Ok so, before you read... here's a lil bit o' info... It's after the Harry Potter Series ends.... Harry and Ginny have three children: James, Henry, and Lillian (Lilly). Voldemorts followers had stolen some of his and Bellatrix's "essence" and made a kid several years later. His name is Shane. The government found him and he grew up in Azkaban but he ended up getting to go to Hogwarts which is where he meets the Potter kids. He and Lilly are in love and Henry is Shane's best friend.

In this excerpt it's at the point where he's graduated and escaped from Azkaban. Ginny and Harry do not know he is at the house, neither does James... and Henry and Lilly are kind of hiding him until they can talk to Harry to work something out.... Much love to all of you.

The night was waning thin by the time the trio stumbled off to bed. They trudged up the stairs together, Henry turning right at the landing while Shane and Lilly took to the left. When Lilly stopped at her door Shane bent, pressing a kiss to the top of her head, before murmuring good night and heading further down the hall to the guest room. He'd been in his room only a few moments, long enough to change into a pair of black sweatpants to sleep in when he heard Lilly call to him. "Shane..." He turned around, running one hand back through his hair to brush it out of his face. The red-head stood very near his door, arms crossed beneath her breasts, staring after him. "Do you want me to come to bed?" she asked quietly. Shane couldn't think for a moment but then it dawned on him: every time he had come here to stay, the very first night, they would sleep in the same room. It was an odd that the tradition that had started simply because he had been nervous the first night was suddenly sending shivers up him. He started, his voice uncertain," I thought that since I'd told you everything...now that we aren't just friends anymore... I thought you wouldn't be comfortable...." The look she gave him quelled the further response. She actually smiled at him. "Shane, I've had feelings for you far before anything got said. I don't think voicing them is suddenly going to turn us to ravening beasts. I believe I can leave myself at your mercy," she finished, her voice teasing. He smiled back at her and barely caught the flicker of sudden worry in her eyes. "That is... unless you don't want to. I mean... you are 17 now... I would understand if..." This time, it was Shane that cut her off. "I'll never not want to. I could want nothing more than to be near you while we sleep tonight." Lilly blushed and it made his heart contract in a happy way. He padded towards her and slipped an arm around her shoulders as he brought her inside. She sat on the end of the bed while he shut the door. It made a click as it shut completely and it made something jump in Lilly's chest. She watched as he turned back to her, his black eyes meeting hers and holding. Something about the look in them made her breath catch, but she hid it and smiled at him. Lilly drew back the covers of the bed and slid in, laying down as if she had every intention of going to sleep. Shane smiled at her back, a gentle warmth entering his gaze. He turned off the light and sat down beside her. Neither of them would ever admit how fast their hearts were beating then. Shane slid beneath the covers and drew them up higher around the both of them. He could feel her to the right of him, her presence like a radiating warmth. Suddenly Shane understood the lure of a flame for a moth: he knew it may not end well, but he had to touch that glowing hot form. He turned on his side and cautiously wrapped one bare arm over her waist. She shivered and she felt him draw back a little, as if he were afraid that she didn't want him touching her. Reaching up, she laced her fingers with his and cuddled his arm tighter to her. It encouraged him enough that he actually moved closer, close enough in fact that they were spooning each other. He was wondering if she would move away at all when he heard her sigh in contentment and snuggle back against his bare chest. His smile was utterly radiant as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Goodnight Lillian." She couldn't help but smile as well. Lilly brought their clasped hands to her mouth and kissed the back of his. "I love you Shane," she murmured quietly. He brushed lips along her neck. "I love you too darling." But she was already asleep. A swelling of happiness filled his chest, and for the first time since the Yule Ball he felt utterly content. With that last thought he sunk into sleep as well, the feel of her body against his and the scent of her hair like a warm blanket over him.

He woke, blinking in the sunlight. It was such a contrast from Azkaban... Shane felt a small movement and looked down to find Lilly's head resting on his chest with one arm flung over his waist. Perfection... There was no other way he could have explained it. The way everything was for that moment... nothing could have been better than waking up beside her. Eventually, they both, in turn, awoke and dressed before making their way downstairs to breakfast. The next few days were normal, if anyone could say that a home filled with such riotous fun and happiness normal. The parents were still off in France and James had not felt like popping in for a visit, so the trio was virtually un-harassed. They gloried in those days, in silly jokes mostly created by Henry, in playing games, and, for Lilly and Shane, in a new found sense of closeness that often found her wrapped in his arms and cuddled back against his chest. The nights though, played somewhat differently for Shane. The second evening he was there, Lilly did not join him in his room. He hadn't really expected her too, she never had before, but he admitted to himself that he was somewhat disappointed. Thinking it bearable he attempted to sleep but to no avail. Knowing she was down the hallway when all he wanted was to hold her as she slept... to feel the warmth of her body hug him like a second blanket...It was nearly too much. He simply could not tolerate it. Shane growled in frustration before gathering his resolve and quietly slipping down to her room. He held his breath as, silently, he opened her door. She lay in her bed, unaware of his watchful presence. With his heart in his throat he shut the door behind him and tiptoed to her bedside. She looked so peaceful as she slept, and in Shane's mind she was like an angel. As carefully as he could he joined her beneath the covers, only to have her immediately wiggle closer to him. It was if, even in sleep, that she wanted to be near him. Oh so tenderly, he took her into his arms and watched with a kind of awe as a joyous smile effused her face. He held her the rest of the night, even as he slept. Shane was careful to leave before she woke though...not wanting to startle her.

