Lily's PoV.

The potter household is completely empty apart from me.
James at the work with Dad at the Auror office.
Albus at the quidditch game with mum before she has to write about it.
I sit on my bed an old romance novel mum gave me in my hands, my red hair thrown up roughly in a pony tail, wearing an oversized quidditch jersey that I stole from James 3 years ago,
I feel heat down below as I near a part of sexual tension in my book, my knees shake slightly as my free hand travels up my leg and to my knickers.
I rub there, trying to stop the wetness from continuing but it's no use, I know. My hand slips beneath my knickers, rubbing gently before I enter a single finger into myself. I moan softly as I move it within.
I add a second finger, then a third, pumping madly as my thumb runs my cilt. I groan a little louder as I drop my book to the floor, using my newly free hand to grope my chest.
My pleasure over takes me as I lie back on my bed, thrusting my hips up to the rhythm I have devised.

Scorpius PoV.

I walk into Potter Manor, looking for Albus, he should be here. I call out a few names, Mrs Potter, Albus, James, before hearing a bang from upstairs.
I skip a few stairs as I run up them looking for the source of the noise.
Lily's door is open slightly,like always when she's home I've notice.
Lily Luna Potter is the girl I have liked for about a year now, but since she's my best friends sister, it's out of the question.
I scuttle silently to the door and knock a few times.
No answer.
I push the door open and peer inside.
The redheaded beauty lies on her bed, her eyes closed. One hand working her chest, the other pumping her clit.
I cough making myself know.
Her hazel eyes widen as she sits up, not moving her hand from her clit but stripping herself of the other hand that tending to her breast.
'And you want?' She speaks confidently, even though she's the one who's been caught in the compromising position.
I smirk. 'Need help?' I encourage looking from her enticing eyes to her slim fingers buried within her.
She nods mutely waving her hand to shut the door.
I do as she requests, shutting the door tight before strolling to her bedside.
I take her wrist in one hand pulling it out slowly before entering her with the finger on my other hand.
Her eyes roll to the back of her head as her head falls back.
I control her slit, adding another two fingers, I sneer as she changes the position of her legs so she's straddling me.
She pushes at my chest making me fall back onto the bed, she rides my fingers, her chest bouncing her head falling back again as I hit the right spots.
She smirks now, leaning down so our chests are centimeters from each others, closing the distance between our lips.
She tastes like vanilla. Her red lips are soft and gentle compared to my chapped ones.
Her hands entangle in my white blonde hair bring me closer. She moans again, emptying herself onto my fingers, but I keep going, taking advantage of her open mouth by exploring with my tongue.
'Scor!' Albus' voice rings out, 'Scor? Lil? Is Scor here?'
The redhead pulls back looking mischievous. 'I sent him home! You weren't here Al! And I'm not a babysitter!' She screams back.
'I will kill you Lil! You bitch.' Albus replies in a shrill voice before throwing something and slamming shut the front door.
I go to persuade my fingers out of her but she wraps her manicured hands around my wrist and shakes her head.
'You still have work to do. As do I.' She mumbles before moving her hand down my chest towards the buckle of my trousers.