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me? wanting to bring lily back? with renewed vigor? yep
there are five stages of grief.
1) denial. you haven’t changed, nothing’s changed, you’re normal, nothing’s wrong, what could ever be wrong? there’s nothing wrong with yourself. you don’t need to change, you’re okay. 2) anger. you have changed, everything’s around has changed. but why must it be this way? why does it always have to be like this? why does it always have to be you? 3) bargaining. maybe things have changed for the better. this is maybe an opportunity to make yourself better, but not completely new. this, you can handle. 4) depression. things have completely changed. there’s so much more sadness now. you realize nothing will ever be the same, including yourself. 5) acceptance. this is a new beginning. a new you, no more dancing around it, no more denying yourself what has happened. you are new. this time, you will handle everything.
and i’ve gone through every single one of them for myself.
multi-muse located at @fixedself, canons, penned by ale
don’t you even think for a second that lily georgina potter would have allowed harry james potter to participate on the triwizard tournament, and james potter would have been right behind her at Apparating somewhere near ground just so they could knock & let everyone know that their kid wasn’t going to be competing in some death match
Stay close to people who feel like sunlight.
Xan Oku (via definitelyhandsome)
HP + matriarchs
courageworn:
LAZYSUNDAY MORNINGS. summertime is always enjoyable, considering the OPPORTUNITY to sleep in untilhowever long that he wants in the morning. but with preparations for hogwartstaking up most of his time, he’s morethan EXHAUSTED. ( his mum knowsthat, considering she’s been the one dragging him all through hogsmeade andsuch to buy him his supplies and new clothes. ) exhausted yawn worms its way from harry’s mouth,slowly EMERGING from underneath the covers as he makes a fumble for his round spectacles. he’sstill RUBBING SLEEP out of his eyes as he shuffles over to open thedoor, squinting up at the figure ofhis mother. ❝ mum, it’shardly even nine. ❞ voice is whining,annoyed he was DISTURBED from hissunday morning sleep-in. but she looks far too eager for this hour, and he groans, shoulders SLUMPING in defeat. ❝ alright, alright, what’s the news ? ❞
SHE KNOWS THAT he’s been wishing for some sleep in time but this news are too IMPORTANT, and she knows that james won’t be able to keep it a secret for long. ❝ i know, harry, but this more important than sleeping right now! ❞ perhaps she is being a little too EAGER with the whole ordeal, but she doesn’t mind his whining, in fact, she was already getting ready to wake him. she wants to spend a little more time together as a family before he leaves for hogwarts. she knows that it’s the best place for him, but she misses him at home, specially after a long day. but now she knows he’ll have a piece of home when he goes now. ❝ well, you know that your... other defense against the dark arts professor is... out of commission for the time being, so... uncle remus is teaching this year! ❞
phenomencn:
the effects of the fat lady’s screaming are something mason’s pretty sure he won’t be forgetting anytime soon, not with ears still somewhat RINGING as he listens to the gryffindor talk alongside a cheerful hum. of course lily likes potions, although how anyone can is beyond him. “WONDERFULLY complicated?” the male shakes his head in objection, caught somewhere between a scoff and a laugh. “for some of us they’re JUST complicated, more so without any textbook, although even my class has been told of your superior talents.” which was true. slughorn did have a habit of rambling on about how successfully she had done something the year before - if not her than snape - though he’d rather hear about lily’s successes than the other male’s. “yeah. i was trying to add knotgrass, ending up adding the book as well.” a sheepish grin turns over the corners of his lips, falling into step alongside her in order to send a quick appreciative glance in the girl’s direction. “seriously? cause if marls actually had mine as well i imagine she’d have chucked it out the window by now. i promise i’d return it GOOD as new as soon as i can get another one sent. no throwing it in the cauldron.” perhaps it isn’t a promise he should be making given recent history, but mason could at least do his BEST. nodding at the likelihood of his sister not having the book a hand moves up to rub at the back of his neck, small laugh quickly following suit at her agreement. “that’s appreciated. although, i suppose i MIGHT be pinning too much hope on having the book making me any better.”