This continued those next few days. Shane believed that Lilly had not a clue, but he was wrong. The second night he found entry to her boudoir she awoke in the middle of the night. Blinking, from sleep and from surprise, she turned in the grasp of that muscled arm to stare in wonder at Shane's sleeping face. It did surprise her to find him there but she was so happy he was. Delicately, she caressed the carefully sculpted lines of his face, from those high cheekbones all the way down to his perfectly kissable lips. Lilly smiled happily and cuddled into his chest, enjoying the sensation of that recent development of hard muscle beneath the satin of his skin. His arms tightened around her and held her close. She smiled against his skin then fell asleep in a well of happiness.

After that, Lilly was determined to watch him enter her room every night. And she did, while Shane never suspected that his Lillian was only feigning sleep. She noticed how nervous he seemed coming in, as if thinking that she would spy him and angrily order him to leave. On the contrary, if he'd simply asked she would have eagerly told him to join her there nightly. He didn't ask though, again, as if afraid she would say no, and Lilly found it somewhat endearing that he wanted to be close to her so badly that he was willing to risk her wrath. The sixth night he came to her though, she sensed that maybe he would not come inside. Shane stood in her doorway and watched her as she lay in the moonlight. As badly as he wanted to slip in beside her, to glide fingers through her silken hair, and to hold her close enough to feel her heart beat as she slept... He felt as if he was pushing his luck. With a sigh of upset he made up his mind and began to turn away from her and to shut her door. Lilly would not tolerate it. "Shane,"she called softly to him, no longer pretending to rest. He froze then turned slowly, as if he'd been caught doing something horrible and was trying to stay the blow ahead. When he was facing her she smiled at him reassuringly. "Are you coming to bed? Or are you going to make me sleep alone tonight?" His heart jumped inside him. "You...you knew that I.... since when?" She smiled at him. "The third night you were here." He looked down and was glad that in the darkness she would not be able to see his face burn so. She made some small sound that drew his gaze upward again to find her beckoning him forward. He shut the door and went to be beside her.

Shane still wouldn't look at her as he joined her on the mattress. Concerned, Lilly reached forward, brushing her slim fingers down his arm so faintly it was like the touch of a feather. It made goose-bumps raise on his skin and their eyes met, hers surprised at his reaction and his flirting between embarrassment and need. "I'm sorry that I didn't just ask if it was okay," he whispered softly. She smiled at him, a flickering of shyness in her eyes. Lilly replied, her voice equally soft, "It's alright. I liked the surprise." Some look filled his gaze and it stilled her breath, she literally felt as if she couldn't breath. Slowly he reached out, brushing his knuckles over her cheek then taking a strand of her hair in his fingers and carefully tucking it behind one ear. His lips parted slightly and, for a moment, she thought he was going to kiss her. Shane blinked though and that so tense moment was broken. He cleared his throat and turned for a second, lifting the covers and sliding beneath them. Lilly silently admitted to herself that she was sad he hadn't kissed her and slipped down beside him. She turned on her side and felt his arm go around her. A smile curled her lips. 'Well,' she thought, 'at least I have this.'

Shane was frustrated with himself though. He had wanted to kiss her then so very badly, but yet again he'd undermined himself. Just as he was turning away he'd seen something in her eyes that he hadn't expected to see: disappointment. 'Stupid, stupid...' Realizing his mistake though, with a small smile, he began to remedy it. There was a sudden sharp intake of breath from Lily as his mouth suddenly pressed to her shoulder. His lips trailed up her neck, nipping and kissing the sensitive skin. Shane paused at the pulse in her throat and sucked down gently. She whimpered and arched slightly, unconsciously pressing her backside into his groin. His mouth left her skin as he made a gasping sound from the sensation. She turned in his arms to see the look of heat in his eyes. He wanted to lean forward and claim those pretty pouting lips with his own but he was, yet again, afraid to press anything. Somehow she sensed it and closed that distance for him. Sliding her arms over the naked skin of his back, she brought them closer as she melded their lips together. Shane shuddered, and it was if she'd granted him permission of a sort. His tongue trailed along her bottom lip before pressing at the seam. Her mouth opened to him and he groaned as he kissed her harder. Their kiss began to deepen further as her tongue began twining with his own, touching, tasting. They pulled back, nearly breathless, and a fierce smile appeared on Shane's face. There was another kiss, then another. Shane fed at her lips like she was air and he was drowning and she eagerly gave into that touch, kissing him back with the same passionate fervor. He moved up onto his elbows so her arms could wrap around him and he was suddenly above her. She groaned as some of his weight was pressed to her and he started to pull back but she just pulled him down again. She hadn't groaned in annoyance; she'd done it because she liked it.

He sank against the feel of her soft, warm body beneath him. His upper body was arched above her due to his height but the lower half was molded to her. Lilly felt his lips travel to her neck again as one hand graced her side. His thumb just brushed the edge of her cloth covered breast and her breath came a fraction quicker. Shane's eyes met hers then as he asked, oh so softly, "May I?" For a moment, she was confused, but then it was suddenly clear as she felt the heat radiating from the hand above her chest. She smiled, not answering, but wrapping her arms around his neck and arching into his touch. He made a small sound but then, as he began to caress over that softness, so did she. Shane found the now taught peak of her nipple and gently rolled it in his fingers through her nightgown. A noise he'd never heard from her spilled from her throat: a low, sudden moan. It was like a drug. Without any real thought he just knew he had to have more of those sounds come from her. More than anything he wanted to hear her cry out for him. He scooted further down her body so he could reach what he wanted much more easily. This time he did not ask as his hands raised her nightie, which was already bunching at her waist, and slid rough palms up over the bare silk of her skin.

this is really good! where in the world did you ever get the idea to contiue on the harry potter story like this? ;p

It sort of just came to me you see ;P

lol

You know full well how that went down

lol when the hell are you gonna finish this? this is just too good.