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Author: soraya786
Recipient: beethemonster
Title:
Pairing: Lily Luna/Louis
Request: did you ever really stare at me like i stared at you?
Rating: PG-13 -- Some sexual situations
Word Count: 301 words
Summary: Lily and Louis are newly lovers, and Louis is frustrated that Lily isn't getting the whole "secrecy" thing.
Author's Notes: I took one look at the pairing and was like, "YES". Honestly, I had no idea anyone apart from me would consider this pairing, which has been my OTP for, like, months, now :D I hope you like it! I literally wrote it in about fifteen minutes, lol.

She smiles at him from across the table — a secret smile, when she thinks the rest of their family won’t notice — as she eats her apple crumble and custard. Though Louis is taken aback, he smiles nervously back. He fights the blush threatening to reach his ears at the memory of her lips on his the previous night, of the way she had pressed him against the wall in his flat so that not even an inch of space was between her body and his, of her warm whispered “I love you” as his tongue delicately traced the veins in her wrist, of her fingernails digging into his back when he no longer knew where he started and she ended and she started and he ended...

“You all right, Louis?” Harry asks, interrupting his thoughts. “You seem very... contemplative.”

It takes a moment for Louis to tear his mind from his new found lover and focus on that very lover’s father.

“I — yeah. Course,” he replies eventually. Everyone’s staring at him now, every Potter and Weasley at the table, but at his words, conversation ensues again.

He can feel her eyes on him again, even though he doesn’t dare to look her way again for fear of raising suspicion, and the sound of the others’ voices becomes a distant buzz to Louis. She’s sitting right at the other end of the table from him; Louis had insisted, earlier on, that they arrive at the Burrow for the usual Sunday dinner an hour apart. And as much as he would love to indulge in a staring contest, the last thing he wants, especially now, when things are still so... raw between them, is for them to be discovered.

So with much difficulty, he avoids her gaze for the remainder of the meal.