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lily luna potter - 19 - she/her - auror in training - former gryffindor - you've probably heard of my parents, yeah? well i'm their daughter

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ethanwoodx :

With ease, Ethan threw back his shot, allowing it’s contents to burn feverishly down his esophagus and into the depths of abdomen. Despite his already knackered state, the clear liquid only increased his hunger for more and the longing to forget. Alfie’s death. Vegas’s attack. Julian’s hospital room. That heartbreaking look on Charlotte’s face. He turned to face Lily and her spotless glass. Perhaps he wasn’t the only one yearning for a distraction…

“Impressive.” the chaser quipped before cocking his head to the side at the mention of whiskey. Ethan’s naturally smug expression began to return to him as the next round was being prepared. “But I reckon even if you’re right about the whiskey, we can still do a hell of a lot better. What do you say we make this interesting?”

With devilish grin, he peered over towards Lily then back towards the bartender beckoning for another two shots each. His tone was confident, not condescending, and he waited eagerly for the rest of the shots to join them. “First to down them all wins. Loser buys next, yeah?” 

As the next round of drinks was poured, Lily kept the corner of her eye trained on Ethan. Was this really the best thing for either of them at the moment? She may not have been the most emotionally attuned person in the world, as her mother was always quick to remind her by a roll of her eyes, but she could see when someone was hurting. Experience makes a person see things like that easier. Yet she couldn’t ignore the slightly numbing effect the alcohol had on her system and her mind. Thoughts of her father, of training, and of the state of her world could wait a little while longer.

“You say that like you actually had a little doubt in me,” Lily shot back with a grin. There it was, an expression that was slowly drifting away from the introspective pain he had been wearing a few moments ago. It suited him much better. Hearing his proposition, Lily rested her arms on the bar, curious. “Alright, give me your best shot, Wood. That’ll make it all the sweeter when you lose.”

The row of shots was lined up in front of them, and Lily shot a wink to the bartender as he did so, earning a chuckle in return. It paid off to make friends in alcohol-bearing places. “You’ve got yourself a deal,” Lily stuck out her hand to shake, a confident glint in her eye. He had no idea who he was up against, and she thrived on it. Maybe she’d have some real competition for once. “Ready... set... go.”

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dommi-weasley :

“They have to listen to you!” Dominique protested, suddenly worried she wasn’t going to get her way and the aurors were going to ignore Lily too. “Even after what happened with your dad they’ll listen to you - you’re his daughter! You can get anything you want because of that!” She was very insistent reaching out to take Lily’s hand, practically begging her.

“It’s not that I don’t remember,” she said bitterly letting go of Lily’s hand and slumping back into the bed dramatically, “I just don’t want to talk about it. It’s exhausting. They want me to give them every detail and I just can’t.” 

She was close to tears again - she always seemed to be close to tears nowadays. “Just promise you’ll do everything you can to make them go away.”

Lily couldn’t help but smile at Dominique’s outburst. The optimism her cousin had always spread was infectious, but Lily had always been too much of a realist to let it cloud her judgement. But Dominique was always so good at assuming the best of people; Lily wished she could be like that sometimes. “You’d be surprised with just how little the Potter name means to people right now,” she sighed. It was also true that Lily was reluctant to ever break out the Potter name as a reason for being given anything. “But I promise you I’ll do as much as I can. Promise.”

She watched her cousin slump back onto the bed with concern. “Like I said, don’t push yourself. If you can remember and aren’t ready to talk about it, then it’s up to you. I just want to make sure you’re alright. It was awful knowing you weren’t.”

Seeing her cousin’s reaction, Lily reached out to grab her hand. “Hey, have I ever broken a promise before?”

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jjames-potter :

“He does, I promise. But he also knows better than anyone just how dangerous your job can be and neither of them are ever going to see us as adults. I think it’s because they had to grow up so quickly, they’re trying to keep us young forever. I mean, Mum owled me a package with my old stuffed bear last week.” Mr. Fluffy was now sat perched on his bed, but that was completely irrelevant here. 

