nah, she didn't

the last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.

[jilysm]

Hello! Could you do a drabble about James and Lily talking about the Order of Phoenix? Maybe how they decided to join it, idk. Ily and your posts, xx

Hey, there! Hope you enjoy!

“So, what do you think?” Lily asked James, after they hanged their coats and took their shoes off. The house was cold, so she put her cozy socks on before headed to the kitchen to make them some tea.

She and James had just arrived from a secret meeting with Albus Dumbledore, and they didn’t share one single word in the way home. The headmaster invited them to join the Order of the Phoenix, and explained all about the group and it’s goal, giving them time to think about the decision to be made.

“I don’t know, Lil.” James leaned on the kitchen’s table, his eyes clearly lost with his thoughts. “It will be dangerous.”

She stared at him, funny, as she prepared the kettle. “Well, that’s kind of the point, isn’t it?”

James didn’t respond to that. Something was really bothering him. Lily approached him, touching his arm gently.

“Talk to me.” She said, when he lowed his eyes to meet her green ones.

“To be honest? I’m scared, Lily.” James sighed. He was struggling with those thoughts for weeks now, and she needed to know what was hunting his mind. “Because I cannot bear the thought of losing you. And don’t get me wrong, that’s not about you’re not being able to, ‘cause I know you can kick some ass, if you want.” She smiled a bit, and he continued. “But this is huge! We’re not talking about tryouts, or school tests, it’s- it’s one mistake, and you’re done.”

James took a deep breath. “And I couldn’t live in a world that you’re not in, Lil. You’re my hole damn life, and- just thinking about it makes me terrified.” His eyes were filled in with tears, but he didn’t matter - he was a little bit relieved to share that with her.

“Oh, love.” Lily hugged him, resting her head on his chest and letting a small tear scape from her eyes. She couldn’t recall when she’d last seen him this concerned. “Every time you step out of that door, I wonder if I am going to see you again. And you don’t know how much that hurts.” She raised her head to look at him. “But there is a war going on- there are people dying everyday, and it kills me to sit around, watching it all burn down, without doing anything.”

She held his head between her small, cold hands. “Hon, I know we can make a difference. I know we can help out, and maybe- maybe end this, for God’s sake. Because we are good together, James, we really are.”

James hugged her tight, looking deeply into her eyes as his mind flew with all the different scenarios of accepting that offer. Of course she was right, and he would just have to get over himself to admit that. Maybe he could talk to Dumbledore, so they would work together, and that way maybe everything was going to be fine. Finally, he nodded. “Fine. But you have to promise me that we’re retiring whenever something changes.”

Lily frowned, and he explained: “If a baby comes.”

“Yeah, I think we can agree with that.” She smiled, touching his chin with her fingers.

He grinned too. “You know, I don’t think I deserve you.”

“Oh, but you do.” She said, kissing him softly. “And I love you more than anything.”

James Potter shrugged. “Yeah, I can live with that.”

As they kissed, the kettle sizzled with the boiling water, but none of them cared much about it.

[jilysm]

- jily moments -

November, 1978, seventh year’s boys dormitory.

“What the hell is this, anyway?” Lily Evans inquired, holding the Marauders’ Map, after winning a brief fight against the four boys for the parchment. They were still impressed with the strenght and habilty to scape of that tiny woman. She, however, kept turning over and over the piece of paper in her hands, disbelieved.

“Prongs, you’ve gotta keep your woman under control.” Peter said, collapsing into his bed, tired. She was across the dormitory, standing up in James’ bed, not knowing where to look first in the map - it was simply amazing.

From the past two months, Lily was practically a member of the boys’ dormitory, once she started dating a resident of it. So, her presence was always expected and welcomed - actually, that kind of scene was becoming very familiar. Nevertheless, she discovered something new about James and the guys every day that went by, and Lily couldn’t think of anything they weren’t capable of. Her fingers touched the parchment, and she noticed that her drawed name moved as she did so.

