Here it is! The 2000 word V-Day chapter! (Once again, updating between classes)
Enjoy.
Al,
I still don't get it. You lose your Hogsmead privileges, you're grounded, but all the trouble Malfoy and Zabini get in comes from the school. What, did their families send them congratulations cards or something?
∞Lily
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Lily:
I'm disappointed in you for even considering such a thing. Remember everything Dad told us? Don't assume anything about people from things they can't control. (Re: Names, appearance, family, etc) Besides, if you assume without evidence, your real enemy might kill you while your back is turned.
On to your letter subject. This is educated guesswork, so don't quote me on this, but it should be pretty accurate.
Scorpius's family probably lost the note in all their paperwork. Remember in Muggle Studies when they cover driers and how socks go missing in them? He says that his house is like that and the paperwork is worse.
Besides, the media attention this got (You missed it, passed out and all) was probably enough of a blow to his family's already bad reputation that it was a punishment all in of itself. Once he steps out into the real world, everyone gets to whisper "Potter-killer" behind his back.
That's a sign to stop sending people to shout obscenities at him. (If it's not you, I'd like to know who...)
As for Zabini, his mother is under the impression that he and his sister can do no wrong. She probably thought he was being wrongly blamed for something done by someone else and pampered him.
And his dad's never home. Marriage of convenience or something like that. He probably never even got the news.
Don't send a reply via flying note. This is the Great Hall and McGonagall is likely to snatch it out of the air. (Which is why my pet ferret is delivering. She requires payment in bacon)
Have fun in Hogsmead, don't get lost, keep a sharp eye on Lucy (Who knows what any stranger might do to her... Secret snake that she is, she's still only a third year) and don't forget your money.
And don't let anyone buy singing valentines.
Regards,
Al
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Walk down the streets, smile. The sunlight is warm today and she has her friends.
Malfoy, his back turned, fingers laced behind his head and voice a vague blur of sound. She draws her wand, waits, her friends whisper dares as they pass. Nothing happening here. Fingers tighten, heart pounds, mouth drying fast. You don't feel that, don't feel that, don't feel that; her heart pounds its liar message into her veins.
He turns. The hallway prickles on her lips, she meets silver eyes as he steps towards her, head at that tilt that sends her heart beating faster, spreading and diluting that lie.
She runs.
Lily wonders how she can call herself Gryffindor when she can't even hex a boy.
She wonders how she can call herself Potter when her heart calls Malfoy.
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Lily;
What happened to you? You decide to hex Malfoy and the last we see of you for an hour is you running down the street while he stands there and looks confused. Did you do ANYTHING to him?
I bought you extra chocolate though, (Peppermint, sorry, know it's not your favorite) since I figure something is up and you'll need it.
Regards;
R*W
P.S: Someone sent me a carnation...
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Rose,
I ended up sitting at that new little coffeeshop with the little outdoor tables and drinking more coffee than I'm supposed to and writing a sappy disgusting poem about Malfoy.
I really really really like him.
And then he walked by with Dariana Zabini. Here's a play-by-play.
I choke on my coffee. Malfoy stops, asks if I'm okay. Dariana sneers some tacky line about drowning that wasn't even remotely clever, never mind funny. Malfoy hops the tiny fence meant to separate sidewalk traffic from the seats. I feel vaguely glad the poem doesn't mention names. He stands really close and asks again and I mean close cause I could feel his breath on my skin and it smelled like peppermint. (I should mention I still haven't set down my coffee) I choke again, inhale a mouthful of liquid caffeine and half-feel like I'm drowning again.
And then comes the part I'm going to dream about for days.
He slid a hand behind my head and clamped his lips onto mine and even if it was technically rescue breathing it was so... Wow. Soft lips...
And then he was all, "Stop making me do that," and Dariana was shocked and GAH! I'm writing like an idiot but he was so...
Dreamy and heart-poundy. I'm not good at romance stuff.
Then he caught a glance of the poem and looked a little weird and cold.
Malfoy left.
So I wandered around for fifteen minutes and felt depressed and found you guys again.
Help me!
∞Lily
P.S: Peppermint chocolate is more than perfect...
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Lily;
Oh great Merlin. Cous... You poor girl. Look, I'll convince mum to send us some flowers for you to eat. Meanwhile, have the chocolate, read a few novels and don't write anymore love poems. Pretend it's your period or something.