“I just don’t get why. I’m worried about him.” James sighed softly. “Of course, honestly I’m not thrilled seeing you like this either, makes me want to go find whoever this is and murder them, even if they can probably kick my ass.” He nodded. “Yeah, always does but it feels like I’ve been living there recently.”

Lily ran her hand through her hair in frustration. She knew her father meant well, and she knew James did too, but it was difficult, knowing that they would always see her as the little girl they had to protect. It was her job to protect others now, and to protect herself. “One day they’ll have to do it though.” She laughed. “Mr. Fluffy! I remember you were so beyond attached to him when we were little! Merlin, glad mum never sends me any of my old things, they were so embarrassing.” Lily’s mind flickered to the stuffed pig that had been her companion throughout childhood and hoped her mother wouldn’t go looking in the back of her closet.

“Me too,” Lily admitted, “it’s hard to see him at his worst. He never let us see him like that when we were little. And you’re right, they would definitely kick your ass, but it would be entertaining. That settles it. We’re getting you out of this work slump now. Got some free time on your hands?”

[alchemicalpotter]

The Siblings Potter - Lily & Albus

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alchemicalpotter :

“I’m sure I could think of something,” Al drawled, flashing his sister a cheeky grin.  He made a little sound of understanding.  Lily’s professional life and friendships were wrapped up in the magical world.  He was lucky with his little step out of their walled magical garden through classes and Oxfrod.  He could escape into the masses, be just another student for an hour of three.  “I’m sorry Lils.  That’s not fair at all that you can’t just…be some nights,” he whispered.  A slow sip of butterbeer turned into a hacking cough and a glare.  Some things a brother didn’t need to know about his little sister.  

“Well this seems a bloody wasted opportunity,” he replied with a laugh.  “Rough thing that.  I think I just need someone who puts up with my moods and capricious attitude towards…eh…most things?” Physicality be damned, he had to find a personality that didn’t want to make him dump a potion over their head first.  “Merlin, no.  Do you remember the last time?  He was so fucking besotted with the family name, I think he just wanted to shag Dad.” He shuddered.  Rough time at the pub with that one.  He nodded along as they wandered from men to spells, a grin crossing his features.  Shield charms, he could do.  “Right, so the thing about that is to remember they’re charms ya?  So like with Grandma Molly always says about her cleaning charms, you have to have the intent there.” He clicked his tongue.  “Is it just the switching to defensive that has you stumped?  Can you cast countercurses on the fly mid duel?”

Lily clucked her tongue at her brother in mock annoyance. “You could not,” she teased, but nonetheless looked around her apartment. It wasn’t that Lily lived uncomfortably, between both of her parents she only needed to ask and she would receive enough money to make her flat the home of her dreams. But it was that she didn’t find the need to live in luxury, nor to put her parents to work to take care of her. Whatever she earned or didn’t earn it was up to her to do so. And living with the bare essentials had always suited her; she’d never been the type to dress things up when something basic could do wonders. Al’s keen eye could definitely find something to give her grief over. “It’s not your fault,” she waved off his apology, “it’s just the nature of the life I stupidly gave myself. Imagine how much easier it would be if I’d decided to work at Honeyduke’s. You’d get all the free sweets you’d want.” She shot her brother a wink, “love you, Al.”

Lily molded her hand into her fist and rested her chin upon it, listening to her brother with a smile. Why no man had snatched up her older brother yet was beyond her. Maybe Al was picky, but Lily was sure no man could live up to what she envisioned for her brother. “Putting up with your moods? You’re looking to date a saint then, huh?” She laughed. “But really, we’ll find you one soon enough. Someone who’s actually good enough for you and not just for a shag and run. Let’s see...” Lily wracked her brains for a moment to think, then let out another laugh. “Is it bad if I say I don’t have anything in mind? I’ve never really thought about dating anyone past a night or two. Merlin that’s sad, isn’t it? What’s sadder is that I bet he did want to shag dad. He’d have to get through mum first.” Lily groaned. “Countercurses aren’t the problem, those are simple. It’s when there’s not a great enough counter curse that works with what your opponent throws your way and all you can do is try and shield yourself from the worst of it. Something about that just makes me freeze and it’s awful.”