OF COURSE LILY might be more than biased towards potions. it seemed like she was a natural at most of it, & slughorn’s praise didn’t go unnoticed. ❝ yes! because you have to watch everything so carefully. it’s better than bloody cooking, ❞ it was strange, her inability to actually cook, but being able to master most potions with a little bit of practice. ❝ slughorn tends to exaggerate most things, so it’d take my superior talents with a pinch of salt, ❞ even while being DECENT with potions, she still stumbled with some of the potions, & slughorn loved her a little too much sometimes. ❝ was the knotgrass at least on top of the book & you just took both? ❞ excuse her for being a little interested on knowing how he put his book into a cauldron. ❝ probably, or she would have given it to you, just in case, ❞ she laughs once more, before climbing one stair. ❝ hey, it’s my last year book, i don’t mind it being... DAMAGED. i could lend you my notes if you want? ❞ she doesn’t use them anymore & she has copies of it anyways. ❝ perhaps all you need is some practice, & a different thinking towards potions. ❞
I WANNA BE, I WANNA BE LIKE MOST GIRLS indie lily evans penned by ale, based on some mentions in the harry potter saga & headcanons.
i’m finally getting internet today so like this for a starter?
@courageworn || starter call.
THERE’S EXCITEMENT IN her eyes as she knocks on her son’s door. she has some INTERESTING news in store for him that for sure. & she’s sure that he’ll LOVE it as much as she does. the idea of remus finally finding a home in the same place he once did, once upon a time, especially after the war that TOOK a part of them, it’s not only exciting but a dream come TRUE! ❝ honey, i have some news before you leave for school again. ❞
phenomencn:
“i have never been MORE glad to see you than i am right now.” mason grinned gratefully with a shake of brown hair pushing back from his amused features as the singing finally began to resolve, his arms slowly dropping once more to his sides in victory. admittedly lily’s victory, but still. “i just came for the great company of all you gryffindor folk… and well i’m failing potions SOMEWHAT horrifically.” a cheerful shrug passed his shoulders, hands resting in large robe pockets as he kicked at the ground while following the redhead through to the other houses’s common room. “ — since i accidentally dropped my partner’s textbook into our cauldron he’s pretty reluctant to help me, and all, at least until i find my own. so i thought i’d check if mars had packed it?” mason paused, his expression scrunching in quick REGRET towards his own words. not that he would have lied to lily anyway, he supposed, she was one of those people it seemed rather difficult to do anything but just tell the truth to. “uh, maybe DON’T tell marlene that first bit though, for my sake?”
SHE KNOWS THAT the screams of the fat lady could probably wake up the dead if they so wished to use it like so. ❝ the fat lady’s screams seem to have that effect on people, ❞ a laugh leaves her lips, remembering far well of her first screaming encounter with the fat lady, first year & she had been so afraid, scared of saying it wrong that she had barely looked at the portrait, & apparently that had been an offence for her, & so the screaming had ensued, potter had calmed her, his APPARENT boyish charm had done it for the lady. ❝ great COMPANY, huh? ❞ the teasing was accompanied by a smile, but that’s soon gone at the mention of failing potions, her one favorite subject & teacher. she loved slughorn, & he made her feel somewhat normal in this world. ❝ but potions! they’re wonderfully complicated! ❞ she almost offers to tutor him, to help in whatever way she can. ❝ you dropped it? ❞ another laugh at that. ❝ perhaps, you could order one from flurish & bots, or i could lend you mine without the... writing on the edges, ❞ she wrote on the edges of her potions book, sue her. but her mother knew to buy her two, just so she could reference it without her scramble on the sides. ❝ because i think i would have noticed if marl had an extra potions book, ❞ she tilts her head as if thinking. ❝ no worries then, my lips are shut, ❞ a small sly smile paints her lips, of course.
@hasfire || starter call.
❝ SO WHAT DO you call me? ❞ of course, this is a completely new thing. being called freak didn’t affect her as much. but... she needs something else to cling on. and freak had been what she thought of herself for a good time, and it seems time for a change.