Is it okay if I tell Al? No details or anything, but give him a heads-up that his sister's gone down lovesick road so he doesn't accidentally make anything worse? Not James, obviously, since he'd flip...
Want my carnation? It's got red petals.
Regards;
R*W
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Al;
Your sister has wandered down unrequited lovesick road as of today, and it would be best for everyone that we, as her closest family, handle her with care.
I don't know who it is, as she won't tell me, but don't you push it either.
Regards;
R*W
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Z,
Oh gods, Lily looked hoooooooottt... I don't know how someone can make a skirt that's neither short nor tight look that good, but she did... I mean, it just kinda swirled around her shins and damn...
And don't even get me started on that shirt.
Did I mention that I kissed her? Cause I kissed her. Actually, she was choking on coffee and it was rescue breathing, but that's besides the point!
(That's three...)
And then it turned out she was writing some stupid poem about some guy she liked. Who, since this is Lily and she's blind, probably isn't me.
Oh look. Ego.
By the way, Z? I don't care what your reasoning is, please don't leave me alone with your sister ever again. She kept trying these horrible attempts at flirting and nearly dragged me into Madam Puddifoot's twice. She also kept trying to snog me, and let me say that she is a horrible kisser.
I need hand sanitizer for my mouth. Or I did, but then Lily happened, so...
Dariana got angry after that. You should have heard the bitch-match.
But anyway, I want to know who the hell she was writing about so I curse him into oblivion.
-Scorpius–
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Pedo~
You had better hope Al doesn't see that letter. You know how he is. Anyone who touches his sister is an instant enemy for life.
Anyway, sorry for leaving you alone. I went off to see if that tiny flower shop still lived in Hogsmead, and I sent a flower off to Rose. (Obviously, it was a carnation. Anyone can send her a rose)
Oh, and I found out who's been paying people to shout random cursewords at you. You sitting down? Good!
The Scamander twins. Yeah, those two, who spend half their time in dreamworlds and the other half in schoolwork. (And Lysander's Lily-capturing attempts. Pathetic thing) Do as you will. Though you started it, kissing her in front of him and all. What got into you that time? And why didn't Al kick your face in? What lie did you grovel about?
◊Z
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Diamond Z, me friend,
I groveled, muttered something about adrenaline to the head, rubbing in the win, and a mysterious really cute brunette (Quick! Think of a girl at our school who ISN'T a brunette or a Weasley!) and promised to keep as much distance between myself and her, at least till Easter Holiday.
Oh, and according to Al Lily eats flowers, so I think that carnation is going to die a death with dinner tonight. Chances are high Rose let her have it. (You appear to have convinced her to give up dating. Nice going)
If it poisons her I force you to eat your own vomit. In front of the common room.
-Scorpius–
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Pedo~
...Seriously man. If she get's poisoned by eating a flower it's her own fault for not checking to see if it's edible. Don't blame me if your girl(slut)friend is an idiot.
◊Z
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Zabini, Scorpius Malfoy,
When most of us decide to pick up dueling, we don't decide to do so in the courtyard in front of three teachers. The fact that it took all three of them and ten minutes to get you both to stand down, while impressive, also makes me wonder what the hell got into you. I'm writing this letter because your duel turned six classes homework into shards of glass. I can't turn this in. One of you turn it back or rewrite it.
(Weasley Wizard Wheeze's freebie to the person who does and tells me how they did it)
≥Roxanne Weasley
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Dear Roxanne Weasley,
Oh. Sorry. That... Was me. I'll fix it.
And ah... Hell got into actually. Almost really. A couple well-placed insults and I'm surprised nobody got killed out there. (Wish Zabini did though)
And yes, Al's ferret delivers letters. I don't know why, but it saves my owl time, since he's currently flying a "Please don't kill me" letter to my parents.
-Scorpius Malfoy–
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Zabini,
I wouldn't sleep tonight, if I were you.
If you actually get to sleep. You're stuck on polishing duty.
-Scorpius–
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Pedo~
You're going into the forest, did you hear? Imagine. It's a full moon, too, I hear there's still a couple werewolves out in those woods...
If you come back, let me know so I can amend that. I'm sure no one will notice.
◊Z
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Score, Z,
Until one of you explains what the hell that was about, I refuse to talk to you.
Regards,
Al
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Rose,
I need new friends.
Regards,
Al
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