Warnings! Bondage kink; inspired by a real life story.

Also, a shout-out to a previous chapter—can you guess which one?

Prompt: "Damage"

Lily rarely skipped a night of drinking with her friends and family, but tonight she found herself sorely tempted. Not that Roxanne, Hugo, or Wren—Wren doesn't even like to drink! Lily's mind tried to protest—were going to let her. So as soon as her shift was over at the hospital, Lily found that both of her arms had been latched onto by a pair of grinning cousins. Even Wren was smiling mischievously—well, as mischievously as Wren could smile—as they pulled her to the fireplace.

"Tell us everything," Roxanne demanded as they arrived in the pub. Hugo and Wren joined them after a moment helping Roxanne shove Lily to the bar.

"You're making a big fuss over nothing," Lily insisted as Hugo ordered them drinks. "Really, it was only a little accident, Scorpius is fine now-"

Hugo grunted as Roxanne giggled. "I should hope so."

"Details, Lils," Roxanne demanded, tugging on her arm.

Lily groaned and wondered if ducking and hiding under the bar would just draw more attention. "Honestly, guys, you've probably already heard the whole story by now…at least let me get my drink first…"

"No stalling," Hugo retorted.

"Second-hand information is rarely as truthful," Wren added taking a sip of her pint as the drinks arrived.

"Besides, any good reporter knows, if you want to get to the bottom of things, you have to go to the source."

Lily flinched and turned to look as Albus grinningly joined them at the bar.

"Not you too," she whined.

Albus snickered. "Hey, I believe I have right to know what happens to one of my best mates. As your brother, there are somethings I just rather not know, but in this case, I believe an exception is in order."

"Here here," Hugo crowed, raising a glass to him.

"Out with it," Roxanne shoved her shoulder playfully. "Details!"

Lily sighed.

Lily and Scorpius may not have been Gryffindors, but didn't mean they weren't the "adventurous" type. Actually, it was Lily's idea in the first place—one of her patients had been very talkative once, explaining how much fun a little bondage could be. They both agreed it sounded interesting—besides Lily was a Medi-Witch, if something did happen she'd be able to fix either of them up if there was an accident.

Or so they thought.

To be fair, it was fun. There was a certain thrill Lily felt blindfolded and tied to the table while Scorpius had his own fun. They were both enjoying it, and Lily knew that Scoprius was reaching his brink as he started going harder and faster.

Neither could have foreseen Scorpius pulling back too far and then sliding out. All Lily knew was that out of nowhere something slammed into her thigh, Scorpius made a high gasp of pain, and then there was a loud thud.

"…Scorpius?" Lily tried. There was a loud moan in reply. Instantly, Lily shouted the agreed safe word and when he didn't untie her Lily began to grope for her wand that she laid next to her hand on that the off chance something did happen. Well, something had happened, and Lily quickly freed her one hand, ripped off the blind fold, then began to free herself. As she freed her feet, she warily looked over the side of the table, worried what had happened to her boyfriend.

Lily's jaw dropped.

Hugo was half laying across the bar, clinging to it with one hand as he beat his fist against the wood. Roxanne—and Lorcan, who'd also showed up to hear the tale—joined him, clutching her sides as she wheezed in laughter. Albus had covered his face with his hands—he'd gone pale, but Lily could see his shoulder shuddering as he tried not to laugh. Wren was smiling enigmatically at nothing, but Lily noticed her cheeks were stained pink.

"It's not funny," Lily grumbled. Albus lost what little control he had left and joined Hugo with banging his fist on the table as he roared with laughter. A chuckle escaped Wren's lips.

"That's not right!" Lorcan howled, laughing hysterically.

"45 degree angle? Really?" Hugo laughed. "God, that must have hurt."

"Oh, Jesus!" Albus snickered. "Oh, how bad did it swell?"

Lily gave up and downed her drink. "He could have put a stallion to shame."

Even Wren laughed at that one.

"How is he?" Albus asked, finally regaining his composure.

"He's resting at home now," Lily sighed. "They got the swelling down, and they…straightened him out-" Roxanne was hardly breathing at this point, instead making high raspy noises while everyone else howled again. "They said he couldn't do …anything for at least two weeks though."

"Oh—oh, that's gotta suck," Lorcan sniggered. "Even…?" He made a crude hand gesture to finish his question.

Lily grimaced. "Even that."

The men of the group groaned in sympathy.

"Hey, if you tell James that, maybe he'll finally try and visit your apartment again," Albus tried, grinning at her.

Lily covered her eyes with her hand and ordered another drink.

"You're late," Scorpius grumbled from the couch as she stumbled through the fireplace. "And drunk. They ambushed you already?"

Lily merely nodded, not bothering to brush off the ash as she fell into the easy chair across from him. "How you feeling?"

"Like hell. The potions they're making me take tastes like shit."

Lily smiled. "That's how you know it's good—can't have people liking the taste and getting hooked."

Scorpius mumbled something as he shifted on the cushions before wincing.

Lily frowned and joined him at the end of the couch, grabbing his feet so she could massage them.

"So…" he began, "how much did you tell them?"

Lily winced. "Not everything—if I didn't say anything though, they would have come up with weirder theories."

Scorpius groaned and put his hands over his face.

"Albus was there—he said he might come round to cheer you up," she tried.

"If he wants to cheer me up, he could have gotten me drunk," he grunted.

Lily frowned and put her hand on his knee, making him pull his hands away to glance at her properly. "I'm really sorry."

He frowned and looked away. "Not your fault."

"I still feel terrible."

He looked back to her and tried to manage a smile. "Make it up to me—in a few weeks."

She snickered. "I'll see if I can manage something special by then."

Scorpius was grinning but then suddenly frowned. "No more ropes this time."

She smiled and patted his knee. "No ropes," she promised.