I felt the cold rush of his breath coming into his noise as I kissed him. I could feel the heat fill my body, my cheeks. I pulled my lips away gently before I felt his lips back on mine. His hand was on my neck, as I leaned into him, begging for him to keep kissing me. I leaned more into him, my chest clashing with his. It felt like fire exploding under my skin, I reached out my hands finding his soft hair, as I ran my fingers threw it he pulled me by my waist, I pulled on leg over his so I didn't have to sit at a strange angle. I felt his fingers slowly touch my bare skin on my legs.

We both wanted more.

I opened my mouth to deepen our kiss as Malfoy's hands moved up and down my bare legs, but stopping at the hem of my skirt. I could feel every one of my Goosebumps as he slowly wondered his hands. I swear I don't know what came over me! Maybe it was because of what Lorcan had said, or maybe it was the feeling that no matter how many second I spent kissing Malfoy, I wasn't sure it was going to be enough. I bit down on his bottom lip as he made a small sound, pulling back into my universe. Back into the place where I hate him, the place where I should be hanging out with friends on my last day of the weekend, instead of having to spend time with him, and having detention for the next two weeks.

I pulled myself away from him, to look into his grey eyes, both of our chests trying to catch the air we were finally letting in our lungs. I dropped my hands, I'm sure my expression was blank as I stared at him. His was too; maybe he was just as confused as I was. I felt my skin run cold as the ice on the lake. I pulled my leg back to one side, grabbed my bag and bolted.

Some Gryffindor courage I have.

I ran down the stairs, I could hear Malfoy yelling my name down the stairs as I kept going, I could still feel his touch on my skin, and I'm not sure how I should take that, I kept going reaching the fifth floor and found myself being stopped by Lysander. "Hey," I said catching my breath putting my arms around him. I felt his arms go around my waist as I stopped hearing any noise at all.

I turned around feeling eyes on me. It was Malfoy. His face look hurt his face as white as his hair. I opened my mouth to say something, but Malfoy just put his hand up and walked away. I opened my mouth again, but nothing came out, absolutely nothing. Lysander went to my side as I watched Malfoy walk down the stairs.

The day went by as normal, I went to my classes, I ate, I obsessed about my kiss with Malfoy. It wasn't that good, or at least that is what I keep telling the part of myself that enjoyed it. I hadn't even seen him all day. Not that I cared. I was walking down the steps to Hagrid's hut. I could feel the brisk cold air on my skin, but it was nicer than it had been all week, and February only had a few days left. I smiled and waved at him as he looked up at me from feeding some sort of animal. I pulled my hand out for it to smell be before I put my hand on its head. It was a small creature; I think I remember seeing them once or twice when I was little, when my dad came to visit Hagrid. It was grey, with wide eyes and gangling legs to match its long feet. "So what are we in for today?" I asked lifting my hand from the animal.

"What 'er talkin' abou'? He asked from under his grey beard.

"My detention, with Malfoy?" I asked with a small laugh.

He shook his head at me, "Longbottom said that you two were done with that. Som'thin' abou' you two worked it out?"

I took a step back in confusion. I worked things out with Malfoy? I didn't want to be near Malfoy, I kept telling myself. I waved good bye and went back up the steps taking them two at a time before I found Professor Longbottom. He was sitting in his office, plants all over the office, some moving around, another was slowly whistling. He waved me in with a smile and put his watering can down. "I was just at Hagrid's, I thought I had detention?"

"Professor McGonagall said that you had learned your lesson, you are off the hook, but still try to stay out of trouble, I know it is a Potter trait, but get some studying done. O.W.L.'s are in two months Lily."

I nodded my head slowly; it was really hard to take him seriously when I have seen him passed out drunk at a New Year's Eve party. The fact that my Mum wrote to him to keep me on top of my studying also crossed my mind for the reason he was lecturing me. "Yes sir," I said putting my hand on the door and walked back to the castle, I found Lysander and Lorcan in the Great Hall at the Ravenclaw tower. I sat down in between them; I could see Tara looking up at us. I looked down and nudged Lorcan to my left. He let out a blush; I could see it as I pulled out my books and my quill. "Talk to her," I said with a sigh, both of them looked over to me. I nodded a little in Tara's direction as Lorcan looked back down.

"No, I couldn't." He whispered flipping the page in his book.

"Why not?" I asked looking up watching Malfoy walking into the Hall. I held my breath, who had he told about our kiss? Did anyone know about it? He was going to walk over here and tell the whole school that I had kissed him! Everything was going to fall apart. I took a gulp of air in as I saw Millie Nott, a seventh year Slytherin swoop up his hand and put a kiss on his cheek. The same cheek I had my hands on yesterday. I looked back down, shutting and opening my eyes. I was not going to look up again, and I didn't know why.

I felt like I did when Lorcan had kissed Tara.

But worse and I have no idea why.

Lysander put his arm around me and gave me a quick squeeze. "Lily?" I looked up to see Lorcan staring at me. "Did you just hear what I said?" He said with a small laugh.

"No, but I am going to tell you to grow up and ask her to Hogsmeade. You were snogging in the hall."

"I cannot just walk up to—"

"Act like a Gryffindor then, or I will do it for you." He gave me a look, the one where he doesn't think I will actually do something. I just smiled back to him and he stood up and walked over to her.

