Mix of both Fred and Lilith's POV's in this chap. Not entirely happy with it so I may go back and edit.
Despite Fred's many efforts Lilith hadn't said a word to him for entirety of potions. She instead, was pretending to focus on her cauldron, avoiding even the tiniest amount of eye contact despite the long glances he was giving her. He had even attempted a note halfway through the lesson, which usually would have worked, but she had grabbed it from the table and shoved it into one of the jars of live scorpions, pleased with herself as she sat herself back on her stool.
Out of the corner of her eye she can see him vigorously stir his potion, already knowing he's cocked it up as the liquid which should be dark green by now is a startling bright orange. When his head raises up she immediately puts her own down and she hears him let out a long deep sigh to try and gain her attention, but she just continues to scribble, so he appears to try a different tactic.
"You know I heard a rumour that you and Longbottom are secret lovers."
It was true that since the incident after supper on Saturday night there has been more than a few rumours flying around regarding her sudden interest in Longbottom of all people. Neville hadn't breathed a word about it as no one still knew the reason, so she kept her mouth shut as well, no matter how much Cordelia had pestered her about it.
But in all honesty, she didn't give a shit about what people thought about her and Neville. Her warning to Draco had spread around the school, and she was extremely aware that at least the Slytherins were too afraid to go anywhere near him, which she was rather pleased about.
"Where did you get to last night?"
Lilith finally looks up from her book to see Cordelia has turned on her stool to face her and she notices Fred grimace slightly, turning his attention back to his ruined potion.
"What are you talking about?" Lilith replies in a tired voice.
"Well when I woke up you weren't there, thought you were sneaking off again. Just wish you would tell me who with."
"I wasn't sneaking off with anyone." Lilith replies with a harsh tone, acutely aware Fred was listening in. The only problem with what had happened with Neville is that she hadn't slept properly for a few nights, as she kept seeing it every time she closed her eyes. "Sorry." She says quietly. "I just haven't been sleeping."
"Oh, so that's where you were. Was it about - "
"No." Lilith quickly answers. "Can we talk about this after class please?"
"I suppose." Cordelia says with a sigh as she leans on the table, looking over to Fred.
"What are you looking so sour about Weasley? Thought you would be all giddy, considering." She smirks.
Jordan turns around now to join the conversation and Lilith wishes she was anywhere other than here.
"Considering?" Jordan enquires as he spins round on his seat.
"Considering nothing." Fred mumbles.
"Considering... he made out with Angelina in Hogsmead." Cordelia says with a laugh and Lilith feels his eyes fix on her, but she doesn't even react to Cordelia's revelation.
Jordan smirks. "Fred you dirty – OW!" Jordan cries as Fred not so discreetly kicks him with his long legs.
"It wasn't really...anything." He says quietly, seemingly slightly embarrassed.
"Not what I heard." Cordelia smirks and Fred clenches his jaw, looking as if he's trying not to snap at her.
"I'm sorry if my lesson is interrupting…your gossip?"
Snape voice forces Cordelia and Jordan to return to their seat and the potions master investigates Fred's potion. "I see you've been paying attention this lesson Weasley." He says coldly as he turns from the table and moves onto the next one. It's a few moments after he's gone when Fred leans towards her, reaching out a hand to gently prod her in the arm to gain her attention.
"She kissed - "
"I don't care Weasley." She answers back quietly before he can finish his sentence. The last thing she had to worry about right now was Fred Weasleys love life.
As she enters the great hall for dinner there's a few glances at her, but she ignores them as she takes a seat at the Slytherin table and serves herself something to eat. Her mind is so occupied that she doesn't even really realise Xander has taken a seat next to her until he feels her nudge her arm gently.
"Don't mind if I sit with you, do you?"
Cordelia shakes her head and swallows hard. So Xander Chambers wasn't terrible looking, seventh year, on the quidditch team and as he brushed the hair back from his face, she found herself staring at him for a moment as he showed off his grin. But why did she feel so bloody guilty.
"So, I've been wondering why you didn't want to go to Hogsmeade with me, am I really that awful?"
