ALLURING || D.M.

Chapter 20

That Thursday morning was beautiful. Sunny and warm like very few in England. All the more reason to wake up with a smile curving the lips and a good stretch beneath the covers. Lilianne Lestrange had been in a good mood since she rose from her bed.

Calmly dressing and tenderly brushing her hair over and over again. The brunette sat at her desk for at least twenty minutes applying rouge cream to her cheeks and a glossy light-tinted balm to her lips. She made a mental note to buy more beauty products in her next Hogsmeade visit, perhaps a richer shade or one of those new black, thin brushes for enhancing the eyes.

Nonetheless, pleased with how she looked, she helped Eleonora pack her school bag, gossiped with Corine animatedly. Lilianne linked her arm with Ariel's before walking to the Great Hall in an extra skip in her step, particularly giddy.

Lilianne was excited, even if she had not told anyone yet, she had a boyfriend or something of those sorts. Either way, she was excited about it. A handsome, tall blond boy that was now sitting on the Slytherin table, taking his juice in gulps while joking with Blaise. For safety reasons they had agreed not to openly voice their relationship. Gosh, it's weird to say that.

She sat next to him as if nothing happened. Watching in the peripheral of her eye how his smirk grew at her presence, she simply smiled and began to place food on her plate as her friends chatted around her.

At some point, breakfast came to an end, the hum of conversation fading as children had to hurry if they did not want to be late for their classes. Lilianne was about to stand and leave with the blonde girl on the other side of her when she felt a tap on her knee. Almost imperceptible she doubted whether she imagined it or not, so she looked to her left to see his eyes lost outside the window, but he gave her another tap.

Whatever he was trying to say she did not understand. It was only when her furrowing eyes looked down that she realised in his right hand rested a little folded paper. Discreetly, she reached for it, their fingers touching as he stood up, just hovering there until she placed it in her bag and finally went with Ariel to Transfigurations.

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She was pressed against the brick of a wall by the muscled body in front of her. Her breathing short as big hands ran from her waist to her neck, not timid but still not openly daring. She heard a groaning hum when a little thing inside her told her to nip at his lip and she rejoiced in the dark as her lips locked with the boy's once again.

Lilianne had arrived at the usual corridor she used to take care of the children at five thirty, not sure when he actually meant for her to be there based on his note.

Corridor before six

Was the only thing on the parchment, she would have to speak to him about being more precise. Alas, he was there already, with a seductive smile on his face. It was not long before they were like this, impossibly close with one another and not having a care in the world as their mouths joined.

The night before, it did cross her mind for a bit, that uncertainty, that the variability that just occurred might be too much. That perhaps it would not be as easy as they thought, that it'd be uncomfortable or maybe be weird.

They said no expectations, yet implicitly she was not naive enough to believe that. After all, their first kiss hadn't been like that, it was spontaneous, without much thought. Natural. Just like this one. Any onlooker would think they had been dating for years at how comfortable they were moving their lips against each other.

Just like he said the day before, things just took their own course. When she arrived, they talked for a little while and ended up kissing as a matter of opportunity presenting itself. He had that brown bag filled with medical potions she'd gotten used to, sitting still on the cement bench a few steps from them. "They're going to get here soon" She whispered with her lips curving, still pressed up against him.