9. Because you're in a hotel.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but we only have six rooms under your reservation." The receptionist told a flustered redhead in a dull monotone. Rose's eyes were wide with worry and horror; she knew this was going to happen. Something bad was going to go wrong and send the entire event that was to be her wedding out of control.

"And you don't have another room that we could book for the weekend? Are you sure?"

"No ma'am, all booked out." Lily, from where she was standing by the pretentious fountain in the foyer of the grand hotel, gave Scorpius a look reading 'shut her up before she goes into mental meltdown.' The blonde responded by rolling his eyes at her before wrapping an arm around his fiancé and stroking her shoulder comfortingly.

"Surely you have one spare room?" Scorpius' calm and soft voice was a great contrast to Rose's, he knew he had to be the calm one. The receptionist shook her head.

"Very sorry, sir, but we're all booked out." Scorpius sighed and took the keys that had been placed on the bench.

"Thank you anyway, we'll just have to rearrange." Leading his panicking fiancé over to where the rest of the wedding party were milling around, but stopping in front of Lily. Scorpius gave her a look, causing her to roll her eyes at him.

"I have to share, right?" Scorpius nodded apologetically, causing the brunette to sigh. "With who?"

"My dad?" Scorpius cringed as he waited for the backlash, knowing that Lily had gotten tetchy over the subject of his father and her whenever Varian felt fit to bring it up (all the time), while Lily just blinked uncomprehendingly.

"What?"

"You two are the only ones who weren't sharing a room originally."

"Right." She tisked, on the inside though, she was kind of giddy. A weekend in a hotel room which she was supposed to share with a gorgeous man. Draco was going to love this.

"Look, take your key," he held it out for her. "He's not here yet. I'll send him up when he arrives. Please, Luli," Scorpius used her nickname, the one he had stopped using when they were fifteen, meaning he was really sucking up to her. "Play nice." Lily rolled her eyes. "I want both of you at the wedding, so don't throw a hissy fit and land him in St. Mungo's, please." Lily raised an eyebrow, causing Scorpius to sigh again. "Room service is on me." Lily laughed evilly and grabbed her things; It seemed the weekend was going to turn out better than planned.

It was only later on, when she was having the life ravished out of her on the massive bed, which took pride of place in the room, by Draco, that she brought up the subject of such a random coincidence happening.

"I mean, I'm sure I was there with Rose when she- oh... mmm... s'nice... keep doing that...- when she booked the rooms. She definitely said seven." Draco snorted against her neck as he proceeded to bite down against the skin of her collar bone lightly.

"What coincidence?" Draco mumbled against her skin. Lily pushed him away from her slightly, resisting as he attempted to get right back to what he had been doing.

"Hang on." She commanded, and Draco stopped fighting her and raised an eyebrow in her direction. "You mean to say that you cancelled one of the rooms?"

"I thought it would be nice to share." He stated nonchalantly. Lily slapped his shoulder, hard.

"Idiot. I would have just snuck into your room." She sighed and relaxed her grip on his shoulders. "And it would have saved Rose from yet another reason as to why she's about to have a complete mental breakdown."

"Oh well, too late." He didn't sound very concerned as he finally managed to dislodge Lily's hands and capture her mouth once more.