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While Lily went to start some breakfast for them, Sirius returned to his room and dressed. Well, if you call a pair of old pajama pants and a smile being dressed. They had been Harry's, just about the only thing that fit right. Lily had said something about more in a box up in the attic, but that could wait. For now his stomach growled as if it might never again be sated. The smell of pancakes and fresh coffee only made matters worse. Bounding down the stairs like the big kid he was, he tore into the kitchen and greeted her with his usual carefree nature. "Mmm smells great. Anything I can do to help?" She looked over, gesturing to the living room, with a cup of coffee in her hand. "Prof...er Remus is in the other room. I am sure he has plenty to chat up with you still." She grinned sheepishly, still called her friend professor at times, old habits die very hard. Sirius didn't need to be told twice, he shuffled out the door to bother his old friend. He still had alot of questions. Soon Deacon returned with his mother Ginny, who had to come and see Sirius for herself. She hugged him a lot, reminding him of Molly a bit more than he cared for. "Oh Sirius, oh I told mum and she insists you all come to the Burrow tomorrow, big dinner everyone there, you know the drill. Dad can't believe it...he shook his head and mumbled a lot, I think he was thinking of how happy the gang would have been..." Her words trailed as she thought of Harry, 'Mione and her dear brother Ron. No, she wouldn't let sadness break this happy moment. Deacon had little interest in any of this, and the first chance he had to get Lily alone, he took it. Dragging her off to the kitchen, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "How are you doing? I mean..after last night. How is he" A jerk of his head in the other room's direction "holding up"
"Oh everything seems fine. Although I had a horrible dream last night...I keep having them. Oh Deacon..I miss them so much." She wiped a tear from her eye and leaned against his chest with a sigh. "Remember that night, the night before graduation?" Her voice was a little softer than before, and something in his eyes made it clear he knew exactly what she meant. A nod, he placed a soft kiss on her forehead, pausing a moment to take in her scent. "Yeah..I remember. What about it"

Laughter rang out in the night air, as Lily Potter tackled Deacon Malfoy, bringing him to his knees in the grass. Sitting on a small bank by the lake, Clyde and Monique sat watching with giant grins upon their faces. Lily had pinned him, now sitting upon his back as she stuck blades of grass idly up his nose. He seemed to be loving every minute of it.
"So what are you going to do after we are out of here?" Clyde was looking at Lily, and she blew him a silly kiss before falling back in the grass beside Deacon.
"Dunno, maybe I will see if I can become an auror like mum and dad. Just last night I was talking to dad about it." Deacon had crawled over to lay his head on her lap, as she curled onto her side a bit and began to idly flip his long bangs over her fingers. "Well I am going to open a clothing store...a Muggle clothing store." Monique was just trying to be scandalous; she always liked being the wildest one of the bunch. Clyde rolled his eyes at her, and Deacon just made a strange huffing sound. He was distracted at the moment. Lily smiled though, looking over at her friend.
"Well I think that would be a fabulous idea, because I happen to love Muggle clothing." Point made, she was wearing some right then. Jeans and a strange lettered tee. Her favorite. Deacon cast a stolen glance at her every now and then, and Clyde began to pout about it. Lily was oblivious. "What about you Clyde...still going to work at your parent's store?" He shrugged, still pouting. "I guess. Guess I don't have too many options...only 2 OWLS and neither in any field worth a damn." Lily tossed a small rock at him. She never brought up the fact she had passed all of hers. One a very few to do so. All her teachers were incredibly pleased with the young Potter girl. Deacon had gotten ones in DADA, potions, magical creatures and transfiguration.
A soft shuffling sound in the bushes gained all eyes, a shadow immerging to reveal Remus Lupin, with a bottle of fire whisky in his hand. "I thought I might find my favorite pupils out here somewhere. You are missing the feast." He knew better than to tell them to return, never had he seen such a group that made him miss his old Marauding brothers. Not really trying, he plopped down with Clyde and Monique, offering the unopened bottle. "I brought refreshments. But shh our little secret. Shall we toast to graduation..to the rest of your lives?" He held the bottle out for one of them to take, and it was Clyde that got it first. Each took a turn, offering it in the air in a mock toast before taking a long drink. Lily coughed a bit, and Deacon laughed, rubbing her stomach playfully. "Lightweight." They all laughed when he did the same thing a moment later. "Now who's the lightweight"
They spent a good part of the night laughing and planning, talking and sharing, and Remus felt refreshed when he left them some time near sunrise. Clyde and Monique followed soon after, she kept complaining about not getting enough beauty sleep for pictures. Deacon stayed there with Lily, his head still in her cradling lap. He was looking up at her now, She smiled down at him, and it made his heart race. He had something to say to her, something he had held in for years now. This seemed the right moment, the perfect moment. He sat up, pulling her into his arms. She leaned against him, canting her head so she could look at him. "Something on your mind tonight"
He nodded, and kissed her forehead softly. "Yeah...yeah actually there is. I have something I want to tell you." He tugged on the Slytherin scarf around his neck, trying to muster the courage. Finally he just blurted it out. "Lily...I really like you. I mean really like you...and I wanted you to know before we leave here. I just..I thought maybe you might feel the same way." He went silent, nervously waiting for any response. She sat there quietly, just staring out at the lake in silence. His heart was breaking..he couldn't take this silence anymore. She had to say something soon or he was going to explode. It seemed ages before she spoke. Her hand slipped against his, fingers sliding between his as she whispered. "I know. I've known for a long time." He couldn't believe it! What did this mean..she felt the same way? Or maybe she didn't..and just didn't want to make him feel stupid.
"And"
"And..." she finished her response by meeting his lips with hers in a sweet and soft kiss. He groaned, his arm reflexively slipping around her waist to pull her closer. He was so happy he thought his heart might leap out of his body right then and there! He pressed closer, deepening the kiss until.
Hagrid came crashing through the bushes, with something in his hands that was now sprouting a large tail and spitting some disgusting red fluid on him. He didn't even see the two, and Lily yelped, tumbling with Deacon out of the way as Hagrid groaned and ran by. "So sorry I don' kno what 'as gotten into 'im!" He stumbled off, still fighting the nasty little creature. Lily was breathing heavy, and started giggling. He looked at her and couldn't help but laugh too. Typical.
But the moment was gone, she sat up and dusted grass off her jeans. "We should get back before someone realizes we aren't there for breakfast"
"Yeah..yeah let's go"

Deacon was brought back to reality when Lily sniffled softly. She still stood with her head against his chest, letting his rhythmic breathing calm her tears. "I just sometimes think about that night..about how happy we were. So many plans. So many dreams...what happened to us?" He sighed, brushing her hair from her eyes. She would never be his...his sinking heart knew this. "I don't know Lliy. I wish I could make it all the way it was. I promise I do."

(A/N Yes the italics indicate a flashback.I thought they were better than just putting flashback in parenthesis somewhere.