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ethanwoodx :

“I better keep up? Knackered or not, I reckon could still drink ya under the table.” Ethan laughed, completely confident in his abilities. No matter his state of mind, one thing was for certain, Ethan took to every competition, whether it be battling for the quaffle or a silly bar challenge, the same way: from the perspective of a seasoned professional chaser and a down right arrogant asshole. This seemed hardly any different.

With that, he followed Lily’s lead and stood up from the park bench, allowing the crisp winter air to fill his already tainted lungs before jogging after her in. With a taste of his second wind accompanying him, it didn’t take long for Ethan to catch up. He eyed the pub and then Lily, raising a challenging brow her way. “Yeah, yeah. We’ll see about that.”

Ethan made his way through the doorway and waste no time, marching straight up to the bar to order them a round of shots. Her late arrival to his little pity party of one did mean one thing: that there was catching up to do and they’d have to get started straight away. Muggle tequila always seemed to do the trick.

“Cheers.” he declared, hungry to wrap his fingers around the miniature glass once they arrived. He hoist it high up to ceiling. “Let’s see watch you got, Potter.”

“You say that now, but you’ll be saying something different when I can handle my liquor better than you.” She walked alongside him to the bar, throwing a wink at the familiar bartender and gaining a grin in return. She didn’t frequent the bar too often for concern, but she’d learned early on in adulthood that a little flirting and conversation could make you friends in good places. Mainly, getting the good booze for cheap. Besides, he was a good conversationalist, and she liked the anonymity that the muggle bars gave her.

Taking the shot that Ethan offered her, she smiled. “You’re going to eat your words, Wood.” Raising her shot in a toast in return, Lily easily drank down the liquid, feeling the familiar burn as the tequila hit her throat. She placed the glass back on the bar and turned towards her companion. “Not a bad choice, but we can do better. I think I remember us talking about whiskey, yeah?”

The bartender heard her words and worked to pull together two glasses of whiskey. After the drinks were handed to them, she glanced at Ethan. “Round two. My choice.”

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dommi-weasley‌:

Dominique was glad Lily agreed with her. She had been worried that Lily, like some of the older members of her family would just tell her that the aurors wanted to help, that the needed to ask questions to catch the person who did this to her, that they needed all the details she could give. Dom was tired of that though. She was tired of being told she had to relive the experience. 

“You’d talk to them for me?” She asked hopefully. If Lily could get them to back off her problems would be solved. “That would be so helpful. I just need them off my back for a while, I can’t keep answering their questions and having to remember that horrible dark room,” she shuddered. “I don’t have anything useful for them anyway.”

That was a lie. If she tried she could probably provide small clues to the aurors about the room and the people who had done this. Sounds or smells or things she had seen that seemed insignificant at the time. She knew that’s what the aurors wanted.

Lily nodded, deciding to move in to sit closer to her cousin on the bed. Even though Dominique was a few years older than her, the blonde’s sweet personality had always made Lily protective of her. The Weasley Potter clan were notoriously loud and bold, so having the softer Dominique around gave someone for Lily to shield.

“Course I would. I’ll warn you though, there’s a pretty big chance they’ll ignore everything I tell them,” she said with a little chuckle. “Between me still being in training and after dad’s moment of insanity the other day I doubt I have much clout in the offices right now. But I’ll tell them their questions aren’t helping anything.”

Her concern flared. “Don’t push yourself too hard, Dom. You’ve been through hell, and it’s not your job to have to force yourself to remember things you don’t. Okay?”

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jjames-potter :

James shook his head, looking over at her and sighed. “He trusts you Lils, he just… worries. He does it with everyone, but you didn’t exactly choose the safest career path and he knows that better than anyone. I worry too.” He heard his phone ding from inside his pocket and looked at the screen before putting it back in his pocket without even unlocking it. “Dad says hi.”