“I mean, did you guys draw all of this?” Lily asked, still intrigued. That must have taken a bunch of time.

“Remus and I did the drawing. Sirius and Peter... well, they were also there.” James said, grinning, as he grabbed his girlfriend by her hips and pulled her to his lap. She let a “oof” come out of her lips, as she was taken by surprise – good surprise, though.

“Yeah, but if we weren’t, James would have written your name with a dozen flying hearts instead.” Sirius mocked, laughing a bit – he stopped as soon as James’ pillow hit him in the face. Lily didn’t mind to smile to that.

“Wait, so you’re saying that Remus put his hands in this? That’s not possible.” She said, turning to gaze her best friend, in the neighbourd’s bed. “He’s way too nerd.”

“Oh, you’re the one to talk.” Remus replied, with a laugh.

James lowered his voice, so only Lily could hear it, and pointed to their two dots, really close in the map. “Let’s bet that we can, indeed, be in the same space at the same time and make both of our dots as one?”

Lily blushed. “I think we should charge the boys for the show first, then.”

That made him smile, as he kissed her softly. Lily forgot about the map, as she wrapped her arms around James’ neck – that was way more interesting to do.

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“James is getting a bit frustrated shut up here, he tries not to show it but I can tell – also, Dumbledore’s still got his Invisibility Cloak, so no chance of little excursions. If you could visit, it would cheer him up so much.”  Lily’s letter to Sirius Black, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.

James and Lily in early October, clueless about their future.

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They were NOT used to James dating Lily Evans.

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[dresupi]

James/Lily, Cuddling

for @valiantlyangryfoxblr

The rain pounded down on the roof, a steady droning that would have been enough to lull him to sleep if he wasn’t currently wrapped around Lily.  James found it difficult to sleep when she stayed over.  

Her fingers dragged slowly up his spine, continuing up his neck and into his hair.  “Penny for your thoughts?”  

He chuckled.  “I’d have to make change…”  

“I’ve got the time.”  

He turned over to tuck his head down beside hers.  “Just thinking about how I could be sleeping, but your bony arse is keeping me awake, Evans…”  

She reached down to pinch his arm playfully.  “Funny, I don’t recall you complaining about my ‘bony arse’ an hour ago…”  

[freyamikaelson-archived]

How would you feel If I told you I loved you It’s just something that I want to do I’m taking my time, spending my life Falling deeper in love with you So tell me that you love me too

[jilysm]

this is so jily I can’t even

[jinxy-valentine]

(for @fireworksinmyveins )

James had seen Lily do it a thousand times. He had paused over Charms homework to watch as she flicked her wrist and twisted the long strands of sunset red hair into a careful bun. Had narrowed his eyes at the must-be sorcery as she wove the pieces into a careful braid in the time it took them to walk from Potions to Transfiguration. Had lost his breath in shock the time she had emerged from the bathroom with her hair swirled into something straight out of a fairy tale.

The ease and speed at which she did it made it look all too easy.

“Lily,” he announced one Saturday evening after an afternoon trip to Hogsmeade, draping his body across one of the common room’s overstuffed chairs like a petulant child, “I think I can do it.”

“Do what?” She replied from her spot on the couch next to Remus, where she was resting her head in the quieter boy’s lap as she flipped through a cheap muggle mystery novel. 

“Your hair,” he replied, as though they had been talking about the subject up until that point.

Lily lowered her book, pressing her thumb against the page to mark her line, “My hair?”

“Mmmhmm,” James hummed, pushing himself up from the chair with an exaggerated groan, “It can’t be harder than Quidditch now can it?”

Behind her, Remus snorted, the short staccatoed huff of breath of someone trying their very best not to lose themself to laughter. Lily tilted her head up to meet his winking amber eyes, a small laugh of her own bubbling out at the red flush of his normally pale cheeks.

“Oh,” he said, “Lily please? His ego has been too big lately.”

