In the Dark

Chapter 3: Rendezvous

:D As promised this chapter is all about Lily and Scorpius –yay-

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The moment I saw sitting in our spot ( by the lake where he first saved me) my heart began to race at a recklessly fast speed but at the same time it relaxed, Scorpius was like the medicine to my love sick heart, my heart needed him to stay beating. The moonlight was bouncing of his messy locks making them glow silver and his pale skin looked ghostly against the obscurity of the night. I quickened my pace; I still hadn't seen his face yet. I didn't care how obsessive my actions were all I wanted right now was to lose myself in the endless depths of his eyes. Finally after several eternities had past I sat down next to him as casually as I possible, desperate not to let on that my life depended on the simple action of being next to him.

"Hey Lil" Scorpius murmured his voice completely in tune with the peaceful harmony of the night. I felt my skin burn at how perfect he looked.

"Hey" I replied, cringing mentally at how wrong my voice sounded. "How was your day?" I cringed again, why was it in the most crucial times of my life that my brain insists on conjuring up the most pathetic of sentences. Life was not fair. How was your day….seriously?

"Great really…Great" Scorpius muttered darkly, sarcasm evident in his tone.

"What happened, Scor?" I asked sympathetically as I resumed normal breathing, my brain was capable of mercy….occasionally.

"I met the new transfiguration teacher….and guess what we spent all lesson discussing…" He paused for a moment not giving me long enough to even open my mouth, his voice rising by the second "The Death Eaters and all the horrible things they didand he kept throwing me dirty glances as if the fact that they had murdered so many innocent people was my fault" I felt a surge of anger towards Teddy, how dare he treat Scorpius, who was the epitome of kind and compassionate, in such a fashion.

"Ok, first of all why on earth were you talking about The War in Transfiguration in the first place? And second of all what makes you so sure that Teddy was singling you out?" I loved Teddy, he was like an older brother to me and I couldn't quite bring myself to believe him of stooping so low to get to Scorpius, who's only crime, was being born into the wrong family, which was evidently something he had no control over.

"Because he's a jerk that's why…I get it enough from my peers I don't need teachers starting up as well" A pang of sympathy washed over me and I made a mental note to have a very stern word with my cousin concerning this matter.

"Teddy's a great guy, really" I assured, sincerity lacing my words "Once he realizes that the only thing that makes you a Malfoy is your last time, he'll cut you some slack and if not well I have always found myself particularly persuasive when it comes to my older cousin" I regretted my choice of words instantly and the regret was only intensified as Scorpius's features became a mix of disbelief and disgust.

"Dare I ask what these methods are?" I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing as a certain memory came flooding back to me. When I was 12 I had walked in on Teddy who was apparently acting on a "dare" dressed up in a hot pink tutu with matching lipstick smeared on his face, a memory that came in very effective when I needed to blackmail him with anything.

"Nothing incest related I assure you" I said, finally trusting myself to speak and not to roll over into a fit of giggles…if only I got a photo.

"Could have fooled me…I wouldn't put cradle snatching past him" Scorpius muttered bitterly.

"Scor, give him a break your family was part of the group that killed his parents, he's going to hold that against you no matter what" I knew reasoning with Scorpius was pointless, but I wanted him to try and look at this from my families point of view.

"Yeah, my parents and my grandparents, but not me…Why should I take the rap for something that my parents did? Just because I happen to have Malfoy attached to my last name doesn't mean I'm going to become a Death Eater and commit myself finishing the works of Voldemort?!" I shrank slightly at the fury in his voice, I know it wasn't directed at me, but I shrank none the less.

"You think you need to tell me that?" I countered, my nerves hammering inside.

