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Is This Really Happening?	By : Avoline_Malfoy Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2168 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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How mean of me to not let them kiss! Bad me! Bad!

They will kiss... eventually. I already know how this will end, but you guys will just have to wait to figure out how.

Here's the next chapter. Sit back, read, and enjoy.

Love always,

Avoline

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Scorpius closed the door to his hotel room, and instantly began hitting his head against it.

"Why. Didn't. I. Kiss. Her."

He wanted to. Oh, Merlin, how he wanted to kiss those plump, perfect lips. Yet he pulled away, afraid that he would have lost control and did something he would later regret. He wouldn't- no, couldn't- force himself on her. She was so perfect, and that was the perfect moment to let her know how he felt about her. Why couldn't he say it?

Because it'll scare her away. Because she won't believe you.

He moaned. He didn't want to scare her away. He wanted to win her over and woo her, just like his father had done with his mother. He want her to fall in love with who he was, even though she was his best friend.

A best friend who had perfect hair. And lovely lips. And a nice set of tits...

He moaned again as his cock twitched. He was suppose to be her companion on the journey of her life, and he couldn't even keep his mind out of the gutter. He locked the door and reached to undo his belt. She was the only girl who ever did this to him without even trying.

Damn these hormones.

He made his way to the small bed, removing his clothes as he did so. He couldn't ignore his erection. Even though he felt guilty about it, he would have to give himself some form of release. Gods, if Lily found out, she would be so disgusted with him. She would hate him forever. He could already see her angry face in his mind.

Which, to be honest, was very sexy.

He groaned as he flopped onto the bed. Why did everything about her have to be such a turn on for him?

On second thought, he might not be able to think about her like this for long.

Maybe I should just take advantage of this while I can...

He reached for his erect member, his eyes sliding closed. He knew once she passed that this kind of thinking wouldn't have the same effect. He might as well enjoy it. He slowly slid a finger over his tip, remembering how she looked at the Yule Ball. The small, black dress clinging to her body, hugging her curves and subtly showing her assets. He began to imagine that it was her hand that was closed around his cock as he began pumping his fist.

"Oh, Gods, Lily," he whispered. He could feel his gut twisting, and he knew he was close to release. He slid his free hand down and gently cupped his balls, groaning as he did. He remembered her long legs sticking out of her shorts, how they just barely covered her butt.

That was all that was needed. He exploded at the image of one well rounded butt cheek peeking out at him.

He panted as rational thought came back to him. He had just wanked off to the image of his best friend, who was dying each minute that passed and was looking to him for comfort and stability. How could he expect her to have any feelings for her when he was this selfish? He should have exercised some form of self control, but some stupid idea that he wouldn't be able to enjoy thinking of her like that drove him to act upon it. He felt so filthy in that moment.

She'll hate me. She'll take off and I'll never find her again.

She doesn't have to find out.

He pulled the covers up to his waist and closed his eyes. It was getting late as it was, and he needed to rest if he was going to fly in whatever it was Lily wanted to fly in. He pushed the thoughts aside and forced his mind clear.

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"Why don't we save the plane ride for Paris," he suggested the next morning. He had slept horribly, and didn't really feel like flying in anything that wasn't a broomstick. She smiled, and he felt the guilt creeping over him.

"Didn't sleep good last night," she questioned. He nodded. "Neither did I. Must be the excitement of last night." He almost groaned at her words. Did she know? Was she affect the same way he was?

Bloody hell, he was no good at this. No good at all.
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