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gobletofmuses: REMUS
Soft, amused laughter filled the quiet of his study, though his eyes followed the motion of her legs quite studiously — a giveaway he was sure his wife would catch immediately. ❛ I married you for a great deal more than that. Though it is a commendable talent. ❜ Once more his gaze tracked her movements, hunger flaring in his eyes as her tongue swiped along plump, red lips — his jaw tensed, fingers curling in his pockets when he realized she was affecting him just as she’d intended. It was always a gamble to risk her ire, but if it concerned her safety, Remus took that gamble without a second thought. And he did it with the knowledge that she’d release a full scale attack on him afterward.
Unfortunately, knowing this information didn’t make it any easier to experience.
❛ One of those reasons being just how negotiable you can be under the right circumstances. ❜ Placing his hands on either side of the arms of her chair, he leaned forward, bending just a little to bring his face down to her level. ❛ I asked for Yaxley and Severus tonight because I wasn’t so sure about the outcome. And I would’ve rather risked their lives, than yours. ❜ Teasing nature melting just a little, Remus’ tone was steady, his eyes baring into hers with a silent urging for understanding. ❛ It had nothing to do with your abilities, or lack thereof, my dear. ❜
tongue ran over her teeth in her attempt not to smile, though a small one quirked the corner of her lips. upon sipping from her wine glass again, lily gently swirled the contents about it after she lowered the cup from her lips. when he gripped the arms of the chair, she felt her heart stutter, eyes smoothing over his face - taking in every detail. the scars that marred it, the crease of his forehead, the twitch of his lips - the hunger in his eyes. it shook her to her core.
but of course - she wouldn’t let him know that.
“ under the right circumstances? or with the proper bribe? ” quirking a brow, lily took an opportunity to lean forward, her lips brushing the shell of his ear. the glass had found its way back onto the table and her hands were now on his arms, squeezing them gently as she nipped at his earlobe. “ though i am certainly glad to hear it had nothing to do with my abilities - because we both know how able i truly am... ” with every word she purred into his ear, her hands traveled up his arms before moving down his sides to rest at the waistline of his trousers. “ do not let it happen again, remus. i don’t care if you’re trying to keep me safe. i would rather die by your side than live the rest of my life without you, you bloody idiot. ” abruptly, her hands moved from the front of his trousers to his shoulders and she pushed lightly, trying to dislodge his hands from her chair so she could slip by him. it didn’t work. heart thundering in her chest, she stared into his eyes once again, egging him on to do something.
gobletofmuses:
@lovelylilyevcns sent an owl : “ oh, don’t look at me like that. surely you’re used to being hurt by now. i always pick the damaged ones. ” de!lily to remus
To say her words didn’t sting a little bit would be a lie. But Remus was too focused on his anger, the bitter taste of it still settled on his tongue and when he opened his mouth to retort to her flippant remark, there was a rough edge to his tone. ❛ I daresay you wouldn’t be so calm if I’d accidentally hit you with a Cruciatus Curse. ❜ Fixing a glare upon her figure, he leaned back against the polished kitchen counter, the shoulder to his robes gaping open, singed flesh and dirt marring his otherwise perfect disposition. After her errant curse had hit him, he’d taken another — this one by an Auror who hadn’t meant to kill, but to maim — and if Lily hadn’t Apparated them out of there, he would’ve been in Ministry hands by now.
