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Some mature content later.

Chapter 9,

While the rowdy neighbors cheered as midnight came, the only sound in Lily's apartment was the soft clink of glass and the sound of a gentle kiss.

"Happy New Year." Lily whispered kissing Voldemort lightly on the lips. They took a sip of wine. "What do you wish for this year?" she asked putting the glass on the table.

"World domination."

"What is it with evil people and world domination? I mean think of all hassle. You'll be dead within a year from the stress."

"Alright, little miss perfect, what do you want this year?" Lily thought for a moment.

"I don't know, actually, I mean I have somebody that makes me happy, I can't just be selfish and ask for more."

"You can if you want."

"Voldemort, I'm still a teenager and I'm experiencing what most girls don't experience until mid twenties." Lily took another drink. She looked up into his eyes. She started to laugh softly.

"You girls, you never stop giggling."

"We have the most unusual relationship." Lily said. "Even now, I'm unsure of whether I love you or hate you." Voldemort sipped his wine. He really didn't know what to say to that.

He moved behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Well I admit that I feel the same." He leaned close to her. "You drive me crazy." Lily leaned back against his chest and pulled his arms around her.

"When James kissed me, I kept wondering why I didn't feel anything." Lily admitted. "I mean you…you're dangerous, and dark...there's the rational side of me that says I should be with him, but I can't…" she took in a sharp breath as she felt his warm mouth on her neck.

"We're both going to hell." Voldemort whispered against her neck, his hot breath tickled her skin. "So we might as well enjoy the ride." Lily turned her head back and kissed his temple as he kissed her shoulder. He cupped her breast with his hand and Lily didn't resist him.

He captured her lips and slid his tongue into her mouth. With some difficulty, Lily turned in his arms and caressed his chest. Voldemort kissed her chin and kissed down her neck.

Lily felt his need for her against her thigh and moaned softly. "I can't…believe…we're doing this." She breathed in between kisses. Voldemort stood and lifted her.

"Let's go somewhere more comfortable." He suggested sensually. Lily had no idea that he could be sensual.

The morning sun filtered in through the curtains and into Lily's eyes. She grumbled a bit and sat up. Something heavy tumbled down to her thighs and she looked down. She saw a pale hand. The memory of the night before came back and she smiled.

It was still early, Lily decided to lie back down. She looked at the sleeping lord of darkness. She had never seen him sleep and somewhere the inner child was shocked. It was amazing how he looked so sweet and innocent when he slept.

She watched him sleep, occasionally she brushed strands of his thin black hair from his face. She propped her head up on her elbow and played with the hand that rested limply on his chest.

As she caressed his hand she remembered the pleasure his graceful fingers had brought her the night before.

"Should I always expect you to watch me as I sleep?" Lily jumped a bit and dropped his hand.

"How long have you been awake?" she asked, her cheeks pink. Voldemort shrugged. He pulled Lily down and she rested her head on his chest. The sound of his heart comforted her a bit. "I can't believe we did that." Lily said with a smile. "I mean we hate each other."

"I hate you too." Voldemort said tiredly. Lily looked at him and smiled softly. Something about the way he said it told her that he meant it differently. Lily rested her head on his chest. It was the most bizarre relationship in the world. She smiled into his chest, she loved him so much.

She hated him so much!

"It's not like I'm keeping anything a secret!" Voldemort had said angrily and defensively. "You know who I am and I know who you are! Besides how was I supposed to know that you were behind him?"

"It's called opening your eyes and looking!" Lily snapped.

"It's a battle, Lily, things happen in battle!"

"That's your excuse? You don't see me firing curses at your arse!" Voldemort massaged his temple with one hand.

"Just be happy that it wasn't the killing curse." He said calmly. "It's not like it was that bad."

"Not that bad! You fired a bloody cruciatus curse at my back!" Lily said loudly flinging a curse at his chest.

"You're overreacting." Voldemort retorted, just as loudly, throwing a curse at her.

"I can't talk to you!" Lily seethed before leaving.

That had been an hour ago. Now she was back at home ready for a hot bath. They had met again in battle. Only this time they didn't say goodnight with a passionate kiss. They said goodnight with a spell or two aimed for each other's heart. Voldemort had left with a burn on his chest and Lily with a nasty gash on her shoulder.

