We'll figure it out /Marauders Era

6. Fireflies

She caught herself while she was staring at him. He was sitting in the library for hours! Just like her. He was reading one book, not many for some homework. Just like her. He was alone without friends. Just like her. And he wasn't bored. Just... Stop, she said to herself.

"Just stop, Lily," she was uncompromised with herself. "Start reading."

"So, sweethearts, the library will close till fifteen minutes," Madam Pince led Lily astray. "You two must go to beds."

Rabastan raised his head and looked into Lily's eyes. She froze on her chair. His dark eyes were so close, few meter were like few centimetres. She winked and it interrupted whole moment. Rabastan was looking into his book again and Lily felt her heartbeat so quick.

"Good night, Madame Pince," she stood up when she could move and walked out of the library with book in hands.

"Evans, wait! Would you..."

"No," she answered to him without thinking. "Definitely no. Or yes?" her breath was heavy like stomach. "I don't know, Lestrange, okay?! Are you happy now?"

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"And you?"

Rabastan was lost in her mind, he didn't understand anything. "I was talking about the book. Would you mind lend it to me after you will be done with reading?"

"Oh," Lily glanced on the book. "Nothing more?"

Dammit, she sounds sad, his head told him this by its own. Did I do something wrong? Am I polite enough? Am I...? "No. Yes!"

"So?" Lily felt like she won the race. He wanted something more from her. Why am I so delighted for it? Oh no, he looks to the ground, it is bad. Marlene told me that when boy looked on ground, he didn't want to talk with me. Dammit, did I do something wrong?

"So what?" Rabastan couldn't comprehend what Lily wanted. "I..."

"Do you have your own star?" she asked without permission of the common sense. What did I just asked, she asked herself in head. Stupid Lily!

"I think, yes?" Rabastan couldn't remember of any star, especially of his own star. "My family owns a lot of stars."

"I get it, you are rich," she was upset.

"No, I don't mean it like that, I swear."

Their weird conversation would continue if McGonagall didn't come and told them that it was after ten o'clock.

"We are prefects," they said unisono.

"Yes, you are, but you haven't guard now, so you are out of beds. Tomorrow at eight o'clock by Hagrid's place. He has work for you," she smiled on them and continued in walking. "Enjoy and good night, Miss Evans, Mr. Lestrange."

They looked on each other and started smiling. It was funny how McGonagall didn't make a big deal from it, like she expected it. Lily touched her hair, she felt like whore because of it, Rabastan thought about Lily's lips for a moment and felt dirty because of it.

"So, tomorrow at eight?" he asked.

"Will it be date?"

Rabastan swallowed hardly. "Will it?" he asked her amazed.

"Of course not! It is punishment with Hagrid, not a date," she almost yelled. In her deepest mind, something thought about what she will wear tomorrow. "I am looking forward to it."

"You shouldn't. It's a punishment. We will probably go to the Forest and will find some dangerous animals or flowers. Nothing good."

"But I think it will be nice. I am not looking forward to animals or flowers, if you understand me," she smiled as wildly as she could and turned around. "Good night, Lestrange."