"I just didn't feel like it." She shrugs, no wanting to admit the real reason.
"So, it wasn't anything to do with me then?"
"No." She says softly. "Not particularly."
"So why don't we try again this weekend. Just you and me then?"
"Not scared of me Chambers?"
"Should I be?" He smirks. "Maybe I'm into it. Scary girls are kind of hot."
She shoves him in the arm smiling slightly, her eye glancing over at Fred who is staring at the pair, it's almost like she can feel the jealousy radiating off of him even from this distance She has to remind herself that him and her, as much as it made her stomach ache to think about ,it just wouldn't work. Chambers family was prominent within wizarding circles, his father worked at the ministry with Lucius, people wouldn't question it if they went on a date. Well that made much more sense, didn't it?
"Ok. Hogsmeade. This weekend."
"Good." He beams at her and she smiles slightly back, but both are suddenly distracted as the trifle a few feet from them start to violently rumble, before exploding over the pair.
Seamus, who was usually exceptionally loud during dinner, was remarkably quiet today as he sat next to Neville. Usually the short arse would spend dinner teasing his fellow dorm mate, but since Saturday no one had uttered a mean word to Neville. In all fairness he didn't seem to be disappointed about it as he happily ate his dinner while Fred stared at him from across the table, trying to think of a way to get him to talk.
He couldn't figure it out. Of course, he knew about the history with Neville and Liliths parents, and he reckoned he was the only one that did, but why all of a sudden was she deciding to be his knight in shining armour.
But right then he had something else to worry about, as Angelina was looking over at him from the other side of the table, whispering to Alicia.
George with his mouth full of food notices and nudges him in the elbow. "You have to talk to her eventually."
"Or I can just hide for the rest of my natural born life."
"Well, maybe rethink that because someone seems to be getting over you pretty quick."
Fred glances over to the Slytherin table, and sure enough Lilith is sat there with Xander next to her, him murmuring stuff in her ear while she smiles at him.
"Well I'm not going to punch anymore guys out for her." He stabs at the broccoli on his plate and hears the chuckle from George.
"Yeah you bloody would."
Fred pouts as he looks over at his brother's smug face. Yeah, he probably would.
"Yeah well, it's pathetic. Trying to make me jealous. As if that would work." As he watches Lilith hit Xander in the arm he realised it was, rather well actually. He would be a complete liar if he said jealousy didn't come easily to him but growing up with six other siblings when you weren't even the favourite and a bloody twin to boot, it was only natural he would get jealous rather easily. He just didn't think watching the two of them merely sitting together would cause that burning sensation in his chest.
"Greens not a good colour on you."
Fred flings some mash potato at him and George glares at the mess on his jumper. "Don't."
"What?" Fred shrugs and as he looks over to the two practically making out in the great hall, he gets a horrible idea.
"Last time Charlie started a food fight he was in detention for a month." George states quietly, but Fred sees the spark in his eye.
"We should see if we can beat his record."
"Fred - " George says with a penalising tone, but there's a smirk.
Already armed with wand under the table looks over at the pair, and as Xander moves slightly closer to her he flicks his wand and the trifle that was a mere couple of feet away from them explodes, causing several screams from the Slytherin table as they are suddenly covered in cold custard and jelly. He's rather pleased with himself until he sees Chambers wipe the custard tenderly from Lilith's face and the bitterness suddenly grows again.
"Impressive." George chuckles, and as he flicks his wand a bowl of mash potatoes on the Hufflepuffs table flips into the air, covering several of the of the Durmstrang boys who were sat there.
The twins stand from the table, both looking over at each other with a wicked grin before they decide to declare war.
"FOOD FIGHT!"
Suddenly peas, carrots, chicken legs, all sorts are being thrown throughout the hall. There are screams, laughter, Fred feels a bake potato lob at the side of his face, but it isn't half fun. Even the Durmstrang boys and several of the Beauxbaton girls who don't look disgusted are throwing food around the hall.
In fact, it's several minutes before her even recognises McGonagall voice echoing throughout the hall and suddenly everything comes to a sudden halt as they stare at the witch stood at the great hall entrance.
