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Lily got to her parents' place just after five thirty, knowing dinner would be ready at six, and found her eldest brother James already present with his detestably sweet and utterly likeable fiancee. Lily didn't have qualms against the woman personally, but after the Harvey fiasco, which she was all but certain would come up if Al joined them, she was feeling a little more than bitter about wedding planning details.
But she smiled and played nice and breathed a sigh of relief when Albus didn't show up as dinner was served at precisely six. "So what's new with you, Lily?" her father asked.
The redhead munched her salad and shrugged. "Same ol' same. Teaching classes, running around like a madwoman when I'm not. I'm getting prepped for my meditation classes in the fall with a workshop next month, just doing my thing." She speared a bite of chicken. "Oh, and I broke up with Harvey." She took her bite as four jaws dropped, and shrugged again.
"Honey, why? When did this happen?" her mother asked. Lily barely held back the sigh. "You two were so in love!"
"Apparently not," she said, and then Lily heard the front door open. Damn you, Albus! "He cheated with a waitress from the diner, I slept with someone else, we split. He's a douche."
"You slept with someone else?" her brother said darkly just as her mother said, "He cheated on you!?"
Harry Potter still stared and James's fiancee looked like a deer in the headlights. Albus walked in and sat down with a casual, "Sorry I'm late." He looked at Lily. "Told them?"
"Uh huh." She ate some more salad.
"Even the Scorpius part?"
The redhead almost choked, glaring hard at her brother, her father's brows shot up, and Ginny said again, "He cheated on you!?"
Lily sighed. "Yes, Mom. Harvey cheated. With a waitress from the diner around the corner from me."
"Aw, you're not even telling it right," Albus teased and she shot him another murderous look.
"You tell us then," James said.
Albus grinned and Lily glared at the both of them. "Both of you can shut up and screw off. God."
"Honey, I don't understand," Ginny said, meal entirely forgotten.
"How is Malfoy involved?" James prompted Albus. Harry looked at his second son expectantly as well.
"My God," Lily grumbled. She both loved and loathed how her family handled upsetting news. Albus finked people out or gloated over their misfortune, supplying poor advice and heckling whoever was in the hot seat, her dad and James interrogated, wanting every tiny minute detail of the story, and her mother blustered through the stages of grief like clockwork. It wasn't bad when it wasn't her in the center of it, but when she was, it sucked. "Harvey cheated on me, I slept with Scorpius, I told Harvey I cheated, which is how I found out about him cheating for like two months, and I broke up with Harvey. The end."
"But you two had such a bright future," her mother said, getting teary eyed now.
"You slept with Scorpius? Like, Scorpius Malfoy?" James's fiancee asked, brows up. Lily grinned a tiny bit at that, especially when James looked round at her, because she had the 'damn, girl!' face.
"I know, right?" she murmured, then sobered under her father's stare.
"And you're okay?" he asked gruffly.
Lily bit her lip. "Um, mostly." She wasn't okay that she still didn't have Scorpius's number, and then added casually, "I mean, Al was really mean to me after I told him how Harvey and I split, but other than that…" The redhead sighed sadly and looked at her plate, biting her tongue to keep from smiling. Harry turned his stare to Albus, who frowned.
"I was not. It's not happening, Lily."
Lily shrugged. "What's not happening?" James demanded.
"She wants to hook up wi- OW!" Lily had kicked him under the table.
"Albus doesn't think I need solace and comfort," she said, pouting ever so slightly.
"That rat bastard!" her mother said sternly. "How dare he cheat on you, honey! Who is this other woman, what's her name?"
Albus glared at Lily. "You don't need any solace or comfort that can't be purchased."
James's eyes narrowed, even as Harry said, "Albus, be nicer to your sister. This is a hard time for her. You should be supporting her through this."
Lily barely refrained from sticking her tongue out at Albus. "I still can't believe…" Ginny murmured, looking down at her plate. "Oh, Lily, honey, I'm so sorry. But this is just a little hiccup on the road that is life, and-"
"It's cool, Mom," Lily said easily. "Really. I'm pretty much over it."
Albus looked at her suspiciously. "You better not be," he said. Lily grinned.
"Ooh, threats, Al?" she teased.
"Albus, you be nice to your sister!" Ginny snapped.
Green eyes rolled. "Mom, she banged the crap out of Scorpius Malfoy, and she just said she's over the guy she dated for like twenty percent of her life."
Lily felt her face go red and heard James's fiancee smother a giggle. "Good for you, Lily, honey," her mother said, patting her arm. "You're such a strong young lady, just like I raised you to be. I know you'll find another man to take care of you."
"Anyway," Lily said pointedly, "it's really not a big deal. And I don't need a man to take care of me, Mom. I'm a grown up, I take care of myself."
"That's kind of messed up," James said at last, and Lily, frowned. "You can't hook up with Al's best friend. And Malfoy should know better."
