A/N: So, wow. Haven't updated this in AGES. I decided instead of making a long chapter for both years two and three, I'd just stick them together and be done with it. Anyways, R&R and I don't own shit but my plot line and May.

Year Two

I sighed angrily, shoving away the parchment I had written my History of Magic homework on away and dropping my head on my arms. Scorpius, who sat beside me, rubbed soothing circles on my back, not looking up from the book he was reading as he did so. His Ravenclaw tie was undone, hanging unevenly from the neck of his white button-up shirt. His robe was thrown somewhere around the floor of the common room, probably with his cat, Halo, curled up on it.

I'd been doing homework for the past two and a half hours, and my hand and head ached. Scorpius had been sitting beside me, engrossed in one of his many mystery novels. He'd been smart, and done all his homework earlier and not waited until nine at night to do it like I had.

I'd told him to go to sleep already, maybe using a few more choice words at the time (I'd been doing Potions and asked him a question, to which he asked why I never paid attention. He now has a bruise on his arm.), but he'd refused.

I closed my eyes, turning my head and scooting closer to his warmth. It was late winter, right after the holidays. He wrapped an arm around me absently, turning the page. I snuggled close, one hand gripping the pendant he'd given me for Christmas, a gorgeous silver lily flower.

The fireplace filled the chilly air with a comfortable heat, and gave a cozy light effect. I tilted my head sideways, watching him. He ignored me for the first few moments, finishing his page, then setting the book down open beside him and focusing his attention on me.

"Need help?" He sighed. I nodded pathetically, and he gave me a small smile.

"What's it about, Lils?"

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I woke up suddenly, sitting up and blinking. I noted with mild surprise I was in my bed, and wondered how I'd gotten up here. Scorpius…

He must've carried me. We didn't have that stupid charm on the girls' staircase like the Gryffindors do, seeing as we Ravenclaws are smart enough to take our dates to the Room of Requirement when we need to.

I stretched, yawning. I tentatively pushed back the royal blue hanging curtains around my bed, shivering when cold air flooded in. My other roommates were fast asleep, seeing as I woke up incredibly early.

Sure enough, the sun's first rays were just breaking out. I slid out from under my blankets quickly, snatching my bag of toiletries and a fresh set of clothes.

I walked downstairs, heading towards Scorp's favorite chair, the big, plush one near the fireplace, a midnight blue to match the carpets strewn on the bronze floors. He was sitting there, reading, just as I knew he would be. I pushed his messenger bag onto the floor, curling up in the spot next to him. A lot of people in our house were convinced we'd end up dating, but so far, it's been nothing more then a really close bond between us, and I knew it was mutual (we'd discussed this).

He automatically wrapped an arm around me, letting me rest my head on his shoulder.

"Thank you." I mumbled, closing my eyes. I felt him shift, tensing for a moment, then relax.

"You're welcome, Lily."

Before I realize it, it's time for my next class. I scramble upstairs and grab my bag, flying back down and out the door. I clear the doorway just in time for the teacher to give me a glare, though she can't do anything since, technically, I wasn't late.

I slip into the seat next to May, out of breath from running.

"That was lucky," She whispers, amused. I shush her impatiently, but I'm smiling as well.

"Lily! Write every day, yeah?" May called. I laughed.

"Every hour!" I shouted back, and she grinned widely. We waved enthusiastically as she was dragged away by her family. I turned back to mine, linking arms with the plus one of Scorpius. He was in an animate conversation with Albus, complete with gesturing wildly. He always did talk with his hands.

"Alright, kids, let's get going." My dad said, not bothering to ask if Scorpius was tagging along, already knowing his parents had left for vacation a week ago and couldn't be bothered to come get him.

We ended up squished together in my family's car, many conversations going on and laughter all around. It was going to be a fun summer.

Third Year

"Just get away from me!" I screamed, shoving his hands away as he tried to calm me down. I didn't want to be calmed. I wanted him to leave.

He was my first boyfriend, Derek Jameson. He was tall (not as tall as Scorp, though.), with dark blonde hair and brown eyes that before had seemed sincere, but now seemed just empty to me. I first met him when he sat next to me in Charms, and after two months of flirting, he convinced me to go out with him. It's been about two months since that, and I'd just caught him snogging one of my so-called 'friends.'

I thrashed in his grip, and he frowned. "Stop struggling!"

"Why? Why should I?" I screamed back, thrashing even harder. He moved forward, pinning me against the wall.

"You're gonna make a scene!" He growled in my ear.

"Good!" I screamed, knowing it hurt his ears. "I want the world to know you're a disgusting, dirty, rotten, lying, bastard!"

He kept slamming my hands against the walls, since I would keep trying to hit him. I'm sure I'd have bruises in the morning. He finally smashed his lips to mine to silence me, and I bit down on his lip. He swore, stumbling back.

I used this time to pull out my wand, aiming it at his face and glaring. His eyes widened. I was a brilliant dueler, and he knew it.

At this time, the doors to the great hall banged open, student beginning to stream out. Scorpius immediately pushed his way through the crowd to my side, a pissed-off expression on his face. He never really liked Derek.

His wand was out in a second, and we both stood tall. Well, he was considerably taller, but that's totally beside the point…

"What'd he do?" Scorp asked. "I know there's a good reason for this."

"Ask Marie. She'd know better than me, since it was her throat his tongue was shoved down." I spat.

He flinched, but his aim never wavered. "I'll deal with her later."

Marie was Scorp's cousin, along with another girl and two of their brothers. His mom had a large family.

I shrugged, uncaring. "If you want to."

His wand flicked, and Derek shrieked. Boils erupted across his face, swelling up painfully. Derek clawed at them, actually just making them worse. He grabbed his own wand, shooting a spell at me, only to be bounced off Scorp's silent shield. I shot a body-bind curse, and Derek deflected it. I huffed angrily, stepping forward and sending spell after spell, whatever came to mind.

"Anteoculatia! Ruptispecktis! Densaugeo!" I shouted, and his concentration, therefore, his shield broke.

His hair twisted into horns, eyes swelled shut, and his teeth grew so rapidly they broke. I lowered my wand, staring indifferently on as he writhed in pain. Suddenly, the crowd parted as Headmistress McGonagall swept forward. She gasped, her hand flying up as she saw him.

I shoved Scorpius into the crowd, freezing him there with a muttered spell. He glared venomously at me, and I flatly ignored him, focusing on the Headmistress.

"Who did this?" She demanded.

"His ex-girlfriend." I stated easily. "Or, you know, me."

I don't think I've ever had such a disapproving glare on me in my life. Oh well.

Merlin, that's short. Ah well. Enjoyed? Review.