“That’s what he does, he worries about everyone but himself. Honestly I’m surprised he didn’t lose it sooner.”  He looked at her face again narrowing his eyes slightly. “You sure? I have something for the bruises if you want, just be careful.” He shrugged. “Just got off work. Decided to take the long way home.”

She bit her lip and glanced at her brother in doubt. “He’s got a funny way of showing it, then. At least mum’s open about her not liking what I’m doing. It would be so much easier if both of them would get that none of us are kids any more.” Lily rolled her eyes at the sound of the text, but couldn’t help being slightly grateful that her dad looked out for her. Only slightly. “Of course he does,” she sighed.

“It just blows that he lost it like this. Do you reckon he’ll be alright?” Turning to face James again, she nodded. “That would be brilliant if you could fix me up before mum or dad sees. Can you imagine what they’d do if they saw me like this after work? I’d never make it back in. Work’s been keeping you busy, then?”

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dommi-weasley :

Dominique wasn’t sure how to answer Lily’s question. She wasn’t sure she even wanted to. She’d much rather complain about the aurors or the boredom of being stuck in her room all day that actually talk about how she was feeling. Everything was so fresh and she was still trying to settle in.

“I’m so annoyed at those aurors Lils, they’re so pushy! And they’re asking so many questions and they’re so rude!” She huffed before quickly adding, “no offence. I’m sure you’re not like that at work - they’re treating me as if I’ve done something wrong and all I want to do is relax for a while. I need time to recover!”

Lily couldn’t help but smile at her cousin’s tone and phrasing. She hadn’t realized just how much she’d missed hearing her cousin confide in her. Normally she was the one who did most of the talking in conversations- dominating relationships was something that she had always had the instinct to do. How else was she supposed to make herself known in a world that knew all of the older family above her? But with Dominique, it was easy to sit back and simply listen.

“No offense taken, I get it. No-one becomes an Auror if they aren’t at least a little bit pushy,” she joked as she pointed to herself. “But I promise I won’t treat you like that and if I ever start to you have full permission to bat-bogey hex me to get me to stop. I’m sorry they’re treating you badly. Want me to tell them all to bugger off? Don’t know how much it’ll help but it could be worth a shot.”

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jjames-potter :

James felt like he had been living in his favorite hoodie recently; the faded yellow fabric gave him an odd sense of nostalgia from his school days while the hood was large enough to feel like his identity could be hidden from passersby if he walked quickly enough through the crowded streets of London. It had been a long day and all he wanted to do was get home and hide in his flat until he had to go back to work and deal with people’s opinions all over again. 

But over the years it had become like second nature to double take whenever a flash of red hair passed him and seeing his sister sat by herself across the street made him stop in his tracks, quickly turning to walk over and join her. “He didn’t, although I’ll be sure to pass along the message.” James sighed, staring at the bruise on her face. “He doesn’t need the added stress, not gonna stop me from bugging you about it though. Training get a little too intense?”

Seeing her oldest brother appear next to her, Lily smiled and shot a text to her father that James was with her before sliding the phone back into her pocket. Her dad wouldn’t be so worried about her if James was around. After all, James had always been the one to watch out for her whenever mum or dad weren’t able to do so. It seemed that he had never grown out of that habit of his, which both irritated and pleased Lily in contradicting ways. “Thanks, maybe he’d listen to it if it came from you,” she sighed. “He doesn’t trust me enough to handle things on my own.”

She shook her head in agreement. “Especially not right now. I don’t know why he’s worrying about me when there’s all this shit to sort through.” Turning to face her brother, she offered a smile. “Nothing I couldn’t handle. Just got a bit more banged up today, that’s all. Tomorrow will be better.” She didn’t mention that the training had only been getting harder, but it didn’t seem to be important. “What about you? What brought you over to this part of London?”