"He does know better," Albus said darkly, and his emerald gaze bored into Lily's hazel one. "That's why nothing else is going to happen with him, right, Lily?"
The redhead rolled her eyes and Ginny said firmly, "James, what on earth are you talking about? It's wonderful your sister is moving on after what is clearly a heartbreaking revelation, and Scorpius is such a nice boy."
The redhead beamed at her mother. "Too right, Mom." Hazel eyes darted back to Albus, who looked grumpy. "And last I checked, you don't get to decide who I spend time with," she added.
James snorted. "Goes against the man code," he grunted. His fiancee shot him a dark look. "What? It does," he said. Albus nodded his agreement.
"But Scorpius Malfoy is a hunk," she said and Lily grinned. James scowled. "Oh, hush, James. Nothing on you. But seriously, he's good looking, and if he's Al's friend, he must be a good person, right?" she said, looking pointedly at Albus, who nodded grudgingly. "So what's the harm?"
"Thanks Melissa," Lily said, beaming at her future sister in law.
"No worries," the other woman said, smirking a little. "If I was single, I'd be jealous as all get out, but after hearing some guy's been screwing around for the last couple months of your relationship, you deserve a good rebound."
"Let's eat," Harry Potter said before either James or Albus could comment, or there was anymore talk of banging and rebounding, and Ginny served dinner. Lily ate her way through second helpings of everything, including dessert, and felt content to never move ever again as she finally leaned back in her chair. Her phone buzzed in her purse and she glanced at the wall clock. It was five after eight.
"Shit," she breathed, hoping her mother, who was busy clearing up, wouldn't hear, and pulled out her phone as she got up from the table. "I have to run. Dinner was great, Mom."
"Thank you, honey," her mother said, and smiled. "But what's the hurry? Stay a moment, and I'll pack you up some leftovers."
"I have a date," Lily said, and snickered as Albus, who was also getting up from the table, scowled at her.
"It better not be-"
"Too late," Lily said, and kissed her mother's cheek, then hugged her father. "See you later," she called, heading toward the door. To her dismay, Albus was hot on her heels as she left, spotting Scorpius's all black Lexus parked on the street. She sent Albus a dirty look over her shoulder as her long legs carried her over their parents' front lawn quickly. Albus kept pace easily. "Go away," she snapped.
"No. I have to have a little chat with my best friend," Albus said, scowling right back. "You know, Malfoy, the fucking traitor," he added in a carrying voice. Scorpius got out of his car, looking a little uneasy.
"You told him?" Scorpius asked Lily, who frowned.
"He made me," she sighed, and folded her arms as Scorpius and Albus eyed each other up as though they'd never met.
"You're a shit friend," Albus growled. Scorpius merely lifted his brows.
"So are you," he replied evenly. Albus's face contorted.
"How so?"
Scorpius shrugged his wide shoulders. "Haven't you been telling me for ages I need to find a woman? Now I've found one, and you're acting as if I've committed the most heinous offence in the history of the world."
"I didn't mean my sister, asshat," Albus snarled. Scorpius smirked. "I meant someone…" Both Lily and Scorpius gave him questioning looks. "Fuck," Albus muttered. "Fuck you both. When this blows up, I'm going to have a fucking field day saying I told you so." He stomped to his car and backed out, pulling away without looking at either of them, and Lily felt a sliver of guilt. She'd known Albus was, obviously, opposed to his best friend hooking up with his little sister, but she hadn't thought he'd be so pissed.
"Still want to come for a drink?" Scorpius murmured, and Lily looked at him, leaning with casual elegance against the driver's door of his car, looking underwear model sexy with his well fitted dark jeans and slightly faded navy tee that clung to his shoulders enticingly. She licked her lips, unable to help remembering the afternoon she'd spent in his condo, and how damn perfect he looked naked.
"I'd love to," she replied, and made to move around the front of his car to the passenger side, but he caught her gently by the waist.
"Albus will get over it," he murmured, and Lily laughed a little.
"I doubt it," she said. "We Potters are awfully stubborn."
"So much for trying to make you feel better about it," he said, smirking, and then she braced both hands on his chest as he leaned in and kissed her. And it was just as hot and steamy as their last kiss, making Lily far too aware of any and every erogenous zone on her body, and crumbling any doubts she might have had about him and the advisability of taking him home.
"I'm a big girl, Malfoy, I can handle it," she murmured without thought when he broke away, and then jolted up onto her toes, kissing him again and backing him into his car, taking the blond by surprise. Her tongue pushed past his lips and he groaned, grabbing her ass, but then Lily pulled back. "Calm down, Casanova," she purred. "You owe me a drink."
"And you owe me a drink," he said as she finally pulled away completely and went around to the passenger side.