Lily bit the inside of her cheek, pausing for a moment to decide how badly she wanted to untangle her hair later that evening. The moon, three days away from full, glinted outside the window. And, as it cast a pale white glow across Remus’ long, freckled fingers curled gently around a mug of tea, as it seeped into the scars on his hands and accented the way they snaked across the skin, she made her decision.

“Do your worst, Potter.”

It was not, in fact, easier than Quidditch.

Twenty minutes later, James found himself facing a large knot of Lily’s hair. The failed twelve minute attempt at a bun with three small braids woven out of the hair that he wasn’t able to fit in. Three hairpins struggled to hold back Lily’s bangs, and it was only due to James’s glowing face that she chose not to tell him that the second one wasn’t doing anything.

“It looks,” said Peter, who had entered the room sometime around the seven minute mark, “even worse than your hair usually does, James.”

“But only barely,” snorted Remus, who had gone so red in the face that his skin tone could now be described as cherry.

Lily frowned, “It looks…well, it’s something special isn’t it?” 

James sighed and sat down on the couch with a heavy thud, “Like any of you could have done any better.”

“Is that a challenge?” Sirius, who had been asleep on the floor up until this point, asked with a glint in his eye.

“Oh, Sirius, please don’t-” Lily started, but she knew that resistance was a lost cause as Sirius pushed James aside with a curt “Move Potter” and set to undoing the braids in Lily’s hair.

“This is abuse, James,” he commented as her began to disassemble the bun, “She has such lovely hair, and this is what you do to it?”

James scowled, but said nothing as Sirius pulled the brush through Lily’s hair, taking care not to yank her head or remove any substantial clumps. His jaw worked furiously as though he was going to reply, but he failed to utter a word as Sirius began to weave Lily’s hair together with deft, practiced fingers. His hands moved through her hair as though it were water, fluid, quick, without thought, and he moved it into a place like a conductor directing his band.

“Well,” said Peter when he had finished, and Remus nodded in agreement.

James stared at them slack jawed, unable to choose between looking at Lily, whose head was crowned with a series of slim looping braids, or Sirius, who was leaning back with a grin on his face.

“You have something to say, James?”

James flushed even redder than Remus, “Where did you…”

Sirius winked and combed his fingers through his own mane of dark black hair, “You said it yourself, mate. It’s even easier than Quidditch.”

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James is looking at Lily and thinking “she’s so beautiful”

Happy Valentine’s Day!

[jilysm]

Remus: Let's face it, Prongs. The only way you're gonna be "in there" with Lily is if you're both marooned on a deserted island and she eats a poisonous berry that makes her temporarily deaf, dumb, stupid, forgetful, and desperate for sex.

[jilysm]

Happy Valentine’s! I hope you enjoy x

The very first one

Lily was sitting alone at Gryffindor’s table at the Great Hall, on a freezing afternoon, with a bunch of books opened and an almost full-written parchment in front of her. She was about to finish her History of Magic’s essay, and she coulnd’t think of nothing else as boring as this; even though Lily didn’t dislike this particular subject, she was almost falling asleep.

All of a sudden, as she was concluding her job, a tall boy rushed in the particularly quiet Hall towards the redhaired girl. “Lily! Lily!” Sirius kept shouting, as he approached her, while the other students that fulfilled the room stared angrily at him.

Lily dropped her quill, a little bit mad at first. “For God’s sake, a girl definetly cannot have some privacy in this castle!” She said, once that kind of interruption was becoming regular after her friendship with the marauders started. However, when their eyes met, she saw something unusual in his expression, something like... fear. She never saw Sirius that desperate, and that scared her like hell.

“You have to come.” He said, grabbing her  by her arm and trying to pull her from her seat. Lily looked deeply into his eyes, in a questioning way, still not moving. Then he said: “It’s James.”

