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Never Trust A Half Naked Bloke	By : icicle33 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Albus Severus/Scorpius Views: 3447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author: Icicle

Title: Never Trust a Half Naked Bloke (No Matter How Fit He Is)

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: ~3000 for this part 12K in all

Pairing(s): Lily/Scorpius , Lily/OMC, Albus Severus/Scorpius

Warnings: under 18 and ridiculously awkward sex (character is 16), matchmaker Slytherin Lily with Rose as her accomplice, humour

Summary: Lily never meant to break Scorpius’ heart. He was the nicest bloke she knew and loved him dearly. If only, there was some way to make it up to him.

Author's notes: This was written for the nextgen fest on lj. It is complete and will be posted in 4 parts. A special thank you to my beta Ashiiblack, and as always, feedback is encouraged and makes my day.

Enjoy.

Never Trust A Half Naked Bloke (No Matter How Fit He Is)

Part 1: Lily’s Mistake

“A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.” ~EH [1]

Dear Lily,

I hope you are having a fantastic time in Paris. ~~I miss you lots.~~ Everyone misses you, and I suppose I do too. Things are definitely less exciting without my little sister here causing trouble, especially since James is being ~~a prat~~ difficult ~~again~~. Mum is away ~~as usual~~, on one of her coaching retreats, which is a good thing since she’s been fighting with James almost daily about him going out and looking for a job rather than just bumming around the house and going out drinking with his friends. Good old JWood is practically living at our house, and I caught him trying to sneak into your room the other day. ~~I really hate that prick~~. I was going to hex him myself, but those Slime Hexes you set on your door were brilliant. I laughed all day and Jonathon couldn’t remove the Green Slime from his hair for days! You’ll have to show me how you did that. ~~You really are wicked at cursing people. I would hate to get on your bad side.~~

Last week, I went to Quidditch Camp, which was pretty fun since the entire Gryffindor and Slytherin teams were there. We picked up lots of strategies for next year’s team, and you would be proud of me because I behaved myself with the Slytherins and left Anton Zabini completely alone. Dad was thrilled that he didn’t receive any angry letters from the Camp Director this year ~~even if I did turn Nigel Nott into a slug the first night.~~

Dad is working ~~himself into an early grave since he misses Mum~~ on a case with, surprisingly enough, Mr Malfoy (asking him about some Potions consult). So far, he has come home every night in once piece ~~except for that one time when he came home with a black eye~~, so I think that means they are getting along or at least not killing each other. Mr Malfoy even stayed for dinner the other night, which turned out to be a surprisingly pleasant evening—other than the fact that Dad burnt the chicken again. ~~I know that Mr Malfoy is dreadfully lonely.~~ I think that Mr Malfoy misses Scorpius because he didn’t complain or insult Dad once during dinner— not even when Dad spilt wine all over his shirt. It’s probably hard being all alone in that huge Manor even if they do have a pool and a Quidditch Pitch! Speaking of Scorpius, how is he? I hope he’s having fun too and that you aren’t driving him mental. Anyway, that’s all for now and I can’t wait to see you next week. Make sure you tell me exactly when you’re coming home and we’ll plan something fun. Take care of yourself ~~and say hi to Scorpius.~~

Your favourite and most awesome brother,

Al

p.s. I heard a rumour that you’re dating Scorpius. I told everyone it isn’t true because he’s been your best friend for years. ~~It’s a complete lie, right? Not that I care.~~

Dearest Albus,

Paris is amazing. The food is wonderful, the wine is wonderful (don’t tell Dad), and the shopping is life changing. All the girls are going to die when I return home with the latest fashions that haven’t hit London yet! Unfortunately, I think Dad is probably going to have a heart attack when he sees the charges I have racked up on his Black Card. Thank Merlin, I won’t be there when he gets the bill, but I mean it’s not my fault. He gave me the card for emergencies and Scorpius and I were invited to a Ministry Gala, so a new dress, purse, and heels were a necessity! If that doesn’t count as an emergency, I don’t know what does.

