Lily Evans

Sixth Year. Gryffindor. Slug Club Jane Austen Enthusiast & Chocolate Frog Connoisseur

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Girl Talk | Lily and Marlene |

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Marlene grinned at Lily next to her, snuggling beside her best mate underneath the warmth of the duvet.  This was how they’d always done it, confessing and gossiping beneath the false safety of a blanket fort.  She bumped her shoulder against Lily’s, bunching the covers up around her.

"No, Lily, it wasn’t Sirius.  I told you you’d never guess," she gave her friend her trademark triumphant smirk, raising both eyebrows at her.  She wasn’t going to share just yet; no, she was going to have a little bit of fun first.  And, after all, who would’ve guessed that it was Benjy that had Marlene flushed like a schoolgirl in love.  In love was a stretch, but the rest…not so much.  He’d said as much to her too; she’d thought it stupid, his usual attempts to flirt and be charming and…oh, hells, it had work. "Oh, alright — Benjy Fenwick.  We were bantering, as we do, you know, and one thing led to another and we ended up going on a date in the Astronomy Tower.  It was nice, not like the others.  And bloody hell, Lils; I don’t reckon I’ve ever had a snog like that before.  I mean, the bloke made me see stars or some shit.  It was like one of those romance stories.  Well, save the part where I fell.  But still.”

[flamingfirelily]

"What."

Lily blinked at her, completely blindsided. When Marlene said she'd never guess, she hadn't thought to take her literally. 

Benjy Fenwick? The same Benjy who floated through life putting in as little effort as humanly possible?The same goofy, dopey who seemed to have all the emotional maturity of an alarm clock had managed to make Marlene McKinnon see stars? "Well, I've certainly underestimated his swoon-worthiness." Lily said at last, eyebrows raised in disbelief. 

"Ooh the Astronomy Tower — yeah, I can imagine you get loads of privacy for mind-blowing snogs there." she teased, falling back into her role as obligatory, merciless mocker of her best mates' love lives. "And I dunno, McKinnon, you just said the phrases 'seeing stars' and 'romance stories' in the same breath....sounds like you've fallen pretty bloody deep to me."

[flamingfirelily]

painful starters

"Loving you was a mistake."

"I hate you."

"You left me alone."

"There's nothing left to say."

"Was s/he better for you?"

"I'm sorry ---- I'm sorry I left you there."

"What do you mean, it's over?"

"Please don't say that."

"I can't forgive you."

"You turned your back on me!"

"You don't get to come back and try to win me again."

"I'm not giving a seconds change."

"What do you care if I die?"

"What do you care if I get hurt?"

"Who are you again?"

"This is over."

"I don't want to see you again."

"I can't do this. I can't see you anymore."

"I can't see you with her/him."

"I need to leave."

[flamingfirelily]

painful starters

"Loving you was a mistake."

"I hate you."

"You left me alone."

"There's nothing left to say."

"Was s/he better for you?"

"I'm sorry ---- I'm sorry I left you there."

"What do you mean, it's over?"

"Please don't say that."

"I can't forgive you."

"You turned your back on me!"

"You don't get to come back and try to win me again."

"I'm not giving a seconds change."

"What do you care if I die?"

"What do you care if I get hurt?"

"Who are you again?"

"This is over."

"I don't want to see you again."

"I can't do this. I can't see you anymore."

"I can't see you with her/him."

"I need to leave."

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"Does that mean you’ll be willing to give me a break for the day, Evans?" 

[flamingfirelily]

"Don't count on it." she quipped, taking a seat across from him — only because her favorite armchair by the fire was already occupied. "What's so important about today anyway?"

[flamingfirelily]

Charm Me || Lily x James

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James wasn’t usually one to ask for help. His pride got in the way of him ever admitting that he was incapable of doing something successfully without a helping hand. 

But there were times to draw a line. A n d that line may have been defined by Professor Flitwick after James struggled with conjuring a Patronus in class. It wasn’t that he lacked a happy enough memory. He just had too many enjoyable ones. How could he pick just one and know that it would be the right one? Flitwick hadn’t been interested in his arguments, though, and while James would have continued protesting, he stopped short when Flitwick promised that his tutor (the word still left a fowl taste in James’ mouth) would be none other than Lily Evans.  From there, it had been an easy “yes.”  That didn’t mean that James was still totally on board with the idea of a tutor or of potentially infuriating Evans again. But she had to have calmed down by now, right? She couldn’t still be mad. She was smarter than that. She would have forgiven him.  Such assurances kept running through James’ mind as he stood before the door to their assigned classroom. He took a deep breath, settled into his usual smirk, and pushed the door open.  "Glad to see me, Evans?" he asked, cocky as ever. It was a front, of course. If he was overbearing, she wouldn’t see exactly how much he wanted her answer to be yes. 

[flamingfirelily]

She shook her head, dismissing his cockiness without any sort of response. It might have been naive, but a part of Lily had sincerely hoped that James would start their interaction with an apology. The words of their fight were still fresh in her mind, even weeks after the fact. "As glad as I ever am." she muttered, lips pursed in a fashion that would do McGonagall proud. 