Those words made her freeze for a couple of seconds, before Sirius pulled her once again. They ran through the corridors; Lily was following her friend and trying to accomplish the rush of feelings that were consuming her. All kinds of images passed through her mind, and in all of them, James was in a pretty bad shape. It had to be the Death Eaters, she thought for a second, and that made her even more scared. Sirius was running in front of her, and the path felt enormous as the anxiety ran through her body. She and James were finally talking to each other in a civilized relationship, and she never felt that way before; it was like he  understood her better than anyone else did. And Lily couldn’t think of losing one of her best friends now.

Sirius slowed down and so did Lily’s heart. He glanced her before opening the door, and she closed her fingers around her wand, prepared to do some curing spells. However, when Lily stepped into the room, she took a few minutes to understand what was going on. Instead of looking at a misareble and bleeding James, as she thought she would, Lily found herself staring at a perfectly served table, with floating candles ronding it and lots of peonies decorating the room.

She blinked twice to guarantee that she was seeing properly, but nothing changed. Lily turned to Sirius, that was still standing by the door, and now he showed a big smile on his face. “It was the only way you would drop that insanely boring essay.”

The door across the room opened and James entered, without any injuries. Lily turned herself to face him, showing nothing but surprise. She heard Sirius closing the door behind her, but she couldn’t stop staring at James. He was wearing muggle clothes, and that almost made a smile come up to Lily’s lips.

“I wanted to surprise you.” He said, stepping forward as he passed his hand through his messy hair.

Lily closed the distance between them, but instead of hugging him, she punched him in the arm. “You stupid twat! You freaked me out!” She said, despite of the relief of seeing him one hundred percent fine. “I mean, what the hell? Do you have to pretend you’re dying to bring me to a...” Lily stopped, feeling her face burn. Was it a date?

James hold her hand before it reached his arm once more, laughing a little bit. “I’m really sorry, Lil. But, judging by the past years, I didn’t know how you would react if I asked you out.” He said, staring at her as she analyzed the room. “So I improvised.” 

She couldn’t help smiling a bit. “Do you call this an improvisation? I mean, you have candles. And flowers.”

He shrugged. “I can’t help I’m cheesy.” She laughed. “However, I couldn’t do anything less for the very first Valentine’s day with you.”

Lily’s eyes went back to his. Of course she felt that way about him, it was the only possible explanation, how didn’t she realised this before? Her legs trembled a bit when he pulled the chair for her. “So, Evans, I’m gonna have dinner, if you want to join me.”

She shrugged, trying to sound bored. “Well, I think I can make this effort.”

James smiled.

[jilysm]

James teasing Lily before they're dating? This could really go any way

Hello, sweetie!! I’m ashamed that it took me so long to answer this, and I sincerely hope you can forgive me. I loved this prompt so much, so I also hope that you can love this drabble! Thank you for sending me this, and feel free to come up with another idea - I promise I’ll answer all of the prompts in my inbox during my vacation.

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It was already two o'clock am when Lily Evans walked drunkly towards the drinks table at Gryffindor’s common room, still giggling about something she couldn’t remember anymore. There was a celebration going on after their house won the quidditch game against Ravenclaw earlier that day, and of course the marauders couldn’t go past it without some butterbeers and a little music - despite the knowns of Professor McGonagall, obviously.

So there she was, drinking a little more than she was used to and starting to feel a little dizzy. Lily was serving herself with another cup of that tremendously tasty butterbeer when James Potter appeared by her side, with a surprised expression on his face. Besides the alcohol effect that was starting to show up in her system, the reasonable part of Lily became a little anxious, and she was staring at the reason of her raced heartbeat. It was the end of sixth year, and Lily’s feelings about the boy she believed being the greatest jerk that ever stepped in that castle was starting to change - even though she denied it with all her heart.

“Am I seeing this correctly? Is Lily Evans drunk for the first time in history?” James asked, and her legs trembled a bit when his lips curved in a cricked grin. Not a good sign, she thought.