❛ And as far as it’s concerned, I’m the only one you should be picking. ❜ His undamaged arm shot out, fingers closing tight and uncomfortable around her upper arm as she walked past him. Decorum thrown out the window, he yanked her closer to him, and a vein pulsed at his temple as he seethed at her. ❛ Damaged or not. ❜
she had been unable to keep the smirk from her lips as he spoke, taking particular note of his tone. a slender brow quirked as she slid herself off the counter opposite him, her eyes shining with amusement. passing a hand through her vibrant hair, a shrug pulled at her shoulders. “ you’re right, darling. i would have been much more pissed off. good on you for being the bigger person. ”
she went to pass him, only to find her being pulled to a halt by his harsh grip, green eyes blazed and she shot a dangerous glance in his direct. heels clicked haphazardly as she was yanked back, free arm thrown out to steady herself against the counter. jaw set && eyes narrowed, she leaned closer to him. “ need i remind you who apparated us out of there? if i didn’t love you so much, i would have let them take you. ” her words flowed velvet smooth from between her lips. “ does poor remy feel inadequate? ” the mockery behind her voice was evident and an icy smile snaked onto his wives lips. she made no attempt to yank herself away - the adrenaline that had been pumping through her veins during the fight was still there and he was only adding to it. she wasn’t scared of him. she never had been - and he knew it.
“ get your fucking hand off me so i can go wash the auror stink off. ”
as far as lily was concerned, he had been the one to blame with how tonight had turned out. it was clear they had a spy somewhere amongst their ranks and they had been caught with their pants halfway down. the aurors had been on them before they were able to do what they had been tasked with. she just thanked merlin that she had been able to get them out in time.
gobletofmuses:
@lovelylilyevcns sent an owl : 32﹕ sender shoves receiver out of anger . - to bill
Staggering back a step, Bill caught himself before he lost balance, his heel bracing against the force of his wife’s outburst. Her scream still echoed in the small cottage, bouncing around the insides of his temple, warring with the odd mixture of anger and empathy that had surfaced. For a moment, he stood still, eyebrows furrowed, lines creasing his forehead, his gaze slowly climbing from the floor — where he’d stumbled back — to the expression on Lily’s face, frustration clear across his own features.
She was angry with him. Angry for prioritizing his work above her. Angry for all the lonely nights she spent with only the sea and the stars to look after her.
And he was angry with her. Angry for her lack of understanding. Angry that she didn’t see that he was doing this for her as much as he was doing it for himself.
Lily had ended their argument with a few simple words; simple, but still enough to send him reeling from the impact. Go then! she’d screamed at him. Leave! And then her hands were pressed against his chest, shoving him, sending him staggering towards the door …
Bill stared into her eyes for seconds, minutes, hours until — mouth set into a thin line of indignation— he finally turned on his heel and walked through the front door wordlessly, allowing it to slam closed behind him. Anger bubbled in his chest again, and he breathed heavy as he trudged through the sand, thoughts going a million miles a minute. Adrenaline pumped through his veins and every angry thought he’d ever had poked through the tiny bit of compassion that remained. He wanted her to hurt as much as she’d hurt him with those words.
Abruptly, he stopped, pausing just a few feet away from the front door. He wanted her to hurt as much as she’d hurt him with those words. Disgust at his own thoughts threatened to choke him, hot tears welling in his eyes. What kind of man was he to desire for the love of his life to feel even a second of pain? What kind of an idiot would treat his wife’s plea for comfort and love as a means to accuse and anger?
Fingers growing numb, he dropped the battered suitcase in his hand onto the sand and turned around once more, practically running through the sand towards their cottage. Bill threw the door open, eyes immediately searching for his wife. ❛ Lily?! ❜ Her huddled figure was where he’d left her, and he wasted no time in sinking down to where she sat, fingers shaking as he ran them through her hair. ❛ Lily, love, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. ❜ Tears ran freely down his face, his voice as unstable as his limbs. ❛ I shouldn’t have left. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. Merlin, I should’ve listened to you. ❜
the were both far too pigheaded for their own good. though they had never fought normally, it seemed to be happening more and more within recent months. mainly - because she was constantly feeling alone, she hated it. she’d heard time and time again that he was always busy at work. and she understood that. she really did - but she no longer felt like a priority in his life. whenever she tried to voice this opinion. and tonight, it was reaching a head. she hadn’t meant to push him - she really hadn’t. but it happened.
he had been mid sentence into telling her that she had never touched or wanted to spend time with him anymore. and she had heard enough. “ are you really saying that i’m the problem, bill?! when you come home - i’m normally asleep. and when i wake up, you’re gone. when does that leave time!? ” the tears had been flowing down her cheeks since she had walked in the door. since she had been cleaning up the dinner she had made - for herself since she hadn’t been told when he would be arriving home.
