“ absolutely in a heartbeat. ” selling something illegal? count her in. no questions needed to be ask, no desire to know what exactly it is she’s selling and how much trouble she could be in. if it’s for a laugh, or just because, she’ll do it once. and why not sell to her youngest cousin? surely there is no harm in that. “ what do i need to roam knockturn alley for? you just give me what you need and let me do the rest. ”
❛ Oh Dom, that is so sweet. ❜ Lily winked at her cousin, pressing the vial into the palm of her hand. There was no doubt in her mind that the offer was absolutely genuine. If there was something unsavory she needed, Dominique would be the most capable person to ask. ❛ Think you can find me the will to live? Or better yet, a rigged lottery that I can keep winning for the rest of my life and not have to work? Oh, maybe a box of treacle tarts that never finishes? ❜
Molly decided to pop in the tavern to grab a quick pint, taking a needed break from her hectic day – though the topic her younger cousin brings up hardly allows her to relax. “ I find it amusing you think I’ve got something to sell. ” Her eyes fall to the vial in the other girls’ hands, the color reminding the healer of a draught - sleeping or calming, perhaps. She wonders if it’s for Lily, or perhaps a piece in whatever she’s going on about. She looks for signs of restlessness in her, but doesn’t press on. Instead, she allows a small smile to pull at her lips, eyebrow raising. “ And what do you need illegal items for, may I ask ? ”
❛ To find some low-level dealers. But, no one with half a brain cell will sell to me. Swear by Merlins beard, I’m not actually looking for something. ❜ Shifting uncomfortably on the barstool, she reached for her glass of whiskey. Lily was used to being quick with a case, but this recent case had left her feeling walled in. No leads, nothing that was taking her investigation anywhere. A professional rut was not what she had planned. ❛ I don’t even want to think about work, it feels like I’ve been hitting one wall after another. Life was a lot easier when everything could be solved with something out of Nana’s kitchen. Enough about me, how are you, Molls? ❜
brows can’t help but perk up at the familiar voice of his cousin, turning to face the other, “no. not for many reasons.” a soft chuckle escaped from his lips, “have you FORGOTTEN who you’re talking to? when have i ever been able to break a rule of any kind?” hugo eyed her suspiciously, “you’re up to something. do i even WANT to know?”
❛ The less you know, the better. So no more trouble than usual. ❜ Slipping the vial into her bag, she turned back to her cousin with a smile. ❛ So, how have you been? I’ve been so wrapped up with work and a few other things, I’m sorry I haven’t come by in a while. ❜ Lily hadn’t been able to muster the courage to pop by and check upon him. What could she have done, asked him how he was doing without his magic? It was a can of worms she was afraid of opening, afraid of knowing how deeply it might have affected the other.
❛ A pinch of moral corruption is a small price to pay. ❜ She turned the vial of black market magic in her hands, scoffing at what was nothing more than calming draught. She had tried finding a dealer herself, to get some sort of lead on finding the root of the increasing problem, but no one wanted to sell a Potter illegal magic, especially not one that was a freshly minted Auror. So, she had resorted to sending someone else in her stead, opting to watch from a careful distance. Unfortunately to no avail, but at least it had led her to a tavern. ❛ Would you sell something illegal to me, like, hypothetically speaking? ❜
Going anywhere since her return had been a nightmare. Paparazzi seemed to wait on every corner for the former quidditch star, and their questions were relentless. An expected result of vanishing without word for nearly six weeks, though that hardly made it feel less invasive. Head down as she left the stadium following her first commentating gig, Greer did her best to push through the crowd before she could be noticed. An attempt made in vain as her name was called and she found herself turning on impulse towards the voice. Shit. So much for escaping undetected.
❛ Whoa, is everything okay? ❜ Lily pushed through the crowd and over to the other witch, as she noticed Greer making a quick beeline for the exit. With her beat-up, Holyhead Harpies hat pulled over to poorly disguise, she only had so long before someone recognized the bright red hair under it. It only took a moment before she understood what the other was trying to get away from, it would have been impossible not to notice the paparazzi following behind. ❛ Come on, let’s lose the cameras and get a bite? I know a way that will cut through the crowd. ❜
the crisp february wind tousles raven locks . he stands , unsure . pulling his coat tighter against him to ward off the cold seeping into his bones . home , again . he has grown since he was last seen . he ‘ s taller , and thinner . his hair is longer , and his cheeks are hollowed . his eyes , they remain the same striking shade of green . lighter though . happier . — unsure of how to act , and with his hands in his coat pockets he musters up a crooked smile . “ you alright ? ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ you look like you ‘ ve seen a ghost . ”
❛ I almost wish I had. ❜ The words felt like venom dripping from her lips. Lily longed to be a few years younger so that she could throw the tantrum in public that had been building inside for three years. Three years without hearing her brothers' voice, having to content herself with reading and rereading the postcards he would erratically send until they began fraying at the edges. ❛ You have some nerve just showing up out of the blue. What, did you grow tired of wherever you were and decide to abandon it without word? ❜ Arms crossed, her fingers dug into her leather jacket. There had been too many times when she had found herself chasing dark hair through a crowd, wondering if she would find her brother. Lily only found disappointment each time.
blueberry: what was your favorite childhood food? do you still love it?
❛ If it’s come out of my Nana Molly’s kitchen, it’s probably my favourite. But, if I was held at wand-point and had to choose, it would be her Christmas cake and nut brittle. I could survive an entire life span just eating that. ❜
egg cream: would you rather have a very long (120 years) comfortable but boring life, or live half as long but have an exciting life packed with adventure?
❛ I’m here for a good time, not a long time. Give me the crazy adventure and I’ll happily go out with a bang!. ❜
rose water: if you could see love, what would it look like? describe love in terms of aesthetic (butterflies, stars, rainbows, etc).