Lily stopped her pacing, crossing her arms across her chest at the front of the classroom, already settling into teacher mode. "Professor Flitwick told me you need help with Patronus Charms?" He was the first person she'd tutored in the area — largely because he was the first person who cared to explore it further. Most of the students had accepted that they wouldn't be able to produce a corporeal patronus (a feat many grown wizards struggled with) but James, for some reason, was intent on mastering it. 

"It's...well, it's very difficult, Potter." The hints of a smirk tugged at the corners of her mouth. Finally something that didn't come easily to James. Finally, Lily had the undisputed upper hand, and she was reveling in it. "Most full fledged wizards have difficult with it." she went on, sounding very much as though she was regurgitating Flitwick's notes. "What trips most people up is that what they select as their happiest memory isn't nearly potent enough."

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"Why did it have to rain today of all days?" 

[flamingfirelily]

Obviously the universe is conspiring against you. 

[flamingfirelily]

Priorities in Order || Lily x Marlene

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"Really?" Marlene sounded less than enthused, looking at the cauldron with immense dislike and disgust.  "It’d be easier and no-one need know.  Just a flick of the wand and it’s gone.  Because to be perfectly honest, Lily, that is beyond saving.  Er—soz.”  Marlene pushed her hair out of her eyes and gave Lily a dubious look, flicking her disbelieving gaze from the ingredients balanced haphazardly on her trunk to the cauldron set up in the middle of the room.  An experiment?  That didn’t sound like it’d end well.  

"I’d really rather shove a jellyfish down my pants than to add anything — or even step closer — to that…that…eurgh, there are really  no words to describe what the bloody hell that is,” she told her friend, curling her lip.  ”My bravery only extends so far.  I’m pretty sure that thing has gained sentience, Lily.  You do it.”

[flamingfirelily]

Lily shook her head, tutting in a distinctly McGonagall-ish way. "Really, Marls, scared of a potion? You're making Godric Gryffindor roll over in his grave." She focused her attention on the cauldron, somehow undaunted by its ominous gurgling. "What's the worst that could happen?" 

You could end up in the hospital wing with tentacles for arms, chimed a little voice in her mind. But Lily had enough faith in her own abilities to keep form making the situation much worse than it already was. 

"C'mon, if this doesn't work, I'll vanish it, promise." She prodded Marlene in the arm before reaching over and plucking two beetles from her trunk of ingredients. "I'm just going to um — toss them in from a safe distance, yeah?"

Crossing her fingers, she send two little beetle carcasses flying into the pot. For a moment, it simmered contentedly. Lily had just opened her mouth to explain the importance of perseverance in potion-making, when — BANG.

[ohllupin]

prefect rounds → lily and remus

For a while there, Remus hadn’t had to attend to his prefect duties. They’d left the first few weeks to the Seventh Years training the Fifth Years, but of course after a while Remus was stuck with a late night shift. It was much less of a pain, mostly because he had a good friend to join him- Lily Evans. Although they weren’t the best of friends, and Remus tended to give her miles of space when he was with his friends as she often didn’t even want to be in earshot of them, Remus still considered her to be one his most caring friends. She reached (and surpassed) him on an intelligent level which was something hard to find, and she was willing to try his favorite Agatha Christie books.

The Lupins always stuck to a principle, they were early, there on time, or they couldn’t show up at all. Luckily, the third never happened. But it trained Remus to always find himself waiting, being the one who other people find just quietly waiting. He also enjoyed the few moments of peace he received, just as he did now- waiting in the Common Room. He would’ve brought a book or something had he known he was so early, and he didn’t want to run upstairs and come back to find Lily waiting- he didn’t like making people wait on him. Rather than that, Remus leaned back on one of the couches, watching the fire crackle and dance.

[flamingfirelily]

"Boo!"

Lily giggled, appearing beside him. As per usual, he was waiting by the fire, with that quintessentially Remus look of quiet contemplation on his face. It was a shame that she had to interrupt when he seemed so pensive — she didn't doubt that whatever thoughts he was mulling over were far more fascinating than the prefect duties they had to attend to. 

Lily produced a small, worn book from one of the folds of her robe. "So," she began, as they clambered out of the portrait hole (there was really no dignified way to go about it.) "I'm about halfway through this." The title read And Then There Were None. The cover bore ten little silhouettes — deceptively inoffensive for a tale so grisly. "And thanks to Miss Christie, I haven't gotten a sound night's sleep in three days."

[labelleatrix]

"And they call me insane” she laughs even louder this time "Well, you should be."

Bella leaned close to Lily’s ears and whispered "I bet mommy would be so proud of her little girl right now… Are you shaking already? Maybe somebody will come visit you later and it won’t be your dear Potter this time."