"That is a nice thing for the girl who has been a complete idiot around him for the past seven years." Lysander said with a small shake of his head.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I said staring up at his blue eyes.

"I think we both do," he whispered looking away from me, a sad look on his face.

After about ten minutes of working on something, like really working on homework, before Lorcan walked over with the biggest smile on his face. I was happy for him, really I was but it still hurt a little inside. I saw Malfoy stand up as Lorcan sat down, talking with his brother behind my back. I stood up and they didn't really notice as I followed Malfoy out of the Great Hall. I followed him down the hall as he took the steps down to the dungeons. I kept following him as he turned a corner. I waited about three seconds before I turned and he was staring there. I could feel the words coming to my mouth but he spoke first. "What?" I opened my mouth to say something before he let out a laugh. A cold one. "I got us out of that whole mess, what else do you want Potter? I know a thank you coming from your mouth is impossible so let me just be clear. Leave me alone and leave me out of whatever sick twisted love life you are having with that guy."

"What guy?" I said, my voice coming out weak as he spoke. It was like he was breaking up with me, but we hated one another.

"The one you kissed, then hugged, the Scamander bloke. It doesn't matter; just leave me out of it."

"You're mental," I said, my voice had a laugh to it as Malfoy turned back to me. I could feel the space between us thinning.

"How is that so exactly? You seem to be the head case around here! Leave me alone to finish my last year without having to deal with you." He spat out, his voice cold, and breaking about every bone in my body. "I enjoyed messing with you, it was a fun side attraction for when my life needed a little spicing up, but I'm done now." He turned away and walked back down the hall.

I felt my blood boil under my brokenness. I could remember our playful conversation at Christmas, was this what he had wanted the whole time? The night we were both standing under the mistletoe, was that what he was feeling right now? The bitterness? "So how long have you fancied me Malfoy?" I teased, but the venom in my words seemed to take out the joking manner. He stopped, I could hear my heart pounding, I wasn't sure if I need to reach out for my wand when he turned around and stopped in front of me. "What, you're the one with the appearing mistletoe floating around your house; you are the one who challenged me to the duel."

I could see Malfoy's chest moving up and down, his face turning red with anger. "You are the one who started this all back in your first year, do you not remember that Potter? Thought your Gryffindor stupidity was fun even back then?"

Had I started all of this? I couldn't even count the score, or how long it had been going on. "You are the one that made it personal." I about screamed, he had, if it wasn't for him, I could still be having my feelings for Lorcan, but should I be thanking for that, now that I wasn't going to waste my time? Malfoy stood there, I guess I had finally won, he had nothing else to say, nothing else to hurt me with. The little game was over. "So, I'll ask again Malfoy, when did your little crush on me start? hmm?"

"You're mental," He laughed, "Absolutely mental! Why would I ever like you Potter?"

"I don't know, you tell me!" I snapped back with about the worst come back I have ever said in my life.

"You are the one accusing me of it! Are you so daft?" He laughed taking a step away from me walking in a small circle, his hand in his hair as he shook his head. "Of course you are, can't even make a pocket watch."

That was low, I mean, I am no Aunt Hermione or Rose and I may suck at Transfiguration, but I was not stupid and I had mastered that in class today. "Really? Is that the best you have?" I provoked Malfoy, "So it takes me a few tries Transform something, I'm shaking off by broom. What else Malfoy? Huh? Would you like to see how I am at Charms?"

"Why do you make a big deal of nothing?" He demanded, his grey eyes locking with mine for a second, my heart seemed to have did a double take when he did.

"Out of nothing? You are the one bring up my school work; something that I should be doing instead of spending my time with the likes of you!" I spat out.

"You followed me Potter, and you kissed me, not the other way around!" He said coming closer to me, I guess to make sure no one could hear about it.

"You kissed me back, and you were the one who talking about it at the Christmas party," I countered. Malfoy's face went still, very still as the words lingered in the air. For once in my life, I wish I knew what Malfoy was thinking, I wish I knew what he was going to do to one up me in this game we had. What was the newest over the top thing we did to one another? Was it me kissing him? Or was it him thinking that I was with Lorcan?"

I looked up into his grey eyes again, my heartbeat in my ears. He looked back at my brown ones, and I found myself doing something I said I will never do again.

I felt my head hit the stone wall as Malfoy kissed me. I thought I remembered this feeling, but it was so much more alive than what it was in my head now. I felt his hands back on my hips, feeling his lips part mine with his own. I could feel his warm hands on my white shirt. I pulled my hand up to his neck pulling on the small hairs on the back. He put his hand into my hair and slowly ran his fingers through it until he reached the end of it down my chest. I felt myself pushing my hips forward into his, my nails running down his back; the kiss was changing, moving faster, our lips not stopping. Malfoy pulled on my shirt; I could feel his fingers on my skin, right on my hip bone. He moved his thumbs gently against my skin as I pulled on his neck, my hand cupping his face.

"Scrop?" A voice came. We both pulled away instantly, I could feel my lungs happy with air. I looked down the hall to see no one, but the voice came again, "Scorp? Come on mate, I know you walked down here!" A male voice said again. I hate the dungeons, I don't know how far or how long they run, or how close I even was to the snake tunnel, as we Gryffindors call it, but I knew that voice was getting closer.

Malfoy looked back to me from down the tunnel. "This changes nothing." He told me as he look one last look at me before turning the corner.

What was he talking about, didn't this change everything?

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