"Just nothing too expensive," she qualified, and buckled up as Scorpius pulled his car smoothly away from the curb and they motored out of her parents' suburb.
They pulled up at Lily's favourite bar ten minutes later, and the redhead smiled as they bypassed the long line, going right up to the bouncers who manned the doors. She felt a tad underdressed, without the benefits of things like eyeliner and Spanx, but they were admitted without comment, and Lily smiled, glad she'd worn a dress to dinner. "I love this place," she said as they went in. Scorpius smirked, because he'd specifically, after swallowing a large dose of pride, called his cousin Daphne to find out what sort of bar Lily liked, because he rather wanted to impress her. If only so he could have her naked and screaming his name in ecstasy again, of course.
"Me too," he said, although this was the first time he'd attended this particular bar. Lily made a beeline to get drinks, holding Scorpius's hand firmly, and weaved her way easily through the throng of people. And, to her delight, unlike her ex, Scorpius followed her lead, moving closer as they finally reached the bar. "You're good at moving through a crowd," he said against her ear, and Lily bit her lip against a shiver of arousal at the low note in his voice that dragged pleasurably over her ear.
The redhead grinned over her shoulder at him. "I have a lot of practice, especially in this bar," she admitted, and then flagged down a bartender by whistling and waving. Scorpius frowned a little at the young guy who came over, and frowned a lot when Lily purred, "Hello, gorgeous. I'm having a margarita." Her eyes flicked up to Scorpius.
"Heineken," he said firmly, eyes narrowing a little as the bartender didn't even look at him.
"Anything else, doll?" the guy asked with a thick Cuban accent.
"That's all," Lily said, and smiled, batting her lashes.
"Seventeen even," he said lightly, and Lily smiled, reached into her purse, and handed him a twenty.
"Keep the change," she said, and the guy smiled, then whipped up drink, and Scorpius frowned at him. After he slid her margarita over, Lily smiled coyly, sipped, and turned back toward the tall blond after a second big, fortifying gulp of margarita. "And that is how you make an eleven dollar drink," she said, "into a nine dollar drink."
"I thought I was supposed to buy your drink," he teased.
"You can buy the next round," Lily said, and grinned a little wickedly, because she planned to get shots next round, too. "C'mon, let's dance," she said, and Scorpius pulled a face.
"I don't really dance," he said. The redhead grinned hugely and he fought the urge to cringe at the look in her bright hazel eyes. "And you can't make me," he added for good measure.
"Not even a two step?" she asked over the music as they drifted away from the bar.
"Maybe if I was twelve more drinks in."
Lily laughed, throwing her head back, a full on belly laugh of sheer hilarity. And it was loud, and guffawing, and someone may have even looked around, but Scorpius didn't care, because he thought she looked nothing short of spectacular when she really laughed. "Wow," she breathed, finally regaining control of herself. "That's horrible. C'mon," she said, and grabbed his hand, dragging him toward the dance floor. Scorpius chugged half his beer, hoping for liquid courage, but put the brakes on when he saw people dancing, and Lily stopped dead, almost spilling her drink on herself.
"I seriously don't dance," he said, looking downright edgy as she turned back toward him.
"You don't have to," she purred, and chugged the last half of her drink in three gulps before plastering herself to his front, hips swaying invitingly against him to the beat. "You just have to let me dance all up on you," she added against his ear, and Scorpius grasped her waist with his free hand.
"Lily," he said, and she smirked, because he sounded like a man condemned.
"You can even grab my ass a little if you like," she said, and slid down his front, gyrating seductively, turned on her toes in his grasp and ground her ass back up his thigh. "So?"
"I don't think-"
"Don't think," she said. "Thinking inhibits natural dancing talent. Just move."
"There are other people," he said, in a last ditch effort, but then Lily was rubbing her pert, perfect ass against his crotch in time to the music, and Scorpius couldn't help but respond, moving against her instinctively.
"You can do it, put your back into it," she sang along with the song, and Scorpius watched her drop, pop, and lift seductively back up, a little in awe. She turned back to face him and tossed her beastly red hair, looped both arms around his neck, and swayed against him again. She felt the brush of something hard in his jeans and her mouth watered. His eyes were dark and stormy, like when he'd told her he wanted her to come before he fucked her, and Lily felt a jolt of electric wanting prickle over her skin, a hot gush of liquid arousal dampening her panties.
Her favourite part of the song came on and she writhed and gyrated all over Scorpius, enjoying his warm hand roving over her, and, to her mingled shock and delight, he actually two stepped a little with her after a couple more songs. And, because she was feeling a little buzzed and she liked to be a show off, right toward the end of the song several minutes later, Lily bent over backward, arms extended, and he held her to him as she arched completely away, nearly bending in half the wrong way.
"Ready for that second round?" he rumbled after she lifted back up, pressed against him from navel to knees.