“ i have been trying, bill. i have been trying so damned hard to be the happy wife. i want to be the happy wife. but if its not enough - if me being upset when you never let me know when you’ll be home - ” she inhales deeply before gritting her teeth for a moment before continuing. “ which, by the way, it only takes maybe 5 minutes to send an owl or even floo yourself in - ” eyes meeting his once again, they are steely even though they are filled with tears. “ you can go then. leave !! ” and then, thrusting her hands forward - she pushed him back with all the force she could muster, her sight turning red
as soon as the words had left her mouth, as soon as she had laid hands on him, she had regretted it. watching as he spun on his heel and left, causing the door to slam behind him - she almost immediately crumpled right in the middle of the kitchen. legs pulling up to her chest, her elbows rested on her knees and her arms came up to cage her head. she allowed her sobs to ring out in the kitchen.
small frame shaking with the force of her sobs, lily didn’t register that he had come back in until her name was shouted. her head didn’t lift, she was still so angry. so angry and so sad. and while she wanted his comfort - while she wanted to lean into his touch - she wasn’t sure if she could. not yet. “ d-do-don’t touch me. ” the words came out in a breathless sob as her mind ran over the words that had fallen from his lips. jerking away from his soothing hands, lily lowered her arms and scooted herself back until her back hit the wall, leaving him crouched in the middle of the kitchen. arms - instead of caging her head, wrapped around her knees and her eyes opened for the first time since he had walked out.
vision blurry, she blinked out the still collecting tears and her jaw set, afixing him with dull green eyes. she remained silent - unsure of what to really say. she wanted to apologize as well. but she wasn’t sure if she should. she wasn’t sure if she could. not yet.
….. ✨ ? mayhaps ?
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𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆 + 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒏 & 𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔 / ft. @lovelylilyevcns & @gobletofmuses
𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆 + 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒏 & 𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔 / ft. @lovelylilyevcns & @gobletofmuses
@progenyofprongs;; [ FINAL ]: a letter written in the aftermath of the recipient’s death, where the writer knows they’ll never get the chance to read it. (progenyofprongs)
my dearest ameila,
my heart is so heavy today. heavy because you are no longer here. i can never see that brilliant smile or the mischievous twinkle in your eye when your mind is set on something. i will never hold you again. i will never laugh with you again. i will never get to tell you how much i love you ever again. and it breaks every little piece of my soul.
we buried you today.
a mother should never have to bury her child. a child should never proceed her parents in death - yet somehow we have found ourselves in this situation. it shakes me to my very core knowing that i failed you.
i failed to protect you. i failed, amelia and for that i am so, so sorry. your father and i have barely spoken since you died. since you were taken from us. merlin knows if we’ll be able to make it through this. your brother has been silent as well. i can hear him crying and i do whatever i can to comfort him but i fear it is not enough. he’s so sad without you. we all are. as i write this, my tears are smudging the fresh ink. i’ve not been able to stop crying for nearly a week. my heart aches too much.
the only solace i have is knowing that wherever you are, your uncle sirius is there with you. watching over you. protecting you like i could not. like a godfather should. we miss you both so much, my love. i would do anything to have you back in my arms - if only for a moment. if only so i could tell you i loved you one last time.
i feel as though i never said it enough.
i am so proud of you, amelia. your father is so proud. you were so loved, my darling. and you will forever hold a place in our hearts. i love you more than life itself, my daughter.
love forever,
mum.
𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.
literally letter threads are elite. that’s. that’s all the context we have here. also bc the language is obviously being changed slightly here. so, for clarification: the person receiving the meme, is the writer of the letter! the person SENDING the meme, is RECEIVING the letter! now. go write letters, u magnificent cupcakes, and DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST!!! i will know, and i will hunt u down and curse ur potatoes to be soapy and bland and messy for all eternity.
[ LOVE ]: the writer begins the first of a series of love letters to the recipient.
[ SORRY ]: the writer delivers a letter of apology to the recipient.
[ LAST ]: a letter sent in the aftermath of the writer’s death.
[ TWIST ]: a letter sent in the aftermath of the writer’s alleged death, only to reveal that they are, in fact, still alive.
[ FINAL ]: a letter written in the aftermath of the recipient’s death, where the writer knows they’ll never get the chance to read it.
[ INITIATE ]: a letter written to the recipient in order to maintain communication between the two while the writer is far away from them.
[ FAREWELL ]: a letter written to say goodbye to the recipient, where the writer knows there’s an extremely high chance that they’ll never see each other again.
[ REVELATION ]: a letter written that reveals the truth about an event(s) that the writer believes the recipient may be misinformed about.
[ EXPLAIN ]: a letter that explains the reasoning behind choices that the writer has made in the past, which they would like to explain to the recipient.
[ BAD ]: a letter that delivers bad news to the recipient.
[ UPDATE ]: a letter that updates the recipient on the writer’s life, or certain on-going events that are happening in their life.
[ AFAR ]: a letter delivered by the writer from another country/city/planet/etc in order to reassure the recipient and let them know they’re okay. (not intended to be a back-and-forth, like [ INITIATE ] does).
[ HIDDEN ]: a letter written and delivered to the recipient in secret, for the recipient’s eyes only, as a result of information it contains, or because of the person who wrote it.
[ UNSENT ]: a letter written for the recipient, but which the writer ultimately never sends for reasons that the writer conceals, or may reveal within the letter itself.
[ MISTAKE ]: a letter which is sent to the recipient by mistake, and which may contain sensitive information about the recipient.
[ UNVEIL ]: a letter which reveals the truth about a plan that the writer previously and deliberately concealed from the recipient for their safety/well-being.
[ NEEDED ]: a letter that the writer wrote for the recipient after learning of their recent struggles in their personal life, and which contains uplifting words of encouragement, support and other things they feel they should hear to help them through.
[ PILLOW ]: a letter left neatly atop a pillow on the bed that the writer and recipient share, that is discovered by the recipient the following morning after the writer leaves the room/home.
[ FRIDGE ]: a letter attached to the fridge with magnets for the recipient to read in the kitchen.
[ KNOWN ]: a letter which the writer left in a place that only the writer and recipient know of, knowing that only the recipient would be able to find it first.
[ HELP ]: a letter written by the writer to the recipient, asking the recipient for help.
[ STOP ]: a letter written for the recipient which the writer intends to be their final letter to them, and which ultimately concludes all communications between the writer and recipient from that moment forth.
[ PAST ]: a letter which the writer wrote in the past, that reveals a piece of their backstory, that the reader finds and reads out of curiosity. (this could also be a letter written TO the receiver of the meme, or about them, or anything at all!)
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@lovelylilyevcns sent an owl : "please don’t do this.“ - to remus
❛ I have to.” Choking on the words left him abruptly silent, eyes watering as he looked up at the desperate plea in hers. A desperation that clung to his own heart — and though his brain worked to convince him that this is what he had to do, to protect her, to keep her from being collateral to his curse — every syllable spoken sent pain ricocheting across his chest. ❛ Lily, I have to. You don’t understand— ❜
Remus blinked rapidly, his vision blurring, cascading tears down his face and he raised a shaking hand to wipe vigorously at his already-abused skin. Ever since Sirius had sent Severus to the Shack, he’d been distant. With his friends. With her. And for a while he used the excuse of his studies to keep that distance, to make it seem like his withdrawal was not entirely abrupt.