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ethanwoodx :

Ethan folded his arms tight across his chest, shrugging in feigned disappointed. “Oi, c’mon. Of course. This is Ethan Wood you’re talking to remember?” he shot right back, rolling his eyes teasingly. Despite all the World Cup madness, the professional athlete liked to believe he was still that same tough guy from his Hogwarts days, the one with the bad boy reputation on and off the pitch who seemed to have the world at the tips of his chasing hands. Truth was: for better or for worse, the notorious party boy and ladies man wasn’t that same person anymore. 

If there was one thing that remained, however, it was that formidable Gryffindor pride that the chaser had too much of. It was that pride that kept him from admitting that World Cup had shaken him and left him broken and battered inside, and that he wasn’t that guy anymore, especially not in front of Lily Potter. Instead, Ethan stood up, ignoring those pesky repressed feelings. The whiskey that was already in his system was certainly good for that as well. 

He nodded in the direction Lily pointed, signature smirk growing once more. Her words sounded like a challenge to him, and Ethan Wood never passed up a challenge. “By all means, Potter,” he paused, “lead the way.”

She raised her hands in self defense with a grin. “Yeah yeah, alright Ethan Wood. It’s funny how people think putting their first and last names together somehow makes them more intimidating or powerful,” she teased. But she had meant it. He had always struck her as the type who was never afraid of anything. Which was why seeing him in a state so unlike what she remembered had shook her so much. Even if his reply to her had an air of fake confidence about it, she was happy to see a slight glimmer of the old Ethan hidden inside it.

A smirk of her own surfaced in response to his and she stood from the bench, stretching out her back as she did so. “Alright. But you’d better keep up. I don’t care how much you’ve had to drink already today, if you fall over it’s on you to pick yourself back up, yeah?” With another smirk, she tossed her red hair over her shoulder and began to walk down towards her preferred pub. Shuffling between the muggles walking the opposite direction, she determinedly kept her gaze forward. Now it was a challenge.

Finally reaching the door to the pub, she leaned against the wall until Ethan caught up to her. “Looks like you made it. Ready to agree that this place is much better than where you’ve been?” 

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chefrosiew :

“Booooo, who’s your teacher? They need to be fired. And you better! I don’t want to see you this beat up again unless the other person looks ten times worst. Crazy times calls for not only good dueling skills but a good upper cut too.” She demonstrated by punching the air in front of her, not really caring how silly she looked. Rose was horrible at dueling and if there was ever a fight that she happened to be in, she mostly depended on her fist verses her wand. If she ever needed some protecting, thankfully there were talented folks like her cousin who could protect her. “Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen Uncle Harry get mad.” she thought for a moment. She couldn’t imagine THE Harry Potter getting mad. He always seemed so level headed when compared to her Aunt Ginny. Yet she didn’t live with him like James, Albus, and Lily did. 

It was weird to openly talk about their family without witches and wizards trying to catch every word. Muggle London, with all of its craziness, was a very relaxed environment. The two famous cousins could talk freely without looking over their shoulder. To those who passed by them, all they saw was a young woman with red hair who looked slightly roughed up chatting with a young woman with brown hair and red and pink highlights. It felt nice for once. No whispering, no snide remarks, no stares. Rose almost wished her life was always like this. The mention of home made Rose sigh. What could she tell her little cousin? That her parents were fighting again? That they were thinking about getting a divorce? “If you are talking about the Burrow, all is well. I’m trying to convince Granny to let me help with Easter this year since it’s hard for her to stand for long periods of time. If you are talking about the Granger-Weasley household? Mom is of course stressing out about the election and created a six month plan over the holidays and dad is being…well…dad. So nothing new on that part. What’s that old muggle song? Thank U, Next!”

Lily shouldn’t help the entertained laugh that escaped her lips at her cousin’s comments. How was it that Rose had always been able to cheer her up without so much as a sign of effort? It was a skill that Lily had always been jealous of, and one that she had tried to emulate with her own friends. Somehow she didn’t think she could ever do it truly justice like her cousin did. “He can’t be fired, he’s the best trainer we’ve got,” she replied, purposefully leaving out the trainer’s name in case it reached the rest of the Potter-Weasley clan. And once one Potter-Weasley knew something, they all did. “I promise, the next duel I’m in I won’t let you see my bruises unless I give my opponent more. Does that work?” She let her eyes widen. “Rose he gets scary. Not loud scary, but worse. The sort of quiet scary where you know he’s more disappointed than anything. At least mum lets it all out, but he’s usually so calm and collected. At least he is with James, Al and me.”