✰ — — — BOOK SENTENCE STARTERS
‘ it is only once in awhile that you see someone whose electricity and presence matches your at that moment. ’ ‘ we could have been happy. i know that, and it is perhaps the hardest thing to know. ’ ‘ i mean, i hope you’re happy, but the sky is still the sky without you and i’m not surprised by that anymore. ’ ‘ that didn’t happen, of course. things never happened the way i imagined them. ’ ‘ we need never be hopeless because we can never be irreparably broken. ’ ‘ i still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore. ’ ‘ i used to think i was tough, but then i realized i wasn’t. i was fragile and i wore thick fucking armor. and i hurt people so they couldn’t hurt me. and i thought that was what being tough was, but it isn’t. ’ ‘ perhaps one did not want to be loved as much as to be understood. ’ ‘ i tried so hard to be everything you wanted, i forgot who i was. ’ ‘ is anyone anywhere happy? ’ ‘ we didn’t talk about anything heavy or light. ’ ‘ we were just there together and that was enough. ’ ‘ i looked and looked at you and i knew, as clearly as i know that i will die, that i loved you more than anything i had ever seen or imagined on earth. ’ ‘ you think ‘okay, i get it, i’m prepared for the worst,’ but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. that’s what kills you. ’ ‘ i belong to moments. not to people. ’ ‘ loving you was the easiest thing i ever did, even when it was hard, it was easy. loving you was like breathing. ’ ‘ the you who you are tonight is the same you i was in love with yesterday. the same you i’ll be in love with tomorrow. ’ ‘ i’ve seen a lot of beautiful things with a heavy heart. ’ ‘ but the heart has its own memory and i have forgotten nothing. ’ ‘ after awhile you could get used to anything. ’ ‘ i crave a dangerous kind of love – one that breaks hearts and bed springs. ’ ‘ just because you love someone, that doesn’t mean your lives will fit together. ’ ‘ there is so much stubborn hope in the human heart. ’ ‘ be patient with me. my heart is heavy. ’ ‘ my heart talks about nothing but you. ’ ‘ i want you by my side so that i never feel alone again. ’ ‘ i think too much. i don’t feel enough. ’ ‘ i might confess that it’s you i love. ’ ‘ maybe some things aren’t supposed to last. maybe they mean more that way. ’ ‘ i was supposed to be having the time of my life. ’ ‘ i hope i’ll always believe in love even if love shames me and tries to destroy me. i’ll hope i’ll want to start again. ’ ‘ what does it mean to mourn what never happened? ’ ‘ i’m awfully difficult but i do know when i love someone and i’ve loved you ever since i can remember. ’ ‘ the sad truth is that the truth is sad and that what you want does not matter. ’ ‘ you can’t leave yet. i’m not finished falling in love with you. ’ ‘ i’m not sorry for who i had to become in order to survive. ’ ‘ i didn’t necessarily feel like dying, but i’d been feeling a lot like not being alive. ’ ‘ with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two. ’ ‘ you shouldn’t miss people who don’t miss you, right? ’ ‘ i tried so hard to be everything you wanted, i forgot who i was. ’ ‘ do you know how hard it is to say nothing? when every atom of you strains to do the opposite? ’ ‘ our only kiss was like an accident – a beautiful gasoline rainbow. ’ ‘ that’s what’s so damn difficult about making the decision to leave. whether it’s the right or wrong call, it hurts just the same. ’ ‘ everybody should have to love, and it should last as long as your life does. ’ ‘ loving you was the easiest thing i ever did. even when it was hard, it was easy. loving you was like breathing. ’ ‘ i love you. i don’t always understand you, but i love you. ’ ‘ how do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul? ’ ‘ break my heart. break it a thousand times if you like. it was only ever yours to break anyway. ’ ‘ just so you know, i fucking loved you. i fucking loved the daylights out of you. ’ ‘ i hope you find someone you can’t live without. i really do. and i hope you never have to know what it’s like to try and live without them. ’ ‘ i think we almost loved each other, but the only thing i was sure about is that almost wasn’t good enough. ’ ‘ of course i miss you. one minute you were here and now you’re gone. even if i didn’t love you, i’d miss you. and i loved the fuck out of you. ’ ‘ people don’t always get what they deserve in this world. ’ ‘ what if you find your soulmate at the wrong time? ’ ‘ you drink a little too much and try a little too hard and you go home to a cold bed and