"Oh yeah," she breathed, and they headed back to the bar.
And though Scorpius, who Lily thought was pretty fucking hot, seemed to attract the eye of every female in the vicinity, didn't make any movement except a slight turn of his head to face one of the female bartenders down a ways, he got service in almost record time. "Hi," he said to the bartender, a busty brunette with blond highlights and bright pink lipstick when she came over.
"Hey," she said, and grinned. "What can I get you, honey?"
Lily avoided the urge to narrow her eyes at this woman, feeling distinctly nettled as Scorpius leaned casually against the bar and toward the bartender. "A bottle of Heineken, if you please. And a margarita."
The woman sucked in a breath and Lily did narrow her eyes now as pink lips curved into a coy smile and mascara heavy lashes were batted. "You got it, honey. Anything else?"
Scorpius smiled a little bit, but before he could say a word, Lily pressed herself impossibly closer to his side and said loudly, "Two tequila shots."
The brunette glanced over, smile wavering for a beat, then lifted her brows at Scorpius, who slid an arm around Lily's waist. "Please," he said politely, putting more than enough cash down, and the bartender grinned, then lined up their shots and produced salt and lemon wedges before going to rustle up their drinks.
Lily licked her hand and dusted it liberally with salt, throwing some over her left shoulder just in case for good measure, eyed up the shots before picking one up and met dark grey eyes with challenge. "Cheers," she said, smiling a little. Scorpius picked up his own shot glass, and saluted her with it lightly.
"Your good health," he murmured, and clinked his little glass against hers gently. Lily licked her salt, downed her shot, and bit into the lemon with a grimace as Scorpius watched and then he took his without even flinching, without the aid of salt or lemon. "I hope you aren't planning to try getting me drunk," he teased, pulling her impossibly close again, and Lily chuckled huskily, feeling definitely tipsy after her shot.
"Oh no, I thought that was your plan," she teased, and before she realized, or could think to stop herself, her hand smoothed down his stomach to rest suggestively at his belt.
"Is it working?" he rumbled, but then the bartender returned with drinks, winking pointedly at Scorpius, even as Lily felt the blond's hand slide over her ass. "Thank you," he said with flawless manners, and the woman beamed.
"Thank you, honey."
Lily sipped her margarita, and Scorpius made no move to vacate their place at the bar, or remove his hand from her ass. "Please tell me I'm not going to be subjected to more dancing torture," he said, the tiniest hint of pleading seeping in making her laugh.
"You really hate dancing that much?" she said.
Scorpius shrugged, because he rather thought the real torture was having Lily's long, lithe body rubbing and grinding all over him, and her luscious curves gyrating and shaking temptingly, when he wasn't allowed to get her naked and fuck her silly. "For the most part."
Lily grinned, but then her favourite pop song, charting at number one for weeks now, came on, and she couldn't help herself. And the tequila was working its way into her, making her feel loose and far less inhibited than she suspected she would've been if she'd been sober, like whenever she went out with Harvey. So she gave the tall sexy blond her very best puppy dog eyes and dragged him back out to dance with her.
By the time she finished her margarita, Lily had all but forgotten why she shouldn't sleep with Scorpius again, and when he rumbled into her ear, "Are you ready for dessert?" she moaned, feeling halfway to coming already.
"Oh yeah," she groaned, and barely contained herself on the walk back to the doors of the bar, holding onto his warm, strong hand and following his lead easily as he melted through the crowd. Once they got outside, the blast of warm night air, thick and muggy with impending rain, Lily felt her desire reaching dizzying heights, her lust fuelled by alcohol and primal attraction. He pressed her up against the driver's side door of his car in the dim parking lot, kissing her ravenously, tangling his hands in her hair. Lily couldn't hold back her moan of delight, even as his lips moved up her jaw and down her neck, licking, kissing, biting her sanity and decorum to shreds.
"Oh, fuck yes, Scorpius," she breathed, clutching him and smoothing her palms over every hard plane of him. Around his shoulders, through his hair, down his chest and around to his back, kissing him hungrily and desperately, her body writhing and arching, dying for more.
"Christ, Lily," he grunted, even she attempted to remove his black button down shirt. "If you don't get in the car, we might not make it back to your place for that dessert," he rumbled, hands completely under her dress which was steadily creeping up over her hips with every arch and wriggle of arousal she made, and fisted around her tiny black lace thong.
She bit her lip to hold in the urge to giggle drunkenly, but withdrew her hands from him and sucked in a deep breath, trying to control her rampaging desire. They got into his car and Lily chewed her lip, trying to resist the temptation Scorpius presented. It didn't work, but the blond man didn't seem to mind that Lily leaned in and kissed him suggestively at red lights or that her hands had become distinctly wandering, trying with little success to rattle his iron-like composure with little success, but thoroughly turning herself on the more she tried.
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