Lily listened as Rose responded to her question, nodding along silently as her cousin talked. It hadn’t been much of a shock to the family with the troubles that plagued the Granger-Weasley home. The troubles seemed to always follow the family, but it never made enduring them any easier. Instead, Lily remembered the nights at the Burrow with her grandparents and their doting and spoiling nature. “If you need any help convincing her just let me know. Two granddaughters together? She couldn’t say no.” The mention of the election brought Lily out of her reverie and back to reality. How her family had ended up on such opposite ends of a single spectrum truly baffled her. It wasn’t a simple family disagreement anymore, it was public, and fully in the eyes of the rest of their world. “I haven’t heard that one, I’ll have to look it up,” she managed, knowing that al would probably know the song if she couldn’t find it.

[alchemicalpotter]

The Siblings Potter - Lily & Albus

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alchemicalpotter‌:

“Oh but dear sister, how ever would I hold it over your head every time I came over if you had a respectable bar?” Al quipped, eyes bright with the banter.  His wasn’t much better, to be fair.  Though he had one very nice bottle of Islay single malt hidden in his closet for introspective nights.  He grinned brightly, quite pleased with himself at setting Lily off in such a manner.  It was always wonderful to see her lighter and more carefree than she was these days.  Adulting did terrible things to the brain and the sense of humor.  He scowled.  “Call me Sev and I’ll find a way to hex the lot of your underthings into knots,” he replied.  His first name was rough enough, but could shorten to something passable.  His middle name was as fragrant as the man it hailed from.  

“I mean…have we ever had the chat about what we fancy in a bloke?” he asked after a moment.  He snickered, shrugging lightly.  James might be the bright and shining Potter and have the gift of gab, but Al had never had a problem finding a companion since leaving Hogwarts.  He closed an eye against the ruffling, swatting feebly at his sister’s hand.  “Well there is that point.  And it’s a good thing I stopped with all that oil.  Need a better shampoo I think,” he mused.  He poked at her arm.  “Stop pacing.  Flop here and tell me what spells you’re having the issue with.  I’m shite at hexes and curses, but I’m alright at charms and counter curses.” He shrugged.  “Merlin knows.  Their curriculum is five centuries out of date.  Is the DADA job still jinxed do you think?”  

“You’d have to find something else to hold over me, my bar would be so great that no one would be able to tell me anything different.” She smiled at her brother fondly and nudged his shoulder. “Besides, then maybe I could get people over here more often anyways. With everything that’s been going on it’s been hard to just relax like this, you know?” Remembering the world outside of her flat, Lily glanced to the window. Did the muggles that lived around her have things as complicated going on in their lives as she did in hers? She knew enough about her muggle neighbors in passing, but it was so strange to remember her world was completely separate from their own. Still, nights like this with her brother made everything feel normal- like there wasn’t a new dark cloud hanging over her family’s head. “Silly Sev, that implies I have any to be twisted into knots,” she stuck her tongue out at her brother with a laugh.

“We haven’t, have we?” Her jaw fell open at the realization. “How come we’ve never talked about this? Let’s fix it. Tell me your ideal man.” She placed her head onto her hands and batted her eyelashes at him. “I’ll play matchmaker. You just have to help me find someone next time I take you clubbing, yeah?” Rolling her eyes as he poked her arm, she conceded. “Don’t laugh, but any sort of shield spell. I can do it when there’s not pressure of an attack but the minute I have to think defensive instead of offensive it’s like my brain shuts down. Bloody useless in the field if I can’t even defend myself against a stunning spell,” Lily grumbled. “If it isn’t then they’d better get on it and update the books at least. I swear some of them were probably written by Merlin, they’re that outdated.”

