Just call me Lil (HP next generation)

Chapter 11 - Pillows

Lily

The beautiful red paper - he has written like your hair in some far corner, and I try not to blush - reveals a small book.

The cover exists of two parts, the left one is emerald green and seems to move continually like a snake, and the right one is opal blue and seems to fly away.

On the left side, there's a boy with blonde hair, and on the right one a girl with red hair. They hold hands and a golden line shoots up into the air, forming a heart.

"Wow," I whisper, being so impressed I find nothing else to say.

I open it, and as soon as my eyes look at the first page, letters form words, and a story is being written.

Once upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a girl with hair, flaming like the sun. Her eyes were made of the most beautiful green someone had ever seen and she was the wisest of all.

In another realm, a bit farther away, there was a boy, with platinum-blonde hair and sea-grey eyes...

"Have you...?" I ask and he nods.

"Skip to the last page," Scorpius whispers.

I do so, and see a small mirror in it. I just see my reflection and I raise my eyebrows at my boyfriend.

"I have the other one," he whispers and I suddenly understand it. My father told me about it, once, that Dumbledore's brother had saved him by sending Dobby because he owned the other half of the mirror.

"Thank you," I whisper and I hug him tight. "The suit looks well on you," I smirk.

He laughs a crooked smile and I melt.

"Done!" James shouts.

I laugh and tease my brother: "Shall I shout that as well when you and Lotte, that Dutch exchange student from Beauxbatons, are snogging in the hallways again?"

"Lotte?" my dad asks, raising one of his eyebrows, and my brother's cheeks turn red while mumbling: "Not now, dad."

"Now, who wants to play Wizard Chess?" Uncle Ron shouts and immediately 10 hands or so shoot up into the air and the Annual Christmas Tournament starts.

If I did well?

Uhm, let me tell you, I didn't end in the top three.

Scorpius did.

***

"Goodnight, Lily," Rose, my cousin, whispers in the dark.

"Goodnight Rose, Lucy and Molly."

"Goodnight guys."

It is 1am in the morning and we are quite exhausted from Christmas' Eve. It was awesome, though.

We played wizard chess, of course, and several other board games, until Molly came up with the idea of playing hide-and-seek in the snow and we spent the rest of the night standing in the freezing cold behind a tree.

I loved how much Scorpius liked the present I made for him, and I can feel a warm tingling in my stomach when I think about what he got me. The book is gorgeous, and I totally hadn't expected something like that as present.

I love him.

Suddenly I hear a faint knock on the door and I whisper: "Come in!" though I have no idea who it could be. Or well... no idea...

I got some weird suspicion that it's Scorpius, but probably not. He'll be tired from travelling here and meeting my family, I guess.

Wrong. It is Scorpius.