But then they’d graduated and his excuses became nothing more than empty promises and incessant nightmares. And when she’d started showing up in his nightmares, Remus knew he couldn’t endanger her any longer. ❛ Do you know what it feels like to wonder if you’ll be the reason the person you love the most ceases to exist? ❜
her head was spinning.
they’d been having a good night - or so she had thought. it hadn’t been much different from any other night, but they had been together. that was all that mattered to her. the laughs, the smiles. the locking of their eyes. things that had all seemed pretty standard for them. sure, he had seemed a little bit distant. he had seemed distracted but she had chalked it up to the coming full moon. he had always gotten this way in the days leading up to it. but now...
she had been in the process of doing her nightly routine. first shower, then brushing her teeth. then her hair before finally crawling into bed. into his waiting arms. as she thought back on all the nights they’d had previously, lily swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat within a matter of seconds. eyes drifted up to lock on his through the mirror, the gravity of his words hitting her full force now.
‘ theres no easy way to say this. i’m sorry, lily. but i’m leaving. i’m leaving tonight. we can’t be together ’
the words rang out in her head. they hadn’t made any sense. they still didn’t make any sense. slowly, lily lowered the toothbrush she had been holding and turned, lowering herself onto the toilet seat. hands lowered to clutch at the edges of the lid, until her knuckles turned white - to give her something to hold onto so she didn’t slip off due to the spinning of her head. her breath caught in her throat as her eyes squeezed shut for a moment before opening to find his once again. her mouth opened as if to say something - anything but when no words came, it fell closed again. behind her ribs, her heart gave a painful lurch as the tears finally began to collect behind her lashes and spill down her cheeks.
“ no remus. i don’t have to understand. ” she had contemplated yelling - but she was unable to find her voice. all that occupied her mind now, was the fact that he had seemed to come to this course of action so quickly. as hot tears continued to stream down her pink cheeks, her body began to tremble with the onslaught of emotion that was threatening to overcome her. if he left, she didn’t know if she could handle it.
“ remus - you can’t think like that. we’ve been together for five years now. i’ve loved you since i was thirteen. you can’t honestly tell me you want to throw that away. remus - i love you with everything i am. please don’t do this. ” she didn’t understand where this was coming from. what changed between now and when they had been cuddling on the sofa - not even ten minutes previous?
gobletofmuses: BILL
Laughing softly at the look on his wife’s face, Bill held on tightly to the over-excited toddler on his shoulders. He laced his fingers with Lily’s, heart warming at the quick press of her lips and in turn, he gave her a mysterious smile, intent on keeping the details of the “dragon sighting” for as long as he possibly could. ❛ A dragon, indeed, my love. ❜
Before he could even step through the threshold of the cottage, Flora had coaxed her way into his arms, exhilaration clear in the animated way she flung her arms as she described the “dragon”. ❛ Gold! Mummy, it was gold! Gideon do you wanna see the dragon?! ❜ Another laugh fell from his mouth, and he let the little girl squirm from his hold until her feet met the sand and she was running ahead of them, peals of laughter filling their sanctuary like a bright light.
❛ Flora! Not too far! ❜ A twinge of worry kept his senses sharp, head turning to smile at Gideon before he collected the little boy at her hip — his arms had been outstretched, expression twisted with thwarted curiosity. ❛ C’mon, Gid, daddy and Flora can show you Uncle Charlie’s dragon. ❜
No sooner had he said the words, then a fit of giggles erupted from the small redheaded girl bounding down the beach. Out of the sand, a dragon — or rather, something that looked like a dragon — had popped up, the dog-sized figure twirling around Flora, leaving a trail of glittering sand in its wake. The morning sunlight gilded its back, and even from a distance Bill could see where the magic melded together, and everytime the dragon dipped in and out of the sand, it came back a little clearer, a little more whole.
