A/N First off, thanks so much to my marvelous reviewers! You guys really do make me feel great! Secondly, this chapter is a little different, for it's told from Scorpius' point of view. If you guys like it, maybe I'll make the next chapter told from his point of view too, so let me know what you think! :)
One drink turned into two. Two turned into three, and three, well, turned into three hundred.
But you know what? My mind was only a little fuzzy, and honestly, my injuries were the last thing on my mind. Although I couldn't say the same for Lily, turns out she's a lightweight. Who knew?
"You're completely sloshed, aren't you, Lily?" I asked as she stepped closer to me.
"Oh Scor," she screeched, completely ignored my question, and ran a hand through my hair. "You have such pretty hair. It's just so fluffy!"
I grinned and asked, "Really?"
She nodded and giggled enthusiastically.
"Well I like your hair too," I only slightly slurred.
She smiled up at me showing every tooth in her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh I know, you think I'm sexy!"
"Yes, yes I do." I wrapped my arm around her waist.
"Promise not to tell Sean, but I think you're sexy too!" she blurted out.
I smirked and pulled her closer.
She continued, "In fact, you have the most amazing eyes ever. They're gray and beautiful! I could look at them forever."
Her hand slipped from my hair to my cheek and down my chest, and she smirked at me like she knew this simple movement and her compliments made me speechless.
She pushed her face as close to mine as it could get and admitted, "When I'm around you, I feel…Well, I don't know how to describe it really. You know the feeling of freedom and invincibility you get when flying a broomstick almost like you're infinite. That's the word! Scorpius Malfoy, you make me feel infinite!"
She beamed up at me, and I drank in her pretty features. I lifted my hand to her cheek, and she leaned into me. Yes, in that moment, I really wanted to kiss her.
"Lil, I think that's because whenever you're around me, fire whiskey has a habit of getting involved," I whispered and inched my lips closer.
She broke into a fit of giggles and moved away. I sighed slightly disappointed that the intoxicating and intoxicated red head was no longer so close.
She babbled on, "No, it's not like that. I mean you're clever, and I have a hard time figuring out you're next move. Even though sometimes, you are a complete and total dick-"
"Hey!" I interrupted not quite enjoying the fact that she had started to insult me.
She got close to me once more. "You never bore me, and even though, your antics are sometimes rude and obnoxious, I normally find them funny."
"Really? If all that you're saying is true, then why are you with Wood?" I questioned anxiously waiting her response.
"I quite enjoy his company. He's a decent person, and with him, I know I'm his world not just another notch in his bedpost. I know he'll never get bored with me or want to trade me for a prettier, older, or more experienced girl," her eyes gazed into mine desperately awaiting my response.
It wasn't fair that she could admit all these things. It wasn't fair that by tomorrow we might not even remember any of this, but what really made me pissed was how she wouldn't give me a chance because of my reputation.
"What?" I angrily questioned, "Does my reputation scare you, Potter?"
"You wish," she waved me off and tried to walk away.
I grabbed her arm and asked, "Then what is it that you are so desperately afraid of? Just becoming another notch in my bedpost?"
"No," she said with a glare.
She tried to rip her arm away from me, but I insisted. "Then spit it out, Lily. What is it?"
She looked right into my eyes and whispered, "I'm afraid of wanting to be a notch in your bedpost."
Turns out that fire whiskey is Lily Potter's form of veritaserum. Who knew?
Lily wants to have sex with me. The Lily Potter wants to have sex with me. The innocent Lily Potter who has a boyfriend wants to have sex with me. The Lily Potter who wants to have sex with me is drunk, but hey I'm drunk too.
I pulled her closer to me, and she asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to kiss you now," I stated and put my hand on her cheek.
I continued, "I'm going to kiss you, and you are going to let me."
She leaned in closer and breathed out, "Okay."