The actual Young Ambassadors Programme is ~~dreadfully~~ kind of boring. From 8-12 we have guest lecturers every morning, and then unless we have pressing internship business, the rest of the day is free. We spent a couple of days with Scorpius’ mother, and since Astoria knows everybody, we are pretty much invited to a different social function every night. Actually, it’s quite exhausting, and I’ve skived off lectures once or twice ~~practically every morning~~. Of course, Scorpius is enjoying the programme immensely and hanging on every word of the OLD Ambassadors. You should see him smiling like a bloody idiot at all the old codgers and bending to their every whim. It’s disgusting. And the others are worse!

Woe is my life, dear Albus! It appears that this entire programme is filled with a bunch of bloody swots. Who knew? I assumed that most people signed up for this programme to spend two months in Paris, not to actually WORK. Le sigh.

No matter, I have made the best of it and have made a few friends of my own, including the French Minister’s daughter, Renée. She’s a darling and very French. She has even invited me to stay during the winter hols, and if you’re nice to me, I’ll bring you too.

As for dating Scorpius, don’t be preposterous. Scorpius has been my friend for ages, we are most certainly NOT dating. I mean we might have gotten a little closer ~~(I snogged him silly)~~ than usual this summer since all the boys in the programme are ~~stuck up little virgins~~ anoraks, but it’s not a big deal.

Anyway, I can’t wait to see you! Unlike you, I can admit that I miss you lots, so you’d better be waiting for me. I’ll be home next Thursday around dinner time.

All my love,

Lily

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Lily lugged her bag up the stairs and sighed. She was home again and not particularly happy about it. Paris had been amazing, a completely different world, and now that she was back in their large, albeit incredibly untidy home, she longed for the sophisticated and luxurious rooms that she had complained about in Paris. Thank Merlin, she would be returning in the winter, which couldn’t come soon enough.

Once she climbed up both flights of stairs, (Mum and Dad had insisted that all the ‘terrors’ room on the third floor), she cursed loudly as she almost tripped over one of James’ old trainers and what looked like a rank pair of gym shorts. Clearly, since Mum was out of town again, James was no longer even pretending to clean up his shit. Shaking her head, Lily kicked the trainers and foul shorts out of her path and towards James’ room. Later, she would be having words with her darling brother. Even if she had missed her family terribly, even James, she wasn’t looking forward to spending the next couple of weeks cooped up in this house with them. Oh well, at least she had Al to entertain her. Carefully, she avoided any more of James’ potential clothing hazards and made her way to her room, placing her bag outside the door (the trunks could wait until later).

The Parisian International Floo and Portkey Network had been a nightmare. Even though she wasn’t supposed to come home until this evening, she had managed to change her Portkey for an earlier departure. It was barely two in the afternoon, and she figured that James was still sleeping and Dad was at work. Lily wasn’t sure where Albus was though; she had assumed that he would be home, but when no one opened the front door after she knocked for five minutes, it was obvious that he had gone out. Perhaps she would take a little nap until Albus came home. Blimey, would he be surprised!

: : : :

When Lily opened her door, her jaw dropped. Before leaving for France, she had placed a string of complicated hexes on her room to make sure that James, Albus, and her mother stayed out of it. She assumed that it would be a little dusty when she came back, but the last thing she expected to find was a half naked Jonathon Wood sprawled out on her bed.

“Jonathon...what the hell do you think you’re doing?” she hissed.

“Hiya Lily,” Jonathon said, a wide grin spread on his handsome face. “I’m so glad you’re home.” He got up from the bed, clad only in a pair of tight jeans, and hugged her. “I didn’t think you would be home ‘til later.”

“Right.” Lily frowned deeply as he embraced her. “What are you even doing here? This is MY room if you hadn’t noticed.”

“I know,” he replied, shrugging. “I was waiting for you. I missed you.”

“Uh huh.” Lily eyed him warily and crossed her arms. “How did you even get in here? All my locks and hexes are still in place.”

“Funny story,” Jonathon said, wriggling his eyebrows at her. “Come here and I’ll tell you.” He patted the corner of the bed next to him and smiled. It was odd having someone invite her to sit on her own bed, but she decided to humour him since she needed to know how he got past her hexes.

“Go on.”

“Well—” Jonathon shifted closer to her on the bed. Clearly, he didn’t take the hint that she had chosen to sit farther away from him on purpose. “I noticed that you placed a bunch of wicked hexes on your door. I tried disarming them, but I kind of failed epically,” he explained, and then held up his left arm where he still had a few welts that were most likely from her pointed Stinging Hexes.

