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Lily Evans | 19 | Assistant Producer for the WWN. “I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.”

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mckinnonmarlene·:

“I don’t even know what that word means,” Marlene said offhandedly, making a mental note to look it up later, though that note would certainly be forgotten within a matter of seconds. “Was it, like, the official sort of ask with a ring?” she asked, nosily craning her neck around to see if she could glimpse anything of Lily’s fingers. “Or, like, hey we’re both on the same page that it’s happening one day sort of asking?”

Lily wrinkled her nose, replaying the proposal in her mind. “A bit of both, really. No ring, no down on one knee. But he asked me. We were talking, he was cross about the crumbs in the bed, and then he asked me.”

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longbottomalice·:

Alice gasped audibly, immediately followed with a giddy giggle. “You’re kidding. You’re not kidding, no, but you’re kidding!” She grabbed Lily’s hands and shook them up and down excitedly.

“This is amazing news. The best news. Do we need a stronger drink to celebrate with?”

Lily laughed. “You’re right, I’m not kidding. That would be a terrible joke.” She pulled her hands out of Alice’s, pointing at her drink once they were free. “These would taste amazing with vodka, don’t you think?”

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gcprewett·:

“Way ahead of you,” he replied with a wink. 

“I’ll see you on the other side, then? With the hat.”

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jammypotts·:

“You’re a hoarder. You’re like a dragon, except instead of gold, it’s a bunch of bloody socks.”

“Have you always been this fond of socks, or did I open your eyes to the possibilities?”

“I’ve always liked them, but yours are on their own level.”

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longbottomalice·:

Alice made sure to smile gently, as reassuring as she could be while maintaining her sincerity. She would never force Lily to talk; sometimes, all someone needed was to sit quietly in good company. Whichever it was that Lily needed, or even if it was something in between, Alice waited patiently, hoping she could provide whatever it was Lily needed.

“James and I are getting married,” Lily said decisively. Despite herself, despite the reason she had come, she smiled. She couldn’t help herself apparently, when she thought of her future with James.

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mckinnonmarlene·:

Marlene waited with baited breath, as if waiting for a second shoe to drop. But what second shoe would there be? Marriage in itself was a whole pair of shoes—big, clunky ones, with thick heels and silver toes, that made a deafening boomwhen they collided with the ground. Maybe said clunky boom had deafened her into shock. Maybe it was that the only time Marlene could remember a friend of hers getting married was Frank, and that she couldn’t remember what she had said to him when he had gotten engaged. Admittedly, Frank’s marriage had felt like a distant fairy tale—two people outside of Hogwarts getting on with very adult lives that seemed big and far off in every aspect while she had been busy studying and sneaking into the kitchens. Marlene had been out of Hogwarts for a while now, though, and no aspect of adulthood had felt as big and bountiful as it had seemed from the inside. Truth be told, neither did this. The conversation felt no different than scratching on Hogsmeade plans in the margins of their notes during a Charms lesson.

At any rate, Marlene felt she was short changing Lily with her reaction, but she truthfully could not figure out why, or worse yet, how to fix it.

“I don’t know what to say.” Not because she was disappointed, or upset, or had to worry about hurting anyone’s feelings for once. Rather, it was the same hazy, sinking feeling she had gotten when she hadn’t studied properly for a test and had stared at the questions without an ounce of comprehension. What was a person supposed to say when someone got married? What did marriage even mean anyway? Why had no one ever taught her this? “What are you supposed to say when people get married? I don’t think I’ve ever been told.”

Lily smiled gently, fingers pulling a piece of her pastry off. “Congratulations might work,” she shrugged, putting the pastry into her mouth, “or commiserations, depending on your outlook.”

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mckinnonmarlene·:

“Oi, have faith,” Marlene grunted. “I wouldn’t lose you anything that evolution isn’t gonna take in a few years anyway.”

With a flick of her middle finger and her tongue stuck out cheekily between her lips, she spun on her heel and was gone, leaving Lily to follow.

