lilies *James Potter*

Chapter 31

Liliena retreated from the guest room lightly tugging along Draco who was yawning and rubbing his eyes awake with a large white stuffed toy ferret in his grasp. It was fairly early, that being 4:30 in the morning and both Liliena and Draco were not morning people the slightest by it taking Liliena a full extra 15 minutes to get herself out of bed and another 30 for Draco.

But she's done it, she managed it and now they both had a bag of their own for changing and to keep Draco busy for the day at the recording studio.

As of now, they both were in sweat pyjamas half awake and ready to go back to sleep once they hit the road in James's minivan.

She went to the kitchen flicking on the light to grab a breakfast bar for Draco to eat only to be bleary-eyed at the two figures snogging on her kitchen counter and a pot full of freshly made coffee.

"Lovely to see you got your priorities straight Reg, but mind you I live here as well and I don't fancy finding cum on my kitchen counters. Also, Draco is in the other room and I don't think Narcissa would take it as lightly as Pandora did on traumatizing the poor boy."

"Fuck off." Barty groans wrapping his legs around Regulus's waist locking them by the ankles and pulling him closer to nibble at his neck where there were very profusing purple and red marks littering his skin.

Liliena does not, in Barty's words, fuck off.

Instead, she makes a to-go cup of caramel-drizzled coffee and James can, in Barty's words, fuck off, on her sugar intake. "Evan is asleep in bed right now?"

"Fuck. Off." Barty repeats glaring at her over Regulus's shoulder as Regulus thumps his forehead on Barty's collarbone.

"My flat. My rules."

"It's Reg's too."

"Regulus, remember the rules?" Lilina gives the boy a raised eyebrow as she plucks a few breakfast bars from the cupboard that would last the two-hour drive. "Our open space is for sharing which means caring. Caring means not leaving any sex-related anything anywhere. Sex-related which involves, toys, body fluids, and people."

Barty dramatically gasps in Regulus's hold. "I'm not people!"

"Right now you are. Get the fuck out of my kitchen, Junior."

Regulus peels himself away from Barty and fixes himself a cup but with close observation, she notices it's not his usual taste of coffee as it was left black with only a little bit of sugar. "Evan?"

"Yeah. He has early work meetings soon. The least we can do is give him energy after last night."

"Ah, yes. The junior CEO of Pans and his dad. He hates his dad so much yet he works with him, doesn't make much sense."

"He likes his power." It only took one look at Barty as he spoke to know that power also belonged in another room that Liliena didn't want to know.

"You're out all day Reg?"

"Yep, recording more songs. The company wants me to go ahead and record all my songs and once I get them figured out and picked on the first album it will be less hassle."

Liliena hums with slight disappointment in the hope that he would've been able to watch Draco. She moves out of the kitchen to find Draco knocked out with his forehead on the dining room table clutching onto the ferret tightly to his chest. She wonders why he couldn't use the ferret as a pillow because now he's going to have a red mark.

Liliena gently nudges Draco awake. "Dray, wake up."

"Hmm?" Draco rubs his forehead deeper into the glass of the table. Liliena would need to wipe it down from skin oil smearing on it.