"I suggest that every Beauxbaton and Durmstrang students return to their sleeping quarters immediately."
Fred and George exchange a smile, knowing they were in deep trouble
McGonagall lines up the students, glaring at each one as she walks past. Fred is trying to clean whip cream out of his ear when he earns a stare from the elderly witch.
"I have never been more disappointed in my students. We are meant to setting an example to our quests and this is how you do it, with childish antics?!"
Fred shoves his hands into his pockets, perhaps feeling slightly guilty.
"Now, is anyone going to come forward as the instigators of this event?"
There's complete silence throughout the hall and Fred can feel George's eye burn into him slightly.
"It started at the Slytherin table!" Seamus pipes up and Chambers leans forward.
"Whoever blew that trifle up wasn't from our table. Besides, last time there was a food fight it was the Weasleys that started it."
What a fucking snake.
"That was Charlie." Fred starts, and George finishes for him. "Thank you very much."
"Of course it's not as if they would do anything so childish." He hears Hermione mock quietly and Fred pulls a face in her direction.
McGonagall pinches her brow, completely exasperated. "If no one steps forward then every student here will remain behind to clean this entire hall until it's completely spotless."
Fred looks at George and they both sigh, as fun as it was, they weren't going to let everyone be punished for it, so they take a step forward gaining a rather disappointed look from McGonagall.
"Told you." Xander says rather smugly and Fred resist the urge to throw the bread roll that ended up in his pocket at his stupid head.
It was two in the morning by the time they had finished, tiredly making their way through the halls to the Gryffindor common room. George is lagging behind, dragging his feet.
"I don't think I'm going to be able to use my arms for a week."
"What's the point of magic if we can't even bloody use it." Fred grumbles as they turn the corner and he freezes for a second as he sees the glow travelling towards them in the darkness, and then he his stomach sink slightly as he realises Lilith is walking towards the two of them.
"Oh - " She remarks quietly as she stops in front of them two of them. "Finally finished, are you?"
"Finally.' George yawns. "What are you doing here Lestrange."
"I was just - " She points in the direction of the hospital wing. "I don't feel well."
Fred looks at her in the low dim of their wands and takes note of how completely exhausted she looked.
"What's wrong?" He asks and for the first time all day she finally looks at him.
"Nothing." She mumbles quietly as she brushes past the two of them and Fred feels George shoves him in the arm as they watch her, so he's suddenly chasing after her.
"Lil - wait a sec!" He calls after her and surprisingly she does pause and turn to him. "You sure you're ok?" He asks with genuine concern, and she must have heard it in his voice because the hard look on her face softens slightly.
"I suppose. Surprised you're concerned."
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well I don't think your girlfriend would be too happy about it."
"She's not - " He stops himself for a moment as he's reminder of her practically making out with Chambers in the middle of the great hall. "Well considering you didn't want to date Xander the other day you managed to jump on that pretty quick."
In hindsight blowing up that dessert to ruin Lilith and Xander canoodling had been a pretty stupid idea. If he hadn't been so bloody jealous of seeing the two of them together it probably never would have happened, and he might be asleep in bed right now and not here having this stupid argument.
"It's not my fault your jealous."
"I'm jealous?" He says with completely shock, despite the fact it was utterly true.
"Blowing up the sodding trifle?"
"That was - it wasn't about you." He lies. He can almost sense George rolling his eyes in embarrassment.
"You're so pathetic."
"And a loser apparently." He mumbles and sees her eyes widen ever so slightly, like she's remembering she had said that at all, but he hadn't forgot about that. "You would rather go out with Mad eye. Apparently, you'd rather go out with everyone one else here except me."
He regrets his words, and for a moment he thinks she looks like she regrets hers as well, but she still plays up to it.
"Maybe get the hint then." She snaps at him and Fred turns away first, heading back towards George as he hears her footsteps go off in the other direction.
"You know, remind me to never ask you for dating advise, because you are horrible at it."
"Piss off." Fred mumbles as they head to the common room.