“Ahh.” Lily shrugged. She wasn’t going to apologise for his injuries; it was his own fault for being dim-witted enough to try and break into her room.

“Anyway, I knew that I wasn’t going to get through the door, so I came up with another brilliant idea.” Lily arched an eyebrow at him but didn’t comment. “I decided to come in through your window.”

“My window? Are you insane?”

“Probably.” Jonathan chuckled. “It took five tries, but I flew up to your window and on the fifth try I was able to not fall off my broomstick and jerk open your window.”

“Wow,” Lily said, running a hand through her hair, “I never thought of that. I guess next time, I’ll have to lock my windows too.”

“Then I’ll just find another way to find you...Fair Lily.”

“Right.” Lily frowned again. It’s not that she disliked Jonathon because she didn’t; it was just that Jonathon had been friends with James for years, and he hardly ever talked to her. Back in fourth year, she used to fancy him like mad, but he never even noticed her. Why was he sitting in her bedroom all of a sudden?

“Why are you even here? What’s so important that you risked death to get into my room?”

Jonathon bowed his head and his cheeks flushed. Actually, it was kind of adorable. “I didn’t want James to see me,” he said. “And I wanted to surprise you. I’ve been thinking about you all summer.”

“Really?” Lily asked, her eyes still narrowed. “That’s funny because I don’t remember us ever being that close.”

“That’s not true,” Jonathon insisted, now shifting closer to her and grabbing her hand. “Lily,” he said, his voice serious and his eyes oh-so blue and clear that it was almost dizzying, “I’ve always liked you, but you were off limits since you were James’ sister.” He paused for a moment and smiled. “But now that you’re sixteen, it’s fair game. And—I just couldn’t keep away anymore. Besides, James doesn’t have to know.”

Lily tilted her head back and sighed. Boys were so frustrating sometimes. Or perhaps always.

“That’s bullshit Jonathon. You’ve never looked twice at me. And you don’t give a fuck about James. Tell me the truth before I kick you out and tell James that you tried to hit on me.”

Jonathon scowled and bit his lip, looking remarkably adorable again, which caused Lily to narrow her eyes. He really was lucky that he was attractive; if not, he would always be in trouble.

“Fine, you caught me,” he said through gritted teeth. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since you wore that little red dress during James’ graduation party.”

Lily snorted and shook her head. That had been a fabulous dress. She had worn it to showcase her wonderful new breasts that had finally decided to make an appearance.

“At least you’re honest,” she replied. “However, even if I am flattered, I think I’m going to pass. James really will kill you—” She tried to give him her most stern look, channelling her grandmother. “And me.”

“Come on, Lil!” He tilted his head to the side and smiled shyly at her, his eyes twinkling and bottom lip protruding. “How’s he going to find out? It can just be a quickie.” He reached out for her and pulled her closer. “I doubt those Frogs kept you satisfied in France. Let me make it up to you,” he whispered in her ear, his voice deep and husky.

Lily’s breath hitched and she felt a shudder down her spine. It was true; she’d had a rather unfulfilling summer in the romance department, which was why she had finally turned to Scorpius. And even so, they hadn’t gone much further than a few messy snog sessions. She closed her eyes and tried to compose herself. If they were going to do this, it was going to be on her terms. Besides, secretly she had always wanted to bang Jonathon Wood.

“Alright, Jonathon, but you listen to everything I say. And no one, especially not James, Albus, and my father...ever find out about this. Are we clear?” Her tone was much harsher than she had intended, but Jonathon had the intellectual capacity of a baby troll and that was being kind. The poor bloke needed explicit instructions or he would be completely lost.

“Deal.” He grinned at her widely, showing off his white, perfect teeth. “Now, get rid of all those clothes and let JWood rock your world.”

: : : :

Kissing Jonathon was nowhere near as amazing as Lily had imagined. Several times, she had fantasised about kissing and fucking him, especially since Jonathon was undeniably gorgeous and the son of Hall of Fame Quidditch Star, Oliver Wood; however, he was nowhere near the sex god that his reputation claimed he was back at school. He kissed like a big slobbery mutt and was pinning her to the mattress. She hoped that he would be better in bed.

“Erm, that’s enough,” Lily said, pushing Jonathon off her. “Let’s just get right to it. I don’t want James or Albus walking in.”

