A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

Sorry for the late update. I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

Lily handed her mum a dish to put away. The pair of them was washing the dishes. Ginny claimed washing the china by magic always ended up with things being chipped. Lily was still thinking about that afternoon tea with Draco. He'd done as he'd said and walked her close enough to her parents' house. He'd kissed her, sending her head reeling. She sighed looking over at her mum. Would she ever be able to tell them about Draco, about the wizard who made her feel like the whole world was a sparkling ball of light and joy?

"Mum, what would you say if I was dating someone?" Ginny paused.

"I'd ask why you haven't told us about this person yet?"

"What if it was someone...older?"

"How much older?" Ginny asked putting away another plate.

"Teacher older? Like Uncle Severus and Aunt Hermione," Lily answered after a moment. "Hypothetically, of course, I'd never do anything like that..." Ginny nodded her head slowly pretending she believed Lily. Rarely were hypothetical questions ever actually hypothetical. Lily also looked slightly guilty and embarrassed by the question. Everyone knew the girl couldn't lie to save her life. How she'd managed to be placed in Slytherin was beyond Ginny's comprehension.

"Lily, is there something you'd like to tell me?"

"Nope, I was just wondering, I mean, I remember how Aunt Hermione was disowned by Grandma and Grandpa Weasley." Ginny looked over at her daughter and pulled the girl into a tight hug.

"We will never disown you, Lily, no matter who you date! I promise! And there was much more to the whole situation than the fact Hermione married a man older than herself. There was also the fact your Uncle Ron was in love with her." Lily sighed in relief. Maybe she could tell her mum about Draco?

"Thank you, mum. I've got some homework to finish." Lily darted off towards her room. Ginny watched her and shook her head. Homework? During the summer holidays? She doubted it, but whatever Lily was up to, she'd tell her soon enough.

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Lily smiled as she saw Draco climbing the stairs to her family's box. This time, she'd made sure her father was at work. Her mum wasn't playing today, the Harpies had an away game and had lent the pitch to a minor league team, the Thoroshire Thestrals. Lily had never seen them play, but hey a game with Draco was a game she wanted to be at.

"Missed you," he whispered giving her a quick kiss before sitting next to her. She happily returned the kiss, sighing happily.

"I think I missed you more, Draco. I'm glad you could get away from grading papers long enough to watch a game with me."

"Wild werewolves wouldn't keep me away from you, Lily," he whispered wrapping an arm around her waist. She leaned in against him, their lips touching again.

"Lily?" Lily froze at her name. She looked up, standing at the entrance was a witch wearing a Harpies uniform.

"Oh, shit," Lily whispered quickly pulling away from Draco.

"Please, don't tell my mum," she begged quickly. "It's..." she started to say. Draco watched her.

"It's exactly what it looks like," she finally answered. She turned to Draco and gave him a small smile.

"This is my mum's teammate, beater Jessika Oberon...who is not at the game because?" The witch held up her arm which was in a sling.

"Got into a fight with a bludger, I lost this time," she answered looking at Lily and Draco.

"Jess, meet Draco Malfoy, my boyfriend...who you are not telling my mum about." The beater laughed.

"Good afternoon Mr. Malfoy." He nodded.

"We thought we'd catch the game, in private," Lily stated. "I didn't know you were injured, or you'd stop by."

"I happened to see you entering the stadium, thought I'd say hello. I didn't know you'd have company, your mum never mentioned you were dating anyone."

"She doesn't know, and she's not going to find out from you, right?" Jessika nodded.

"I've got to go check on some equipment, Lily. I'd tell Ginny if I were you, you got lucky this time that it was only me." Lily watched her leave and sighed.

"She's right, Draco. We can't keep doing this, sneaking around like this. We can't keep just going to Aunt Hermione's. We're going to have to tell my parents."

"I knew we would sooner or later," Draco grumbled. "Your father still hate me?'

"Yup, he mutters about you every time someone mentions death eaters...or money, or ferrets, or school..." Lily's voice trailed off thinking about how often her dad complained about Draco, or the Malfoy family in general.

"Ferrets...really, he won't let that go, will he?"

"I guess not," Lily answered laying her head on Draco's shoulder. "Maybe you should just come over for dinner tonight."

"Dinner...tonight?"

"Yes, tonight, no point in putting it off anymore. Mum's going to find out soon enough, I doubt Jessika can keep a secret as juicy as us for longer than three days. I mean, me, a Potter, snogging a Malfoy? How scandalous!"

"Dinner...tonight?"

"It's either that or Weasley family Sunday dinner, get the whole family announcement over with at once? Of course, Uncle Ron will be there..."

"Tonight sounds good," Draco finally answered as Lily laid her head against him.

"Perfect, I'll let mum know you'll be joining us. Until then," she leaned up and kissed him. "let's enjoy the game?"