Of course not, but…but well you can't possibly imagine what's it like having everyone always giving you second glances wondering whether or not you're a Death Eater yet, or people murmuring behind my back, because I'm a Malfoy so I'm supposed to support what Voldomort did and I'm a Pureblood so I have to hate Muggleborns" It was my turn to get angry. How could I not understand? My father was Harry Potter and every other relative in my family had fought in the war. Whenever someone heard the name "Lily Potter" they began to talk about the wonderful things I would go on to do, because I was a Potter, because I was the daughter of the man who had killed the greatest Dark Wizard of all time.

"You think it's any easier for me? I'm Harry Potters freaking daughter, everyone expects me to become an Auror, join the Order and if that's not enough everyone thinks that because my name is Lily Potter and I happen to have red hair I'm the bloody reincarnation of my Grandma…No one looks at me all they see is my perfect, wonderful Grandma…" I didn't realize that sadness had crept its way into my tone until I looked up to see Scorpius staring at me, with an uncomfortable look on his face.

"You're right I forgot, I'm sorry… it's impossible to fathom what it's like being treated like someone who died almost half a century ago …So what makes you so sure that Lupin is such a fantastic guy?" Scorpius asked, in a half hearted attempt to change the subject.

"Well…" I paused for a moment "When I was a kid, we were just walking on the streets and some muggle boys stopped and laughed at my hair and then Teddy, in front of Muggles and all changed his hair red to match so I wasn't alone. He could have gotten into so much trouble…it was one of the nicest things anyone's every done for me" I smiled in spite of myself.

"I would have changed my hair red for you except….it's so…so weasley-ish" He teased, smirking. I rolled my eyes in his direction but his smirk only became wider.

"Oh shut it you, common fact red heads have the most fun out of any hair colour, why else do you think I was such a rebel in my early years?"

"I wouldn't call jumping into a lake and almost dyeing rebellious, I would be verging more on maybe idiocy…And for the record Lil, I believe the saying is actually Blondes have more fun" Damn him, I thought I had him there. But he clearly had the upper hand, whenever I drank in his gorgeous appearance I couldn't remember what I was about to say and seeing as I couldn't stop glancing at him it was impossible to think of any witty retorts.

"It was, but after extensive research at the Blondes that attend Hogwarts I have concluded that the statement is false" I didn't give my brain nearly as much credit as it deserved but I still couldn't trust it completely, my brain was fickle, it had turned on me one to many times in my moments of need.

"Oh and who were your test subjects?" Scorpius asked, his voice was curious but I could just make out traces of mocking.

"One look at Melissa was all I needed; clearly the highlight of her day is looking in the mirror" He nodded in agreement and I did a mental victory dance. It wasn't often that I beat Scorpius in our mindless banter.

"Well…" He ran a hand through his hair, messing it even more "You obviously didn't take into account a certain someone sitting next to you" My heart skipped a beat. He looked so hot with his hair ruffled. It was a major improvement on the Dracula, slicked back style he had been wearing up till the beginning of this year. Of course I would never, ever dream of telling him this.

"Yeah cause the dishevelled 'I just got out of bed look' is totally working for you right now? How many girls have asked you out since you ditched your hair gel?" I knew for a fact that Scorpius had only been asked by two girls so far, which was a pretty puny amount for him. Not that I checked how many girls asked him out or anything…

"Ha! I look sexy no matter how my hair looks" I made a fake gagging noise to stop myself from blurting out an agreement. He looked amazing rain, hail or shine.

"But maybe if you considered running a comb through it once a week than you might actually snag a date for next Hogsmeade trip…" I also knew for a fact that he had no date for the coming trip, a fact that had my insides leaping like frogs on ecstasy. He feigned hurt before a mischievous glint appeared in his eye and before I could stop him he had successfully managed to roughly run his hands through my hair and wreck the hairstyle that I had spent hours doing. I didn't even want to know what state my hair was in now; his hands had felt like mini tornados. I reached inside and grabbed out my comb so I could brush out this mess Scorpius had created. No way was he going to get the vindictive pleasure of seeing me look like I had just spent the last year of my life standing in the centre of a typhoon.

