Hi everyone, yes I've probably lost everyone now; sorry I haven't been updating in ages, I've had so much homework and exams are next week; to tell the truth, I don't even know how I wrote this chapter, I hope you all will forgive me, enjoy...

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

"Lilly Luna Potter, Sir; pleasure to meet you." She replies doing a curtsey, my mother; farther and myself have the very same reactions. Why does she be cheeky with my dad- but has respect for my grandfather?

I mean sure my dad has this vibe of kindness, unlike my grandfather- but still. "So I realized Potter. How are your brothers? You know... since you are in Slytherin and all..." My grandfather asks her, She is totally silent. I send a death glare at him to ask such a personal question.

"Surprisingly. They were fine about it, well; better than I thought they would be. How is Tom's diary?" Lilly asks him, I remain motionless; I don't understand what's wrong, but I know something is. "You know very well where it is, Little girl." My grandfather practically hisses at her. "Scorpius, please escort Lilly to her room." My Dad suddenly says, I grab her hand and get her out of that room fast.

"What was that about?" I whisper into her ear as we head into my room after turning several corners and one staircase. "Sorry, It's a Weasly thing. I couldn't help it, epically since he mentioned my brothers." She instantly replies; "I should have you more over, I've never seen him glare at someone like that before!" I mention grinning; I've finally found a person that doesn't get intimidated by my grandfather.

"Would be my pleasure." She replies winking, I roll my eyes as I open the room to my door. As soon as we enter she's stopped talking.

Lilly's point of view

I can't speak, his room- it's more than magical. There are no other colours besides green and silver, but with all the different shades and glamour spread throughout the room leaves me speechless; I find a pet dragon on his bedside table, it's the species that can't grow any bigger, they hardly make any fuss at all.

"What's it's name?" I ask him, I gently walk up to the dragon trying not to scare it; I put forward my finger to let it sniff me.

"Riddle, because at the time I was stuck in a riddle of names to choose from; it only made sense. Though Vold- I mean you know who; was not intentional." Scorpius replies quickly, stumbling on every word he speaks. Riddle sniffs my finger and touches it with his tiny nose, making a giggle escape from my mouth; I turn my hand around and lay it flat on the table for him to jump upon.

"He's cute." I reply as I turn around and see Scorpius staring at me and Riddle in surprise. "What?" I question him. "Riddle, he- he normally doesn't like anyone besides me." Scorpius mutters. I roll my eyes at him and continue to let Riddle sit on my shoulder.

Ping

"Hello, Sir Malfoy, Miss Potter. Your dinner will be served soon." Says a house elf, "May I request your name?" I ask him suddenly, well assuming it is a him. "Moonshine, Miss Potter; very nice to meet you." He responds winking.

Ping

"Moonshine?" I question Scorpius, he shrugs his shoulders and gently removes Riddle from my shoulder to his very own. Before I get to reject his offer, his parents are in this very house; but he still places his finger on my lips to keep me quite. Then he slowly removes his finger after he must see my blush; he leans forward and puts his arm around my waist gently pulling me forward to his lips; I forget all about my pervious rejections and astonish him by kissing his lips full on, then gently biting his bottom lip, I swear I just heard a groan escape from his mouth. He raises his hand and plays with my hair, I forcefully kiss him more letting him take no action to my direction; his tong tries to get through my teeth but I clamp them shut, I'm not going to go that far today. I shyly run my own fingers through his hair; then kiss him harder.

"Wow, ok girl; hang on there." Scorpius finally says as I try to force him closer, he pushes me back; his face has gone a bright red. "Scorpy, what's the matter?" I ask innocently, trying to make him understand my 'needs.'

"Look, we won't be able to go further than that unless, you want to- want to, well you know." He replies stumbling on his last line. "You know what?" I ask him instantly.

The end of chapter 17! Next chapter might be up next week if exams aren't to stressing.

From AccioDoctorWho