Disclaimer: I am not the legal owner of Harry Potter nor am I the owner of anything that is written in the Harry Potter series. I am however the owner of a few OC characters but very minor.

A/N: Along with finales that are almost over – Harry Potter and the DH part 2 is out. By now I've seen it twice. I can't really put my emotions into words, but although I'm not a big fan of the movies as much as I do enjoy watching them (and even more, I like to complain about them) this is a sort of an ending but not really. I think that as long as there are people, young and old, who wants to read and wants to watch the movies it will always be here. It's real for us.

On a side note: Chapter Ten title is taken from AVPS (I can't stop laughing over and over again whenever I watch it). So 10 points to xxlessthan3xx . ^^

Cheers!

Chapter Eleven:

The New Highs and Lows in My Life

Monday, September 22nd

A week of setbacks and I'm still rejected from the only blood relative I seem to be fond off. Okay, so maybe I'm avoiding her as well but really can anyone blame me?

Didn't think so. Besides I have new friends, or maybe just one friend who isn't actually new but the friendship term is still somewhat fresh. Scorpius, of course is now the best (and only) friend I have.

I think I have reached a new low in my life.

No, wait. Getting a T in potions was the new low in my life. Ah yes. Nothing says a good year is up ahead like a big failure for a start. This is so not going to be my year.

Wednesday, September 24th

I'm stuck at the hospital wing. No, I'm not ill or anything of that sort, just gained a nice detention – from Uncle Neville nonetheless. Granted, I shouldn't have thrown doxy eggs and twigs on Hugo's Mimbulus Mimbletonia. I know Stinksap is not toxic but consider the amounts the plant emitted and how much of it Hugo swallowed, it's no wonder he's laying a few beds away.

Uncle Neville (yes, I know I have to call him professor in class. I'm not stupid) went bonkers and demanded to know who worked up the plant's defense mechanism. It was Lucy who snitched.

"I saw Lily throwing a twig at it, Professor." She said as she crouched down beside Hugo and then she turned and gave me a dark look, I stuck out my tongue at her. "Really Lily, you're such a child."

"Is it true, Ms. Potter?" Uncle Neville asked. He never calls us by our surname unless he's mad. I nodded. "You will serve detention tonight at the infirmary. Speaking of which-" he turned to the moaning (and smelling) Hugo. "Lucy and Bennie, please take Hugo to see Madam Pomfrey." After this he returned to class.

"You should check your behavior Lily." Lucy said as she helped Hugo up. Bennie was also holding him however he looked much more amused.

"It's only stinksap, Mate." He whispered to Hugo. He winked at me and rolled his eyes as Hugo moaned once more.

"You should check your sense of family loyalty, Lucy," I began to say. "You're starting to take after your Dad. And we know how well that went."

Her eyes flashed with anger as her face reddened. Game. Set. SCORE!

Someone's coming. I can't scrub anymore night pans! I won't! I won't!

Oh it's just Scorpius.

My detention just got better.

Friday, September 26th

It looks like it's the last warm day we're going to have here, that is why some of us decided to go out to the sun and spend the afternoon by the lake.

Scorpius and I nicked a few apples and cakes from the kitchens and we're having a small picnic, along with the ever snogging Albus and Cleo.

"You reckon they'll ever come up for air?" He asked me. I looked up and there they were, thrashing around like eels out of water.

"No. Not unless one of them suffocates to death from having a tongue stuck down his or hers throat."

"There's my silver lining." He said and we both laughed.

As of now, Scorpius' head is on my lap while I write. Al and Cleo are still going at it like bunnies in heat. I think Scorpius has fallen asleep, that or he is dead.

I have to see about that.

Where is my wand?

Friday, September 26th

Nope. Scorpius is not dead. Just sleeping.

Pocking his side with my wand proved to be a good way to find out.

Oh, he doesn't look very pleased.

Saturday, September 27th

One of the longest days I've had by far. After receiving yet another low grade I turned to best help I can get at the moment. Rose turned me down (that's a first) claiming that she would love to help me but she is far too busy with her Head Girl duties. Albus is out of question, as his head is attached by the lips to Cleo the Slag. I was left with only Scorpius as my snake in shining skin.

Of course I'm only joking, Scorpius offered me his help numerous times, I never really agreed to take but hey, if he offered and said "whenever you need it." I guess whenever happened to be this weekend.

"So, what is your problem?" he asked as we set down to work at the library.

I gave him by best arched look. "Really?" I said. "Where shall I start?"

"No," he chuckled. "I meant with your schoolwork."

"For a moment there I thought you got hit over the head or something."

"I tend to listen when you talk to me."

