Costume Party!
"Yes, they do. Though, a snitch doesnāt usually trip over her own robes," he teases, unwinding his arms just enough to give her room to turn but not enough to allow her to escape his clutches. Heās far too clever for that, or so he likes to think. "A prize?" he grins, dipping his lips to brush hers. "Are you going to be my slave for a day? Let me copy your homework for a week? No, not the second one; I already copy Remusā." Well, occasionally. He copies notes. And bats his eyelashes until the other boy points him in the right direction for an essay. "Youāre already going out with me," he muses thoughtfully. "The date prize ship has sailed. Hmm.."
"I'm a special snitch." she retorts. "A rather clumsy one." Lily can't help but laugh a bit at herself. Turning around so that she's nose to nose with her captor, she places her hands gently on his chest. "Your slave for the day?" she raises an eyebrow, kissing him back gently in between comments. "That's quite the prize." Lily tosses her hair back and tilts her head. She snorts in derision at the fact that he uses Remus's notes. She knows very well just how smart he is, the fact that he doesn't apply himself is a source of constant vexation not only for the professor's of Hogwarts but for Lily as well. "Maybe......" she drums her fingers on his chest lightly teasing him happily, "Maybe I'll let you have more than a kiss.Ā ButĀ you have to answer a question first." Lily arches an eyebrow, she's not dumb and she knows how to get what she wants. "What's all this nonsense about Prongs, and Padfoot, and your other goofy nicknames?"
