Lily lifted up her chin, trying to hide the hush of confused thoughts that was going on on her mind. “For your information, Potter, I’m in complete control of this particular situation, thank you very much.”

James’ smile grew; she would’ve sound pretty convincing if it wasn’t by her rolled tong. “Well, since you’re holding it up pretty good, what do you say about dancing this next song with me?” He needed to try.

She rolled her eyes at him and regretted it immediately - it only made her more dizzy. “Nope.”

His grin fell from his lips; Lily was in better shape than he thought she was. James was aware that their small talk was being watched by a few eyes around them, but he couldn’t care less. He stepped closer to her, so now he could properly see the different tones of green shining in Lily’s eyes.

“Why don’t you let me flirt with you?” James asked, lowering his voice a little bit.

She smiled, and the answered escaped from her lips before she could think properly. “Because if I did, you wouldn’t flirt anymore.”

That sentence surprised both of them, and he saw a little panic in her expression. “Oh shit.” Lily said, staring at him. “I shouldn’t have said that.” She could feel her face burning a bit, and she knew her cheeks were assuming a red colour, matching the walls of the common room behind her.

James was still surprised when his feet unconsciously stepped towards her, slowly. Lily noticed that careful movement, and she felt her heart beating against her skin. “What are you doing?” She asked, in a whisper.

“Walking slowly towards you.” He answered, close enough so she could smell his perfume.

Lily didn’t move her eyes from his. “Why?”

“Because if I ran, I would scare you off.” James said, ending the distance between them. His hands touched Lily'a face in a gentle move, and she inevitably stared at his lips.

James kissed her.

[jpaddey]

I’m kind of on a roll today. Lily and James Potter, for potterweekprompts perfect pair!! Also because somebody requested I draw them, hope you like it!

[demondarlington]

HARRY POTTER SHIPS [3/10] ► lily evans x james potter

“Oh, well, he always made a fool of himself whenever Lily was around, he couldn’t stop himself showing off whenever he got near her.”

[lupinsclassroom-deactivated2021]

Characters I Love [3/?]:

James Potter (Harry Potter)

“Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git.”

[oyprongs]

so, it’s definite, then…

[norelationtoatticus]

Listen. Harry James Potter was an accident. 

You cannot convince me otherwise. Lily and James were 19 when they got pregnant. There’s no way that was on purpose. 

Please picture it. 

Lily tells James they’re pregnant. James panics, leaves, finds the other Marauders and demands a lads night, you know, no reason, just some drunken shenanigans for no reason at all with friends! Remus notices something seems a bit off and keeps an eye on his friend, but no one says anything. It’s only several hours later, when James is drunkenly crying and wailing on the floor, “He’s going to be so small! How can I protect him? SO SMALL!” that they realize what’s going on. They ask him if he is going to be alright. He sobs, tears and snot running down his face, and nods furiously. “This is the happiest I have ever been!” The others look at each other, shake their heads, and pull him to his feet. Sirius marches him back home to Lily, who has been waiting, scared, alone, and more than a little pissed off at her boyfriend for the better part of the night. She softens when she sees James drunkenly leaning on Sirius, Sirius shrugging in apology, because James is a mess but at least he’s home now. James falls to his knees in front of her and says, “I’m so sorry I ran off. I got scared. I’m still scared. But I’m happy too.” Lily can’t help but smile. “It’s alright, James, we’ll figure–” But James loudly shushes her and points at her stomach. “Wait. I’m talking to my son.” Lily glares at him and reminds him that it could be a daughter. Sirius adds, “Could be twins! Or quintuplets!” Lily glares more and tries not to laugh while James murmurs into her belly, “’M gonna ask your mum to marry me, but keep it secret ‘cause I have to buy a ring first. And a broom. Not for the wedding. For you. Do you like quidditch? You probably don’t know what that is yet. Don’t worry. I’ll teach you. I’ll teach you everything.”

[padawan-ahsoka]

James cried WAY more than Lily did the day that Harry was born and no one can convince me otherwise