"Ok you win, give me the comb" Scorpius said, sighing in defeat as I handed him the comb. But instead of brushing it through his hair he snapped in it half and threw the pieces onto the ground.

"What did you that for!?" I demanded, plummeting down from my victory high.

"Well seeing as we were on the topic of dates for Hogsmeade I decided I would help you out in that department, because as far as I heard your schedule was empty for the 12th" I could feel a smile forcing its way onto my lips, so somehow Scorpius knew that I had no plans for that trip either. The thought made me feel slightly less stalker-ish and weird before realization struck that he probably made an accurate assumption that because I was such a sad, pathetic loner that no one would want to ask me out. The smile fell from my face as quickly as it had arrived.

"Please enlighten me on how ruining my hairstyle and making me look I have been hit by an electrocution charm, is possibly helping me?" I small part of me was curious to see his logic but the majority of my body was still hung up on self pity.

"Well according to my research on the males of Hogwarts, it has been clear that 90% of guys go for a girl who are easy so I figured seeing as your hair looks like you have just had a quickie" He sniggered, mocking my words from before "Guys will be more inclined to go out with you" He finished with a triumphant look on his face. As if his logic wasn't the most ridiculous and somewhat insulting thing I had ever heard.

"Well thank you for all you wonderful help, but I think I'll be leaving now…" Those words were easier said than done. I had never dreamed of shortening my time with Scorpius by my own free will. I slowly got to my feet and did the impossible. I began to leave Scorpius by the lake.

"Aww c'mon Lil, you know I was only kidding right…"… He grabbed my hand to hold me in place and my heart soared "Ok…Oh Mighty Lily how can I make it up to your Highness" I couldn't breathe properly. Scorpius Malfoy was holding my hand.

"Tell me I am the most amazing most gorgeous Witch you have ever met" I was impressed with how calm I sounded, considering that the most amazing guy in the entire world was still holding my hand.

"Miss Potter, I have put in ample amounts of time in ensuring that I keep a positive image and I'm afraid that lying just doesn't fit into it" I knew he was joking, but the words still stung and I wrenched my hand out of his and continued to stalk off. I felt a lump appear in my throat, I had wanted him to say those words so badly, even if he wouldn't mean them…

"Fine well you and your image can go bother someone else" I snapped, shuddering as my voice cracked.

"Jeez, where is your sense of humour today…" He sighed melodramatic "You, Lily Luna Potter are the most amazing and gorgeous Witch I have ever laid eyes on" It was pathetic. It was stupid but a huge grin planted itself on my face and I was eternally grateful for the darkness so Scorpius could not see me.

"Ok Malfoy, that's enough torture for tonight you can go repent now I really do need to go" It was true, now I thought about it. I had heaps of potions to get done before tomorrow and as much as I hated cutting my time short with Scorpius, I did have other priorities. Like actually passing my NEWTS next year.

"Repent?" He scoffed

"Well we wouldn't Jesus unleashing his wrath upon you, unless of course you weren't lying…" I couldn't keep out the hopeful edge that laced my tone but I knew it was no use. There was no way Scorpius Malfoy would ever think of me in that way.

"Good night Potter" He said laughing, bursting that thought bubble and successfully shattering any hope I had off my love ever being requited.

I looked at my watch after his and my face contorted, it was almost midnight. I pulled out the map that James had lent me under the pretence that I was up to major mischief, he of course had no idea that the "major mischief" I had planned was actually sneaking out with his mortal enemy. Once the route back to the Gryffindor Common room was empty I hurried along, wincing as my feet clattered noisily along the stone, it was almost as if my body wanted me to be caught and get a detention. When I creaked open my Dormitory door I was surprised to see that Aya was still awake and it wasn't until I noticed her amused expression that I realised what my hair must look like to her.

"What on earth have you been up to?" She asked, predictably raising her eyebrows.

"Nothing" I muttered, crawling under the covers despite the fact that I was still fully dressed. I didn't even bother to keep the disappointment out of my tone.

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