“Alright,” Jonathon said, his handsome face screwed up in confusion. “That’s cool, but don’t you want some foreplay or something? Girls usually love that shit.”

“No!” Lily cried, much louder than she had intended. “Please, I just want you to fuck me. Screw the foreplay...and no more kissing.” She pulled him closer again and sucked on his neck. “It’s been so long. Can’t you just rock my world like you promised?”

“JWood doesn’t have to be asked twice, love.” He pulled himself on top of her again and rubbed his cock against her crotch. Lily sighed but didn’t comment; she hated when boys rubbed up against her as if she were their own personal sex toy.

“Jonathon?” she said after several minutes. “I’m waiting.”

“Right.” The other boy shook out his hair and reached for a condom that he had placed on her nightstand earlier. “I’m ready now,” he said as he rolled the condom onto his fully erect penis. Unfortunately, Jonathon’s cock was nowhere near as big as she had imagined. Actually, it was much, much smaller. Lily prayed that he knew how to use it at least.

She smiled at him and nodded as she positioned a pillow against the headboard. “Do your worst.”

Jonathon propped himself on his arms and pushed his less than ideal cock inside of Lily. Bloody hell, it didn’t even fill the condom when he was fully hard. How is that possible?

“Are you okay?” he asked, before he continued moving.

Lily frowned and wrapped her legs around his waist. She barely even felt anything. Why wouldn’t she be okay? It’s not like he actually had a monstrous dick. “Perfect. Now move!” she instructed as she started grinding her hips up towards him.

And so he did.

Before she knew it, Jonathon was ramming inside of her rapidly and violently as if he were a jackrabbit trying to win a race. He kept jerking his hips up and grinding against her without even bothering to push in deeper.

“Jonathon...” She winced as the boy continued shaking her around as if she were a bag of popcorn rather than his lover. “Why don’t you slow down a bit? And deeper...please!”

“Don’t worry,” he panted, his face red and scrunched tightly in concentration, “just you wait. I’m almost there.”

“Right,” she said, trying to keep the exasperation out of her voice. Of course, she had bad lovers before, especially her first time, but this was Jonathon Wood. He had slept with half of Hogwarts. Surely, he would have to be more impressive than this.

He continued thrusting into her, faster than before, and now his entire face was scarlet. His breathing was so heavy that she thought he was going to pass out. “Are you alright?” she asked, pretending to be concerned. Perhaps if he passed out, this awful excuse for sex would finally be over.

“Fine,” he groaned, “just a little tired.” He plopped all his weight on top of her, no longer being able to hold his own weight and Lily moaned in frustration. Unfortunately, he mistook it for a moan of pleasure and said, “Yeah, baby, you like that don’t you? JWood is rocking your world!”

Before she could reply though, her door flew open and in walked Scorpius Malfoy. He was carrying a single rose in his left hand, and as soon as he saw her, his jaw dropped to the floor, his pale face turning as white as her sheets.

“Scorpius!” She tried to shove Jonathon off her, yet he seemed oblivious to the entire scene.

“Lily! I-I...how could you?” Scorpius shrieked, and without another word, he dropped the rose to the floor and ran out the door, slamming it firmly behind him.

“Scorpius!” she cried again, her chest constricting at the sight of Scorpius’ tearful eyes.

Jonathon finally rolled off her and flashed her a smug grin. “That was awesome, love,” he said, “but it’s JWood remember? Not Scorpius.”

“Bloody hell!” Lily banged her head against the headboard. “How daft are you? Just get out, okay. OUT!”

Jonathon ran a hand through his hair, mussing it up further, and then shrugged his shoulders. “I’ll be in touch, yeah?”

“Ahhhhhh!” Lily screamed and tried to suffocate herself with a pillow.

To be continued...

A/N: Try not to be too hard on poor Lily. In her defense she didn't know that Scorpius was going to surprise her nor did she think they were an actual couple. Don't worry, she'll make it up to Scorpius, and if this never happened, then there would never be the oppurtunity for Albus and Scorpius to get together. Anyway, I'd love to hear your thoughts. And the next part will be posted in a couple of days.

Until next time,

~Icicle

[1] The quote at the beginning of the chapter is by Elbert Hubbard and doesn't belong to me in any way.
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