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lorcanspixie · 4 years

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Ringing in the New Year

Lily heaved a contented sigh, leaning herself back against Joey on the Scamander’s comfy little couch as Lorcan painted her toenails. They were long over due for a touch up and she had announced such a little while ago, dragging in her large case of polishes. She’d flopped down on the couch and shoved her bare feet into Lorcan’s lap with little regard to how he felt about the matter, but in her honest opinion, basically any time she got to spend with Lorcan was good. She was especially pleased at the moment though, because they also had Lysander and Johiah with them as was tradition for New Year’s Eve. Christmas at the Burrow had been fun, though, a bit awkward once the rest of her family realized she and Lorcan were together. There had been questions, and looks, but no one had tried to attack him. Louis, though, had plopped Adelaide into Lily’s lap after lunch, wailing and screeching, covered head to toe in food with a horrendously full diaper and the explicit instruction that Lily, and Lily alone, was babysitting her. He had then swooped Caerwyn up over his shoulder and marched her upstairs for a well deserved nap, or so he said. Lily wasn’t sure, but she was almost certain Louis had been giving her his own form of birth control by leaving her with a cranky Adelaide. She’d cleaned the baby up and rocked her in her Grandmother’s old chair until she’d passed out on her chest. Louis hadn’t looked too happy when he’d found both of them perfectly at ease and taken the baby away. It had been easier though, being more open about it. She didn’t have to hide wanting to kiss him or hold his hand or snuggle up close on the couch. They could simply be that way, whether people were around or not.

“Should we do pizza or chinese?” The redhead asked, pondering over their usual choices of dinner for the night. They usually went out or Auntie Luna would get take out and bring it home for them. It was feeling much more like one of those nights where they stayed put, having already gotten pretty settled in the living room. They were surrounded by snacks, music playing on the radio while they simply enjoyed each other’s company. Lysander sat against the front of the couch on the floor, muffin crumbs all down his front, sketch pad in his lap.

“Stay still, Melvin.” Lysander raised his pencil, pointing it at the fuzzy blue creature sitting on a pillow in front of him. The tiny thing was some kind of Niffler-species that the family had brought home with them this past summer from South America. They hadn’t been able to find the rest of his group and Melvin had grown rather attached to the entire family to the point where he seemed to go into a state of panic when left without them. There hadn’t been much of an option except to bring him home with them and he was thriving. He had learned so many commands, rewarded with blueberries. They had even trained him to use the cat flap to go outside to do his business, but had also had to resort to a litter box due to the simple fact that the tiny little thing did not do well with the cold at all. He needed to be inside, kept away from the snow and cold blowing winds he just didn’t have the ability to withstand.

Melvin froze on his little pillow and Lysander smiled, finishing the last few touches on his sketch. He set it aside and tossed a blueberry. The tiny creature snatched it from the air, nibbling it down happily before climbing into Lysander’s lap for a pet.

“Good job, Melly. I feel like pizza, but I don’t care too much which we get. What about you, ma colibri?” The Hufflepuff asked, tilting his head back to look up at Johiah. He sat right in front of her, head hitting her legs as he leaned. They had had a lovely Christmas together as well, joining the family at the Burrow after spending a few days and then the morning at the Dumeres. Lysander had been a bit awkward there, sticking mostly to where he and Joey were by themselves, though he did love her little nephew a great deal. Her family was different to what he was used to and he felt rather out of place there. They had had fun though, chasing one another through the roof top gardens and making love among the flowers when no one else was around to catch them. They had only done it the once, Lysander finding it hard to understand exactly what was so appealing about sex in the first place, but loving making Johiah feel good. He also enjoyed her expressions and it did, in fact, feel nice in a way but for him it was more about the emotional aspect associated with the act as opposed to the physical portion. Giving Johiah pleasure was enough for him and he had cuddled with her for ages afterwards. God how he loved her.

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