exactly what it was. It made her ache.

"Legilimancy," he replied just as quietly, not moving from the spot. Lily breathed in sharply and raised her brows.

"I-I didn't know that was possible...I mean I had heard, but..." She trailed off staring into his eyes. Severus was moving his head closer and closer to her, centimeter by centimeter. Lily bit her lips as she brought her own face up towards his.

Their lips touched again and Lily was almost glad that Dunbarry had cornered her in the Shrieking Shack.

They mauled each others mouths for some time until Lily eventually ended up on her back with her shirt unbuttoned fully and Severus over top her, his many robes stripped down to his thin long sleeved under shirt. His neck didn't seem to bleeding at all. His slacks were tight between his legs, aching with the desire to be touched.

Lily's own legs were wide open and rubbing up against that hard length, whimpering and gasping and moaning with her own need.

Severus was tonguing her cleavage, then kissing and nipping and licking at her clothed nipples. Lily gasped loudly, and Severus groaned loudly.

She whined as Severus suddenly grasped her hips tightly, breathing ragged and face slightly flushed.

She looked up at him, unconsciously rocking her hips up towards his own.

"Oh, whattt?" she whined, hair lying wildly about her head.

"Please," she whimpered, almost sounding pained.

"Please don't tell me you're going to stop. I-I want it, please I need it!"

Severus shook his head and Lily almost burst into tears.

"I shouldn't. I shouldn't be doing this-" he was cut off as Lily brought her head up to smash her lips against his. She pulled away and kissed him again and again and again.

"Mmmmph-Potter-" kiss "-we shouldn't-" kiss "-do this I'm-"

He never finished his sentence. He seemed to give up and settled back to kissing her passionately, pushing her hips into the hard wood of the floorboards beneath her. He rubbed against her center slowly as he held her down and Lily gasped and mewed against him. He kissed her just as slowly, feeling himself throbbing.

He wanted her, wanted inside her. For a moment, he doubted this to be the right thing, but when Lily said his name in a breathy voice, he lost it.

He splayed his hands out against her thigh and hips, thumbs pointing inward. They rubbed gently at the inside of her thighs, slowly moving closer to her aching core.

When they reached home, Lily gasped audibly, her eyes rolling back into her skull. Severus deftly flicked open the buttons of her jeans and slid them slowly down and off. She lifted her legs to help him remove the item of clothing.

She was now lying under him, shirt unbuttoned and hair a mess. Jeans hnaging off one foot and her legs splayed open. His hands had returned to her thighs and were now creeping underneath her matching underwear.

Lily's eyes fluttered open, biting her lip as Severus dipped his thumb inside her.

She hissed and groaned, grabbing his forearm.

"First time," she mumbled, face turning red. Severus took in a sharp breath before sliding his thumb out slowly and pushing back in just as slow.

He set up a rhythm, wringing mews and moans from Lily like she was a special kind of insturment that only he knew how to play.

Eventually Lily cried for more, and Severus looked her in the eyes. They were pleading and Lily swallowed audibly before nodding.

Severus undid his trousers slowly and when he revealed himself, Lily's eyes looked as if they had become charmed with an Engorgement Spell.

"Oh my.." she stuttered, voice wavering.

Severus smirked, and let her stare before he started to stroke himself at a steady pace. Lily's gaze never left the hand that was alleviating a little of his need.

Finally he positioned himself at her lips. But he didn't go in.

He looked her in the eyes and muttered, "Where's your wand?"

She pointed over towards his right leg, where her jeans were still resting half off her leg. He grabbed her wand and handed it to her, absentmindedly rubbing her clitoris with his thumb.

He told her to cast a light numbing charm, and she did so, breathing quick and shallow.

When she was done she dropped her wand and brought her hands up to rest on Severus' forearms.

He started rocking slowly and Lily found it felt good.

When she was fully relaxed, Severus pushed in in one swift thrust and Lily's whole world exploded in cold, yet burning, stinging pain. She whimpered and her eyes teared up and spilled over the sides of her face.

Yet after he ran his hand over her cheeks, wiping the tears away; after he kissed her forehead, her eyes, her nose and finally her mouth, the pain was replaced with something else. It was still sore, and he still was barely moving. But it didn't hurt as much.

Ten minutes later he had set a steady pace of movement and Lily was grasping everything on his person. It felt so good, so wet and slick and hot...

When she orgasmed 30 minutes later, Severus following suit (it was cold as ice, an odd feeling), she had never felt so complete in her whole life.


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