[flamingfirelily]

She tensed at the thinly veiled threat. Technically, she had enough cause to run off and report Bellatrix to McGonagall. But that would only make her seem like a child hiding behind her mother's skirt . Anyway, Lily was quite sure that Bellatrix and her ilk were all talk...and if they weren't, "Like I said, you don't scare me." a smarter witch, with less of a temper would have swallowed her pride and left it at that. But Lily continued, "I'm perfectly capable of defending myself even if you are foolish enough to try anything."

[flamingfirelily]

Charm Me || Lily x James

Lily twiddled anxiously with her wand, occasionally dropping it in her anticipation. Not that anyone was around to take note of her clumsiness. The charms classroom was empty, as expected. And James Potter was late...also as expected. 

The thought of being alone with James was not normally a cause for anxiety — irritation, maybe, or annoyance, but never this sort of nervousness. She hadn't spent more than a few minutes around him in weeks, though, and she hardly knew what she would say now. Lily had done a rather commendable job of avoiding him since their spat at the beginning of the year. James, in turn, didn't seem all too keen on crossing her path either (perhaps, she mused, for fear of another slap.) 

If she'd known he was the student Professor Flitwick wanted her to help with Patronus charms, she'd have refused on the spot. But it was far too late to back out of it now. She had promised her help, and Lily was nothing if not a witch of her word. 

She paced the empty classroom, casting expectant glances at the door every time she heard a noise. Maybe he'd forgotten. Maybe he'd been injured in some freak accident, or maybe he'd —

"Shit." Lily cursed under her breath as the door creaked open. 

[labelleatrix]

"Oh, sorry… Did I just shut you up or do you agree you’re filthy?" Bella’s laugh was cruel and loud "I see you’re not so brave, then."

[flamingfirelily]

"Bravery can only exist in a state of fear." Lily pushed her shoulders back, raising her chin and attempting to look as dignified as one could while being called filth. "I'm not afraid of you, Black."

[labelleatrix]

"I’m far from being the most terrifying thing around here, Evans… And the Dark Forest is almost as pleasant as home to me." she lifted up her chin while looking deep inside Lily’s green eyes. How did she dare speaking to a Black like this? "Watch your tone next time."

"And lose that pose of superiority, too. It doesn’t suit a filthy person like you."

[flamingfirelily]

"If the forest is comparable to your home, I can't imagine you have a very pleasant home life." Lily pursed her lips to a line so thin, it would have put McGonagall to shame. Six years of hearing jabs at her supposed inferiority, and Lily still hadn't developed a thick skin to the insults. 

[labelleatrix]

Why does Dumbledore think that sending me into the Dark Forest is a detention?

[flamingfirelily]

"Perhaps he thinks showing you you're not the most terrifying thing at Hogwarts will shut you up." Lily quipped, her patience with Bellatrix and her elitist peers drawn thin. 

[labelleatrix]

"I wouldn’t mind training Crucio on some people I see around…”

[flamingfirelily]

You do know you're speaking of a school prefect, don't you, Black?

[flamingfirelily]

Dark Wings, Dark Words || Lily & Andromeda

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Alphard Black was the only other person if her family that didn’t turn their back to her cousin. But unlike Andromeda, Uncle Alphard was more vocal to the whole family about his views on the matter which lead him to be on the outs with the family. He was the only one she could openly talk to without the fear of them running their mouth to her parents. Mother and Father had not been pleased with Andromeda. Letters of their disapproval were becoming a staple in her life but she ignored them in favor of drinking with her mates.

As she entered the owlery, Andromeda noticed a figure bent over a letter. This person was obviously distressed because Andy knew of no one who would willingly sit on the ground of the owlery.

Andromeda walked over to the figure, placing a  hand on the shoulder of the ginger haired girl. “Um, is everything alright? 

[flamingfirelily]

Lily looked up sharply. The reason she'd allowed herself this moment of weakness was because of the solitude the  owlery usually offered. It was noisy, cold, and smelly — students normally steered clear of it, preferring to wait till breakfast to receive their mail. Why anyone was up here now was beyond her. 

"I—um..." she faltered, furiously wiping at her face. It was no use, of course; her swollen eyelids and flushed cheeks betrayed that she'd been crying. Still, Lily sat upright and pushed her hair out of her face, determined to look as composed and dignified as anyone could while sitting in a debris of owl pellets and feathers. 

"Bad news from home." she mumbled nondescriptly, shaking her head. 

[flamingfirelily]

                                            Dying ain’t so bad                                     Not if you вσтн go together                                   O n l y when one’s left behind                                              Does it get sad

                                                ——— ♔ ———

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Edgar Shrugged his robe off. It was a good thing he had locked the door of his dorm so that they couldn’t be interrupted. 

"Are you sure you want to…" Edgar trailed off at the end wanting to know how far they were going to go.

[flamingfirelily]

Lily removed her robe as well, tossing it to the floor beside Edgar's. "Yeah," she breathed, "I'm sure." There was a strangely pleasurable tension forming in the pit of her stomach at what they were about to do. She kissed him once more to underscore her decision, pulling him down with her.