think, ‘that was fine.’ and your life is a long line of fine. ’ ‘ i was so fucking soft for you and you ruined me. ’ ‘ time will pass; these moods will pass; and i will, eventually, be myself again. ’ ‘ and i’m over it, i’m over it, i promise i’m over it. but it still hurts sometimes. ’ ‘ ‘almost’ is the worst way to love someone. ’ ‘ i don’t know what i think. all i know is that most of the time i would rather be with you than anyone else i know. ’ ‘ you are pretty much the only thing that makes me get up in the morning. ’ ‘ what did my fingers do before i held you? what did my heart do with its love? ’ ‘ it has been a beautiful fight. still is. ’ ‘ stop insisting on clearing your head – clear your fucking heart instead. ’ ‘ too often, the only escape is sleep. ’ ‘ it’s necessary for me sometimes just to be alone and quiet and doing nothing. ’ ‘ you have a place in my heart no one else ever could have. ’ ‘ i do love you – i can’t change that. ’ ‘ come and kiss me and let’s forget. ’ ‘ i don’t ask you to love me always like this, but i ask you to remember. ’ ‘ somewhere inside of me there will always be the person i am tonight. ’ ‘ i used to build dreams about you. ’ ‘ i love you so much, much, much that it just hurts every minute i’m with you. ’ ‘ sometimes people just want to be happy, even if it’s not real. ’ ‘ every nerve in my body could be damaged or numb and i’d still be able to feel you. ’ ‘ i may be in pain, but i am not weak. ’ ‘ you look like a dream i’ve never had before. ’ ‘ you can live a good life without ever knowing real love. ’ ‘ you are as real as anyone, and your doubts make you more real, not less. ’ ‘ the one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person. ’ ‘ the only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open. ’ ‘ it’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. we have no scar to show for happiness. ’ ‘ just for the record, the weather today is calm and sunny, but the air is full of bullshit. ’ ‘ just for the record, the weather today is partly suspicious with chances of betrayal. ’ ‘ just for the record, the weather today is bitter with occasional bits of jealous rage. ’ ‘ the weather today is partly angry, leading to resignation and ultimatums. ’ ‘ for the record, knowing when people are only pretending to like you isn’t such a great skill to have. ’
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@loathedlineage || starter call.
IT’S A SURPRISE to see her this big, this... woman, when all she can remember is the baby in her arms, HER baby. her & harry were grown ups, fought in a war even, while she had been DEAD. how could she face them? how could she even talk to them? when she looks as if they could be siblings, not parent & child. merlin, things had changed. what had HAPPENED that night? was james like this, too? or had only she been brought back to the land of the living. but if anything, she should talk to them, better her than any other? ❝ how old are you now? ❞ perhaps, it was the safe thing there is, considering her baby doesn’t look to happy to be in the room with her.
phenomencn:
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waiting outside the gryffindor common room had seemed like a great idea, at the time. that was before eyebrows were raised incredulously up to the portrait singing ( if it could be called that ) before him, hands tugging his hat slightly FURTHER over his ears as mason began to question if waiting to see whether marlene had accidentally taken his own books while they were packing was somehow WORTH it. surely it wasn’t. the almost drowned out footsteps a suddenly welcome relief as he turned to the familiar face of his sister’s housemate. “merlin, lily, how do i make her stop singing?”
AS SHE WAS going up the stairs, DYING to get inside her common room, she could already hear the so-called singing of the fat lady. either someone had said the password wrong or had insulted her. she could already hear the strain of her ears as they tried to accustom to the screams. but never the less, this was home, off-the-tune singing included. ❝ mason, good to see you, ❞ of course, she had to scream if she wanted the other to hear her. ❝ usually potter can calm her down, but he’s at quiddich practice right now, ❞ her voice slowly dies out as she tries to think. maybe if she screams the password? ❝ fat lady! runespoor! ❞ and that had at least caught her attention. calming her so the others could come in. ❝ so, to what do we owe the pleasure of you being here? ❞
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