Gideon, however, retreated into his arms, his little fingers curling into his shirt, a whimper lost in his sister’s laughter. ❛ Daddy … ❜
❛ Oh, it’s alright, love. ❜ Bill bent his knees, perching the toddler on his thigh, words spoken softly to the frightened boy. ❛ It just wants to play. Isn’t that right, mummy? ❜ He held his son steady, curling him against his chest, eyes flickering up to his wife’s, a warm smile on his lips.
watching her husband with their children always caused her heart to swell with adoration. they were the absolute best things in her life and she thanked merlin every single day that they were hers. green eyes took them all in after she had set gideon down and they had all set across the sand. watching as her daughter spun, trying to catch sight of the dragon once again.
at the apprehensive look on her sons face, lily once again closed the distance between her and her husband, taking her frightened sons face in her hands. thumbs caressing the skin of his cheeks, she leaned down to press her lips against the boys forehead before looking up into his fathers eyes. “ your father is right baby. the dragon just wants to play. go see if you can find him and let me know when you do. daddy will be with you the entire time. ”
as gideons eyes lit up at his mothers assurance, he scrambled from his fathers arms and set off after his sister, leaving lily and bill to follow along closely behind. reaching out to intertwine their fingers, lily let a contented sigh pass her lips as she watched her children laugh run around in the sand. this was her happy place. “ so, are you going to tell me how this dragon came to be? ” the words were quiet so only bill would be able to hear them. it was quite impressive, if she were honest. beautiful and graceful as it dipped in and out of the sand. “ its very impressive. ”
@lovelylilyevcns sent an owl : [ RITUAL ] for our muses plans to have been ruined by a storm so they stay inside and have sex instead. - for bill
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gobletofmuses:
@lovelylilyevcns sent an owl : “ go fuck yourself. ” - de!lily to remus
❛ Now why would I do that when I know you’re be perfectly capable of doing it yourself. ❜ Tone taking on a challenging drawl, Remus quirked an eyebrow at his wife, failing to hide a smirk from curving sharply over his lips. Anger wasn’t a foreign concept to Lily’s temperament, and he was more than happy to oblige it whenever it surfaced. It set her green eyes ablaze and sent a thrill over his nerves — to know she hid such savagery beneath an innocent face was his little secret and he liked to keep it all to his own.
Rising from his lax position upon his chair, Remus paced towards her until he was only a foot away, hands tucked casually into his pockets. As if her tirade was a common occurrence that he’d grown fond of anyways. ❛ You always have such an eloquence with words, darling. ❜
tongue clucked in her mouth, the sharp sound following the words she had just spat venomously toward him. his insistence on doing things he knew would piss her off was becoming tiresome - or at least, that was how she was making it seem. this time - he had been on a suicide mission with yaxley and severus, of all people. trying to gain information about what exactly the order had uncovered about the dark lord. it was frustrating to her, to know what he would rather have those two at his side than her. for her safety he had assured her. meanwhile, she had been forced to stay at the manor with bellatrix wormtail. pathetic.
raising her right leg to cross over her left, causing the dress she wore to fall open at the slit - exposing the creamy flesh of her thigh, lily settled back in the chair upon which she sat. fixing him with an icy stare, her eyes didn’t move as she reached for the wine glass on the table next to her, a sneer of her own gracing her lips. “ oh believe me, dear, you will be doing it yourself for the forseeable future. seeing as how you can try to accomplish other tasks without my aid, just add this one to the list. ” raising the glass to burgundy painted lips, she took a heavy swallow of the dark liquid and set the glass back down, tongue swiping across those lips to collect the remnants. “ isn’t that why you married me? for my vocabulary? ”
𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲𝐞𝐯𝐜𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲.
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@lovelylilyevcns sent an owl : [ PULL ] for the shorter muse to tug the taller one down by the collar to kiss them. - remus
It happened in the middle of the courtyard, in bright daylight — an amalgam of their friends watching them on with varied reactions. Remus should’ve known something was off when he’d seen Sirius and James whispering to each other like a pair of gossiping hens.