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roxannexxolivia :

“Call it a woman’s intuition, yeah? At least that’s what mum always said when da and Freddie were up to trouble.” Roxanne may have inherited many of the Weasleys’ temperaments and quirks, but she was glad to say she was truly starting to grow in to her mother’s awareness of others and their needs. If only she could find that balance between giving too much and giving too little of herself… not that she had much time having given nearly all of her time to the department as of late. “Besides, the training may be a little different but I know the kind of hell this department puts their trainees through. Hell – sometimes I think it’d almost be worth it to be a trainee still, with all the paperwork they’ve been piling on us lately.”

Roxanne gave an amused snort. Defensive spells weren’t her worst, but Merlin forbid she ever choose to actually use one. “I think it just makes you look tough, aye? You learn what you’re capable of handling and get to intimidate everyone with your battle scars. It’s a win-win, really.”

Lily laughed, picturing her aunt saying those words and knowing precisely what she would look like as they left her mouth. “That sounds about right. I don’t think my mum would ever use that phrase though. She’d just call the boys arses and call it a day. She’d be right about it too.” Lily shook her head as her cousin continued. “You can trade places with me if you’d like. I know everyone has to go through the whole training process but I’d rather just learn when I’m out there actually doing something. Getting hexed every day doesn’t feel like it’s preparing me. I’d honestly take some of your paperwork instead. Unless... how bad is it?”

Raising an eyebrow, Lily posed and looked at her cousin. “Tough? I’ll take it. Maybe just let it sit for a day or two. I reckon it’d scare off any annoying blokes who want to talk to me. That’s always a plus. I think you could pull it off too, but maybe you wouldn’t want to get it the same way.”

[julian--wood]

[ Lily | Julian ]: Impeccable

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julian--wood :

“So at least you’re not the kind of Auror who plays by her own rules,” Julian noted, even if it was pretty early to call with Lily. He knew a few others in the Department of Law Enforcement who were… much more liberal with the kind of power their job afforded them. There were definitely several that didn’t really deserve to be there.

“I can take care of it, give me a moment…” He exhaled as he brandished his wand, and tapped the paperwork with a little flick. It fluttered out of his hands for a moment, folded itself into a paper plane, then glided into his office by sliding underneath the crack in the door.

“Anyway, that’s – that’s great. You know, about the training.” But Julian wanted to ask more; would she know about whether these fucking Aurors would be here still? “Has it been a few years?” Was he really not remembering how long since he had her as a student? She had been pretty good at his class, from what he remembered.

“You certainly deserve to work towards being an Auror –” That last statement he actually meant; Julian had learned the art of being polite, but at least he was sure Lily had it in her to actually succeed. “—and not just because of your father.”

Lily shrugged once again in response. “I mean, I do what I’m supposed to do. Can’t imagine what would happen if it got out a Potter was disobeying orders right about now.” She grimaced, thinking of the backlash that would lace the Prophet for days if a story like that came to light. “But luckily most of the people telling me what to do have their heads on straight.”

She watched as the papers transfigured in her arms and floated down the hallway, zooming past the heads of students. Her eyes followed them until they disappeared inside their designated door. “Thanks.”

Offering a small smile, she nodded. “And thanks again. It feels nice, doing something I’m good at that helps people. Or will help people once I finally finish the program.” Thinking for a moment, she nodded once more. “Almost two years, now. Feels weird, right? Honestly sometimes I feel like I’ve never actually left this place.”

Biting her lip as a response bubbled from her throat, she remembered what her father and mentors had been telling her: guard emotions that might lead you places you don’t want to be. “You’re right. I don’t need to be a Potter to get where I’ve gotten,” she finally responded, glad she hadn’t let her temper get the best of her. She had heard far too many whispers within the other trainees about how she had only made it by her father’s name. She knew Julian was well meaning, but it was hard to let those fears of being held only by her dad’s standard take a hold of her.

[paulwelsey]

#i want to thank not only god but jesus for this female character

Got to love Shakespeare