Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. I'm just playing in her world.
Claimer: I own Ciaran Creevey (Who, for the record, is Dennis Creevey's son).
A/N: Eh, kind of iffy about this one. It took me a while to figure out which canon NextGen I could use, who had a brother that would be friends with a Slytherin. I felt really dumb when I figured it out - LILY! xD
Title: Sneaking, Stealing, Slimy Slytherins.
Genre: Humour, sort of.
Rating: K+
Warning: N/A
Pairing/Character: Lily, Albus, Rose/Scorpius.
Word Count: 378
Lily crept into the boys dormitories of the Slytherin Dungeons, feeling confident that she wouldn't be discovered because everyone was at Hogsmeade. Lily had hung back, using the upcoming O.W.L's as an excuse, promising her friends that she desperately needed to study. They reluctantly left without her and she made her way to the Dungeons, thankful her brother had accidentally let slip the password in her presence.
As she walked across the room, she scrunched her nose up as she kicked numerous dirty pieces of clothing out of the way. She stumbled on a pair of Zabini's boxers and shuddered . She couldn't believe she was doing this. She reached Albus' bed eventually, which – just her luck – was farthest from the door, and sat on it, pulling the top drawer of his bedside table open. There were Honeydukes sweet wrappers, empty Butterbeer bottles, used tissues … Lily shuddered again. She proceeded to the next door.
"That's called 'stealing', you know," a smooth voice said from the doorway.
Lily squealed and fell off the bed, landing on the floor with an ungraceful thud. She leant back, using her hands for support, and glared at her brother's best friend who stood at the doorway, smirking.
"According to you and my brother," she retorted. "It's called 'borrowing'."
"You've learnt from the best, my sweet."
"Clear off," she said, returning to her search of Albus' drawers.
"What're you looking for?"
"Marauder's Map."
"Al takes it to Hogsmeade with him."
"Speaking of Hogsmeade, Scorpius, what are you doing here?"
"I have better things to do," he said, shrugging.
"Snogging Rose again?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. His cheeks coloured and he shifted awkwardly. "Thought so. Well, seeing as you've politely told me I just wasted my health, I'll be on my way now. Goodbye."
And Lily swiftly, swept from the room. She waved and mumbled a greeting to her cousin, Rose, who stood at the bottom of the stairs, and continued on her way moodily. Looks like she couldn't spy on Ciaran Creevey, today, then …
"That's called 'stealing', you know." ~ "According to you and my brother, it's called 'borrowing'." - The Mummy.
A/N: Meh. I'm not keen on Lily Luna... I don't know why; I'm just not. But there we go...
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