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Hey..So this is my first Harry Potter fanfic….I'm not sure if I should continue this but read it and tell me what you guys think!

Chapter 1-Spitfire it is!

She'd spent twelve years of her life trying to forgive him for the words he said to her that night. She'd just graduated from Hogwarts and was on her way to discovering who she was besides the daughter of Harry Potter, the boy who lived. He'd hurt her in ways she'd never known possible. That year she was at her lowest point. She frowned at the thoughts she'd had in her mind at the time. She was embarrassed that she would think of suicide. She was never a quitter or cowardly but the pain she'd felt that night had surpass any hex or Quidditch injury she'd surfer through.

She grinned as she ran from Albus. He wasn't too happy about Lily's gift she'd left him in his room. Lily hadn't plan to torture the boy with a room full of snakes but he had made fun of her. Albus and James weren't so supportive of Lily's plans to venture into the Muggle world without any plans. Albus unlike James relentlessly expressed his disapproval to Lily and her family. He'd mentioned that Lily would probably end up as some pitiful waitress of a rundown diner because her pride and stubbornness would prevent her from returning home. Lily hadn't taken his comment to well and awoke early in the morning with a witty plot crowding her mind.

She laughed loudly, tossing her head back a little. She was so busy trying to escape her brother's punishment that she stumbled into someone. She glanced up to see her boyfriend and her smile grew wider.

"Scor, I just filled Al's room with snakes. I think a plan worthy of a Slytherin." She said proudly. Scorpius smiled at her but she could see a glint of sadness in his eyes.

He smirked, "Putting snakes in Al's room is hardly Slytherin worthy Lily"

Lily rolled her eyes. Lily. He'd said 'Lily'. She froze. He hadn't called her Lily in years.

"You called me 'Lily'" She didn't look up at his eyes. She knew those grey orbs would tell her everything and everything is what she feared. He took her hand and led her inside her parents' library. He sighed before pacing the room but Lily kept her eyes on her hands.

"You called me 'Lily'" she repeated. He stopped pacing and walked up to her.

"Lily-"he whispered and her head shot up. She stared at his eyes. In that moment she knew the words he was going to say to her.

"Why?"

He sighed and ran his hand through his messy blond hair.

"Lily, you know I love you. From the moment I laid eyes on you, I loved you. But I'm growing up Lily. I want a wife, kids and a home that we could come home to. Lily, I want that with you. But last night when your aunt asked you what you wanted to do with your life, Lily you told her you didn't know."

Lily felt the tears slipping away from her eyes and sliding down her cheek.

"Because I don't know what to do Scor. But I do know that I want to be with you." Lily cried. Scorpius turned his head away from her. She felt her heart break into a million pieces. How could he do this to her? She loved him.

"Lily, I'm looking for a future here and you're still trying to figure out the present time. I need commitment-"

"I'm committed to you Scorpius!" she wept.

He shook his head, "No Lily you're not. You're committed to what we are, not what we could be. And I need someone who's looking for more than just what we have. I need a serious relationship. I want a serious relationship. I want a relationship where we both see a future for ourselves. I see a future for you and me but you don't see-"

"I do Scor. Oh Merlin, I do see a future for us." She interrupted.

Scorpius frowned, "Lily,don't lie to me. If you saw a future for us, with me, then you would have said something. All this times we've been dating you've never once hinted a future for you and me. And I wish I could hate you for it but you're still young. You still a kid."

Lily felt like someone had stabbed her in the stomach or was tormenting her harshly with the Cruciatus Curse. She was a kid to him. She was just a kid. It had taken her three years for him to notice that she was more than just James' and Al's little sister or Harry Potter's little daughter. Now here he was, standing in front of her, telling her that she was merely a child.

"A kid? I'm seventeen years old Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy. How dare you call me a kid?"

"Spitfire-"

"Don't you dare call me that!" she growled at the nickname. It was a nickname he'd given to her when he'd first met her. He'd never called her Lily always 'Spitfire' in honor of her high-spirited and courageous personality. It was this attitude that landed her in Gryffindor and lived up her title of 'Potter'.

Lily stared at those grey orbs one last time before storming out of the room.

That was the last time she saw him. Well, the last time she saw any of them. She'd vanish into the Muggle world and the rest was history. She still Owled her family from time to time but she couldn't tell them about the life she lived. Not that she didn't end up successful because she did but rather because her success had a lot to do with her secret.

"What about an Owl Mom? Can I have an Owl?" The blond haired boy cried.

"Of Course Leo." The mother replied. The little boy embraced his mom before grabbing her hand and leading her towards the snowy owl.

"Mom, he's perfect. Can we get him?" the little boy named Leo asked petting the owl as if they'd known each other for years. The mother nodded.

"Yes, what will you name him?"

The little boy thought before he smirked, "After you mother."

The mother gasped a little, "Surely you won't name that Owl L-"

"No, of course not mother. I was thinking about Spitfire. Isn't that what father use to call you?"

The red-haired mother nodded, "Yes he did."

"Then Spitfire it is!" he stroked the bird's feathers and beamed up at his mother. Lily couldn't help but smile back at her son.