Chapter 4
It was a magical ending to a magical night. As the orange morning sun burst out into the horizon, and her mother's enchanted clock started screaming at the Potter family, Scorpius took one last look of longing at Lily Luna Potter, and then Disapparated back downstairs to feign waking up with the rest of the sat back down on the bed with a big flop. How could she survive the next two weeks practically in isolation when she knew the boy she loved- and who loved her- was right downstairs? She pulled out the guitar her grandfather had gotten her for Christmas three years ago and began to pluck. She chuckled when she started thinking about his strange obsession with everything Muggle. As she played, morphing into strums of chords, Lily began to speak aloud to herself. "Yes. This will work. I know that things will be fine between us, regardless of what happens here. Another two months and I'll be of age, and then he really won't be able to tell me who I can and cannot see. Yes... This has to work because we love each other... Even if my parents throw me out, nothing will change. That's what he did, that's what I'll do..." As this went on, she got more and more excited, until James came barging into her room, yelling to put the guitar away or else he'd blow it up. Lily had gotten so worked up that the entire house could hear her strumming. 'Yes,' she thought. 'This will work.'
The next two weeks went at twice the pace of the previous one, so that by the time his last night at the Potter's house was upon him before he ever dreamed it would be. With the renewed determination of himself and Lily, they had managed to make their separation a challenge rather than a punishment. the person who could stay away longest without snapping would win. If he were being honest, Scorpius would have lost in the coming days had the holiday not been over. But thankfully the break was over before he snapped, and the next thing he knew the whole family (save James, who was back to classes at the Ministry for Auror training) was piled into a magically elongated and widened Ford Taurus (apparently that was "an upgrade from the old Weasley car") and whizzing down the freeway to meet the Hogwarts Express.
Lily Luna was not phased in the least about the car. She was used to it. She might have found Scorpius's reaction funny, however, had she not been distracted by the information that Scorpius had released the night before, to her, her mother, and her father. Apparently Scorpius's father, Draco Malfoy, was planning on meeting his son at the station. He had claimed to want to "Meet the assuredly charming young lady, and discuss further action." When Scorpius translated the meaning of that statement, it was exactly what she had feared. They wanted to size her up, and get a good swing if possible. While it "Could always be me reading into it too much!" Lily was still concerned about what would happen. She was the most frightened that her father and his, rivals during their time at Hogwarts, even after the Battle, would see each other. Lily had heard many times of the quarrels that their grandfathers had gotten into. As they approached the parking lot of King's Cross, Scorpius reviewed the plan once more, whispering it into her ear so that her parents and brother couldn't hear. When Lily was sure that she understood, she grasped Scorpius's hand and didn't let go. To think she felt the Christmas night plan was dangerous!
It seemed to take an eternity. walking side-by-side with Lily. Since her parents were walking behind them, and they had their trolleys to push, they couldn't do much more than that. however there was one perk to being in a train station at Christmas Time. They could talk freely, without fear of anyone else overhearing them."Are you sure this is going to work," Lily continued to implore of him. Scorpius couldn't help but let out a loud laugh. "Yes. We'll be fine." He arranged his face into a mocking smirk. "Don't you trust me?" He laughed again as she searched for something to say. Sometimes it was too much fun to mess with her. In the last three-and-a-half months that they had dated, and several years before that, he thoroughly enjoyed watching Lily's reactions to everything. Especially when the reactions were the kind where she stumbled over the beginning of several different words, finally settling on an incomprehensible grunt, followed by a long glare at the ground until her face returned to a human shade of pink. By the time Lily had decided that she didn't hate every inch of cement she tread on, it was time to put the plan into action.