But he remained oblivious. Right up until Lily sighed — he could swear there was frustration in that sigh — and reached for his collar, dragging him down to her mouth. Remus allowed only a moment of shock to paralyze him. Only a moment. And then he was kissing her back, one arm curled around her lower back pulling her flush against him, his hand slipping into her red hair and his enthusiasm so much he was almost dipping her.
A wayward woop and a cry of “finally!” broke him out of his reverie, lips reluctantly leaving hers as the laughter and clapping of their group of friends garnered his confused attention. A sheepish smile grew on his mouth, wide eyes finding hers. ❛ How long have you been wanting to do that? ❜
the mere idea had lilys heart pounding as the watched the group goofing off for their admirers. she had spoken to james and sirius earlier that week - wanting to make sure remus felt the same about her that she felt for him. when they had informed her that he’d not been able to shut up about her behind closed doors - she had decided. it had made the choice all the much easier.
when she had sidled up to the quartet, she’d absently began to chat with remus, her tone flirtatious as they spoke. upon getting no reaction when her hand had been placed against his chest, a sigh passed her lips and a beat skipped between them before her other hand gripped his shirt and her lips were on his.
the cries and cheers of their peers had lilys lips spreading into a smile. clearly, they had all seen what he had been oblivious to. at least someone had known. when they broke apart, her chest heaved and a hand came up to press against his chest, thumb drifting over his cheekbone. a laugh passed her lips as his question and she shook her head, unable to comprehend how someone so smart could be so incredibly thick. “ pretty much since the day i met you, remus. you’ve been the only boy i think about. the only thing i think about. ”
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@lovelylilyevcns sent an owl : [ GENTLE ] for the smaller muse to hug the taller one while they are seated so the taller one can hide their face against them. (remus)
Remus pressed his face into Lily’s stomach, arms wrapping around her waist, holding her close against him, as his tears dampened her shirt. There was no need for words, no need for anything outside the comfort of her.
Two months ago, he’d broken both their hearts when he walked away from her, convinced that he was doing the right thing — to make sure his illness would not stain her life in any way possible. And he trudged miserably through those two months until the day James Potter died.
It wasn’t until then that he realized true devastation — living in a world without Lily Evans — was a possibility just around the corner. And like a magnet he gravitated right back to her.
The night after James’ funeral, Remus had been sitting in the quiet emptiness of the Potters’ kitchen, mourning the memories he’d created there, when he pressed himself into the warmth of her embrace and sobbed against her.
And it was all he needed to not feel like the loneliest man alive.
lily had felt numb for about eight weeks, four days and sixteen hours. going on seventeen now. there was a muggle saying that bad things came in threes - but she honestly didn’t think she could handle anything bad happening again. when remus had left her, she had felt as though her life was over. she had felt desperately lost and a sadness had washed over her that had been the worst of her life. she had lost her soulmate. the person she was meant to be with. and then james died.
while yes, she had thought james to be a complete prat in school, he had since become one of lilys dearest friends. hearing that he had passed while working on a mission for the order - it left her devastated. she could only imagine the way it had affected remus - and sirius, assuming that he knew. he was still missing.
she hadn’t known whether she should seek remus out or not, but upon she knew where he would have been. so when she showed up the the now empty potter residence, she wasn’t surprised at all to see him. no words were exchanged between the two of them. instead, she let him weep into her, a hand running gently through his hair the entire time. on occasion, a small hush or affirmation would fall from her lips, but other than that, they remained quiet. she couldn’t take it. seeing him like this. seeing him so utterly broken. it broke her heart.
after a while, she lowered herself into a crouch, taking his face in her hands and gently stroking his cheeks with her thumbs. tears had been silently falling from her own eyes as she had held him, and they still fell - the devestation on his face spurring them. “ remus, i’m so sorry, my love. ”