❛ I’ve always imagined love to look comfortable. It’s the ease that an outsider sees, the way your hands always seem to find each others. Something as simple as remembering that someone loves tomato sauce, but can’t stand actual tomatos. Honestly, if you want to see what love looks like, just go visit my grandparents. ❜
☄ HOMENUM REVELIO ╱ is that LILY LUNA POTTER? the HOGWARTS alumni is the TWENTY year old child of GINEVRA WEASLEY AND HARRY POTTER. with the rumours of political unrest, it’s not surprised that the ministry is keeping a close eye on everyone, but especially the AUROR, considering that they are known to be quite TEMPERAMENTAL. but if you ask their friends, you might hear that they have a COMPASSIONATE side to them. according to our records they identify as CIS FEMALE, they HAVE NOT lost their magic. ╲
The youngest of three, Lily has always been the light of her family’s eyes — a girl to complete the already blessed Potter-Weasley clan.
Named after her deceased paternal grandmother and one of her parents’ most remarkable friends, she came into the world carrying the weight of their reputations and has done her best to honour the names. More than being another child, Lily was yet another beacon of hope to shine brightly in dark days — a reminder of their victory upon evil.
Her childhood was fortunate. In the midst of her relatives’ healing and moving on from the war, little Lily, her auburn hair, and adorable smile were always there to bring joy to everyone.
It didn’t matter if she was chasing butterflies with her grandfather, raising herself on a stool to see what her grandmother was baking, or simply raising childlike hell around the house, being around the girl was always a synonym to happiness.
Perhaps that is why, despite being the youngest, she is incredibly protective of her family. They always gave her love and affection, regardless of whatever circumstances they were enduring.
When it comes to her family, Lily is caring to the point of being selfless, and rather blind. She would drop anything and everything for them, fighting and defending those she loves no matter what — a trait that seems to pass down in the family.
Headstrong, stubborn, and charming, she is very much her mother’s daughter — from head to toe. There is a little bit of Harry in the mix, those green eyes that everyone mentions are the same as her deceased grandmother, but she is mostly Ginny’s child — and the fiery red hair does not let her hide it.
She’s stubborn, set in her ways — but not only because she wants, what she wants, it’s because Lily truly believes what she is doing is the right thing to do, or will lead to it. The way she sees it, is that there is good, and then there is real evil, and it almost feels like a personal crusade to take down anyone that is guilty, till she finds the culprits. She has zero patience, Lily is the type of person to jump into the situation, and pray that it works in her favour.
She lives her life in extremes, and to a point, she forgets that not everyone else feels like they have this limited time to achieve their goals. Lily is determined, something that was positive when training in the beginning but has also become something that scares anyone that finds themselves in cahoots with her.
What Lily wants, she will get, and if it means, lying, sneaking out, and flat out defying someone — she’ll do it. Lily works to achieve the end goal, with little concern about how she is going to get there.
She has a fiery temper and is not afraid of standing up for what she believes is right. Her protectiveness also reflects defending her right to be an active member of wizarding society. She knows there are people that think she is too opinionated, especially for someone so young, but Lily would be damned before she let someone dismiss her.
She was a bright student at Hogwarts, and like her parents, talented addition to the Gryffindor quidditch team during her time at the school.
She definitely had potential to take on more of a leadership role, but she was someone who always walked to the beat of her own drum — a rhythm that didn’t always match the beat of what was expected of someone in a role of responsibility.
CONNECTIONS -- these are just suggestions, i’m always down to brainstorm!
somebody that i used to know - Someone Lily has known for years and had a close relationship with (platonic or romantic). There was a trust and bond that had felt unbreakable, at least in the moment. However, due to some circumstance, or Lily’s tendency to begin withdrawing when something gets too serious, there could have been a big blow out that left them feeling like strangers to each other.
The reason for their falling out could have been because of work as well. Perhaps both were training for the Auror program together and there could have been tension about someone thinking that she was getting preferential treatment because of who her father is.
fall back together - A friends with benefits kind of deal? They swear it’s not gonna happen again, but all it takes it enough teasing or goading the other person on, and they usually end up sleeping together by the end of the night.
Could also just be exes that have a hard time quitting each other?
an empty threat - Lily does not have the easiest personality to deal with, so there are bound to be tensions that arise. I would love a connection where they just do not like each other. Maybe Lily said the wrong thing, or they did, we can figure that out. But it’s just a straight steaming cup of ‘fuck you’ whenever these two see each other.
aloe: name a song that calms you down when you're upset.
argan: how many times a week do you exercise?
blueberry: what was your favorite childhood food? do you still love it?
collagen: what common misconception do you hate to hear repeated as fact?
cucumber: what’s your favorite cheesy pick-up line? would you ever use it on someone?
egg cream: would you rather have a very long (120 years) comfortable but boring life, or live half as long but have an exciting life packed with adventure?
gold: what political topic gets you worked up/angry?
honey: describe one of the best days of your life.
hyaluronic acid: if you could change three things about your life, what would they be?
lemon: do you have any annoying habits? what are they?
milk: do you think you take care of yourself? do you think you should sleep or eat more?
pearl: what are some words you like in a language that is not your own?
pomegranate: what fact amazes you every time you think of it?
red ginseng: do you think you'll still be the same person when you're old?
rose water: if you could see love, what would it look like? describe love in terms of aesthetic (butterflies, stars, rainbows, etc).
royal jelly: what is your most bizarre talent?
shea butter: what's a song that gets stuck in your head that you despise?
snail: would you rather go to a club, house party, or a small get together of 4 or 5 friends? or, do you just prefer to be alone?
tea tree: what is something you’ve always wanted to try but have been too scared to attempt?