"That's a surprise." I said and opened my potion book. "I don't understand this." I pointed at a random page.

"You don't know what a bezoar is?"

"I meant potions as a whole." I rolled my eyes. "Use your head, Scorp."

"Don't be a sour grape, Lils." His lips twitched as he spoke.

"Are you mocking my hair?"

"Perhaps." He leaned back in his chair giving me a cocky grin.

I shut close my book and got up. "I don't have to take this from you."

"Fair enough," He said. "Tell me how you did in potions next week, okay?"

I set down, defeated. "I hate you." I re-opened my book and took out a quill.

He gave me a toothy smile and began to explain everything I needed to know about calming draughts. After two hours my mind was fuzzy with moonstones and shriveled figs.

"I hate figs," I said as I closed my potions book. "Let alone shriveled one."

Scorpius laughed and bent down to take something out his schoolbag. "This will make you feel better." He handed me a small purple parcel.

"Yes Scorpius!" I called and took the parcel. "A thousand times yes!"

"Shut up and open it." He shook his head.

"Don't get so tasty." I opened the parcel. "Honeydukes chocolate?"

"I had some left from the summer and thought you deserve something nice for all the hard work you did." He said while breaking a piece and popping it into him mouth. "And because I like how the paper matches your hair."

"I take back everything nice I ever said about you."

"You're cute when you pout."

"I don't pout." I pouted.

"Of course you do." He pointed at my mouth. "You're doing it right now."

"Stop it." I pushed his hand away but he kept on inching it closer. "C'mon." I tried not to laugh. "Scorpius…"

"I'm only making a point, Lils." He smirked and then brushed his finger over my upper lip. "You had some chocolate there."

"Fancy telling me if there's anything else on my face?" I asked him while turning my head right and left for him to see.

"Nothing but your lovely freckles." He beamed at me.

I rolled my eyes. "You're a twat."

"Oh how you shower me with love." He said and got up from his seat. "Care to join me at the Slytherin common room?" I arched my eyebrow. "I'm not joking, when was the last time you paid us a visit?"

"I hate it there." I said and began to pick up my stuff just as he did the same. "It's so dreary and…well, mostly dreary."

"I always stay with you lot at the Gryffindor common room." Scorpius said as we began to make our way out of the library.

"That's because our common room is nice, warm and let's not forgets: not creepy."

"You're just lazy and don't want to climb all those stairs later."

"Perhaps." I said with a lopsided smile and we stopped at the library entrance. "Unless you have a better idea I want to go and wash up before dinner. My hair just dangles from my head these days."

"And what a lovely mop it is." He ruffled my hair. "You're right." he said and withdrew his hand from my hair and whipped it on his robe. "You're hair is in of shower as much as Al is in need of a taming charm."

"Thanks." I said dryly and hoisted my schoolbag on my shoulder. "I'll see at dinner, then?"

"You bet your plum colored hair." He leaned forward and gave me a slight peck on my cheek. "Bye Lils."

After all of this and a good shower I'm still left to wonder when in the name of Merlin's Y fronts did Scorpius and I started kissing each other goodbye. I need to talk to Lucy- Oh right…I'm on a Lucy diet…bugger…

Wednesday, October 1st

Lucy is acting strange. For the past few days whenever I'm around her she sighs, shakes her head and gives me a strange long look.

I snapped today during History of Magic. I set down beside Tamara Corner, a Ravenclaw I'm on friendly terms with, and we both started taking notes (because that's what you do when you sit next to a Ravenclaw and not next to your best friend whom you can talk with and not pay attention to class).

I was in the middle of my second paragraph regarding Egbert the Bloody (Goblin Wars) when I heard another sigh and a whispered "Lily."

I ignored it for the first five times until another sigh was heard.

"What!" I turned around and saw Lucy staring at me. "What do you want?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about." She said. I want to kill her.

"She's talking about you sighing every other minute." Tamara said, not raising her head from her notes. "It's very distracting."

"She's right you know." I said to Lucy and turned back to my notes.

Another sigh. I couldn't take it anymore.

"What is wrong with you?" I whispered and Lucy gawked at me. "What?"

"Nothing."

"One more 'nothing', Lucy Weasley, and I swear I will hex you to next week."

"Fine!" she spat. "Go on then!"

"Go on with what?" this is so frustrating I want to pull my hair off.

"You know what I'm talking about." She said spitefully.

"You're mental, Luc." I said calmly. "Usually I put up with your temper but seeing that we're 'on a break'," I made air quotes. "I really don't have to take this. Go and snog Hugo for all I care – you both can use the practice."

Lucy flushed red and buried her head in her notes. That's what you get, Lucy, for having Hugo as your pseudo-best friend.

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