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A/N: This is quite weird. The idea was beating me until I typed it out. So…uh…here it is. Yup.


Lily Potter, at this very moment, is feeling quite ashamed of herself.

But all the blame, as Lily believes, should really be placed on her older brother. He gave her the Firewhiskey after all.

And the Ministry. The Ministry is at fault too. They provided the atmosphere.

And she couldn't forget her parents. They gave her the genetics that made her so irresistible to the opposite sex.

Yes. Lily Potter, at this very moment, is feeling quite proud of her uncanny abilities to talk herself out of her own problems.

Lily looks out the window now, keeping herself hidden behind the curtains.

This is important, considering she is starkers and she doesn't feel like flashing the entire neighborhood.

Lily is also convinced that she has no bloody idea where she is, or where her clothes have managed to nip off to.

Lily, at this very moment, it feeling quite bewildered and also slightly cold.

Lily's only option of warmth is to climb back into bed with Scorpius Malfoy.

The only thing Lily can remember, without haziness, is that Scorpius prefers to be called Gus.

"May I help you?"

Lily shrieks and immediately uses the curtain to shield herself and wraps it round her front. She is starkers after all.

"No, I'm fantastic, thanks." Lily blushes.

"Then why are you hiding behind that blasted curtain?"

"You know why."

"No. I don't."

"Pervert."

"Tart."

"Wanker."

"Really, Lily. Behave."

"What in Merlin's name did we do last night?"

"By the lack of clothing, I would guess we had a nice shag."

Lily, at this very moment, is highly embarrassed and frazzled. "Right. Well….I'll just be off now. Thanks."

"That's all you can say?"

Lily is confused. "What would you like me to say?"

"That it's the best shag you've ever had, and you'd enjoy coming round and having at it again."

"Have you seen my knickers? Or my bra? Or any of my clothes, now that I come to think of it?"

"Lily."

"I really must be off. Work and such. Very important."

"Lily."

"If I can just find my wand, then I can 'Accio' my trousers."

"Lily."

"Have you seen my wand? Oh, bullocks."

"I think your wand is over by the door."

Lily, at this very moment, is flustered. The door is across the room. Away from the curtain.

"Could you fetch it for me?"

"I'm rather toasty. It'd be a bother to move."

"Ah, hell."

Lily, at this very moment, is sprinting across the room to rescue her wand. And along the way she miraculously finds her knickers.

This, Lily knows, is a good sign.

Gus continues to look at her from under his cream colored sheets. "Lily."

Lily is now frantically dressing. Lily, much to her chagrin, blushes the entire time.

Lily, who is slightly breathless, turns to face Gus.

"Yes?"

"When can I see you again?"

"Fantastic question. But I'll have to check my schedule."

"Your schedule?"

"Yes. Very busy. Like I said. Well, I'll just be off then. Have a good day!"

"Lily."

"Cheers!"

Lily turns on the spot and begins to feel the trademark characteristics of Disapperating. Lily arrives at her flat, and looks around frustrated.

Lily Potter, at this very moment, is feeling quite ashamed of herself.

And Lily, at this very moment, quite likes it.

Secretly, of course.


A/N: Yeah. Weird, right? I'm a slave to my ideas. MAMK will be updated within the week. I promise. Let me know if I was totally bonkers...leave me a review!