She had bandaged her wound in water-resistant bandages, drew a hot bath and poured a glass of wine. She lit candles and tried to relax in the tub, however, when the hot water hit her back she yelped in pain and jumped out of the water.

Lily looked at her back in the mirror and she saw a large red mark from where his curse had hit her. With a cry of frustration she threw her towel down and drained the water. Lily stormed into the kitchen and wrenched open the medicine cabinet. She picked up a potion bottle labeled Flamz Burn Salve. Lily turned the bottle around and read the info on the back.

Use on burns caused by:

Cauldrons

Fire

Minor curses

Burns by potions should be treated with Flamz Potion Burn Salve

For burns caused by powerful curses should be treated at your local hospital

"I swear to god I'm going to rip his throat out." Lily grumbled as she grabbed her coat and left for St. Mungos.

Lily had only been to the magical hospital once before and that was when a serious potions accident had melted a large chunk of flesh off of her arm. The place had changed quite a bit since then. Now there was a wing dedicated to aurors.

After waiting for what seemed like hours, Lily was taken back and ordered to take her shirt off so she could be examined. A nurse with wispy grey hair examined her. She touched the burn and talked to her assistant.

"What is the cause?"

"Cruciatus curse." Lily said.

"How old is it?"

"I got it this afternoon."

"You aurors are getting younger and younger." The nurse muttered. "What I'll be doing is applying a salve to your injury. It will sting a bit." Lily winced as the salve was rubbed onto her back. The nurse tapped Lily's shoulder with her wand and healed the gash. After she was finished she scribbled a prescription and handed it to Lily. "Use the salve twice a day, you're lucky to still be healthy."

"Yeah." Lily mumbled. She took the slip of paper and went to Diagon Ally for the prescription.

"Lily!" it was Remus. "Oh, I'm happy to see that you're alright." Lily smiled at her friend. "I'd give you a hug but I bet you're still hurting."

"Like hell."

"Medicine?"

"Yeah, I got hit by a nasty curse."

"The boys are completely bedridden." Remus said with a sigh. "I swear those idiots are going to get themselves killed."

"Probably, but you know they'll take a couple death eaters with them."

"Yeah." Remus sighed.

"I have to go. The sick need their medicine." Remus said indicating to a bag. He gave Lily a gentle hug and left.

Putting the salve on was easier said then done. Lily found that she couldn't really reach the burn in the center of her back and the parts she could reach ended up in agonizing pain because her nails usually ended up scraping against it. She cried out in frustration, stamped her feet and squeezed her eyes closed. She couldn't believe what a bad day she was having.

When she opened her eyes again she saw a rose in the slender pale fingers of the man she currently loathed. Lily turned around about to say something (or rather yell) to him when she realized that she was in fact topless, and he wasn't being very discreet when it came to looking.

"Pervert!" Voldemort took hold of her shoulders, turned her around and dipped his fingers into the salve and rubbed it gently on her back. "What are you doing here?" Lily asked.

"To apologize for the gash on your shoulder."

"My shoulder!" Lily cried. "My shoulder is the least of my worries!"

"I came to tell you that the next time our sides clash, don't be there."

"You can't order me around like one of your slaves." She felt his head next to hers. She saw their reflection in the mirror.

"If you go, you will without a doubt be killed. This war is getting vicious and I do not want to have to burry you." Lily couldn't keep the brief moment of surprise from her face. She looked at their reflection for a few moments.

"I'm not afraid of you or your gang." Lily said quietly. "And I'm not going to back down just because it's dangerous." Voldemort turned her around.

"I'm only warning you. You know what this is becoming, Lily, and you are a smart girl."

"Voldemort, will you stop your hunt on muggle borns?"

"We've discussed this."

"Will you? Yes or no."

"No."

"Then that's my answer to you." Lily said. "Now, if you don't mind I am very tired and I would like to go to bed." Voldemort gave her a cold look. He nodded his head to her and left. Lily turned angrily and stormed off to bed.

"I can't believe he's trying to control me again, that jerk! I can't believe I ever liked him!" Lily complained, pulling her pajamas on and getting into bed. "God I hate him."

TBC

This chapter would have either cleared up a little bit of curiosity about what their relationship is like. Or it's made you more confused. Either way I still like this chapter a lot.