Lily laughed at the deftness with which Marlene managed to flip her off and apparate at the same time, before turning around herself and following her friend into the ether.

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leonheartcd·:

Leon held up the two shakers left on his table, shaking each over the back of his hand to make sure. “Huh, would you look at that. Both salt! Sorry, I hadn’t noticed.” He gestured at the lone cup of black coffee he was nursing.

Lily reached out, trading her extra pepper for his extra salt. “Just glad I noticed before I put way too much pepper all over my food. Thanks.”

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leonheartcd·:

“Hm? I didn’t catch that, sorry.”

“I’ve got two peppers here, I said.” Lily held her extra pepper shaker out demonstrably. “Have you got a salt over there?”

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jammypotts·:

“It’s not even a sock crisis. It’s a person with a normal amount of socks getting thieved from constantly. I would have more socks if you didn’t lose them so bloody often.”

“Are you really going to make me fill an entire closet with socks?”

“I feel like you might be criticising me a bit, there.”

“Why stop at a closet? How about two closets, three, four? A whole room?”

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gcprewett·:

“How could I forget?”

“Can you see where I’m going with this?”

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longbottomalice·:

“I have a feeling I’m going to spend the rest of this visit trying to redeem myself,” Alice grinned. She pulled a glass pitcher from the fridge as she summoned a pair of glasses from the cabinet with her free hand. She slid the first towards Lily and leaned forward, an elbow on the counter and a palm beneath her chin as the charmed pitcher poured a second glass and put itself away. “Never mind the redemption. Now I think I might spend the visit prodding.” Something told her Lily had come round with a purpose, and if she wasn’t going to say what it was outright, Alice had no problem doing her best to extract it from the ginger. “You walked into my garden with purpose, and judging by the conversation thus far, I’m guessing it had nothing to do with my culinary experimentation.”

“Not all of it,” Lily promised, “I’m a very forgiving person.” That wasn’t actually true at all, but she wasn’t sure Alice would know that. “About half, maybe three quarters.” Lily pulled the drink Alice offered her towards her, but she didn’t lift it up, not yet. She peered into it thoughtfully; anyone observing might think she was studying its contents carefully - and with Alice’s history, that would be sensible - but in fact she was thinking hard, teeth worrying into her bottom lip. She looked up at Alice. “No, that’s not why I came, you’re right. It’s merely an added bonus.”

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hi friends!! just felt like its a point where i should give a heads up RE activity and such bc i keep thinking im gonna do replies and then i just dont so.

its been a deeply difficult and traumatic week because of some personal stuff that has unfortunately happened and ive got my exam coming up and am struggling a lot with constant upset, tears and yukky vertigo and just havent been in the mood to do replies. i keep thinking ill do them as a distraction and that might suddenly happen so this isnt so much a hiatus notice because maybe ill wanna do them tomorrow but i also might not want do to them tomorrow or until next week etc etc. ill just get to them when i feel up to it and i cant really say when that might be and i wanted to let you all know as i owe so many of you replies. xx 

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longbottomalice·:

“In the kitchen, of course, where all fancy inventions are.”

“Now I’m back to being afraid again,” Lily teased, but she followed Alice into the kitchen. 

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gcprewett·:

“Nah,” Gideon fibbed. “Only just want to make sure the test is clear, you know?”

Lily looked around for a moment, grinning triumphantly when her eyes fell on Flourish and Blotts. “You know those stupid hats the manager of Flourish and Blotts always wears?” she asked Gideon, hands held high above her head to indicate the ridiculously tall ones he was always to be found in.

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mckinnonmarlene·:

“I’m  gonna meet you there, because I just watched you trip over your own feet and now I’m nervous I’ll lose a finger in Norfolk and I like all my fingers. 

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mckinnonmarlene·:

Marlene inched her mouth closer to the orange, but the moment she got a whiff of the citrus, she automatically pulled her head back, overwhelmed. “Well now I’m nervous, ‘cause that was a terrible idea,” she gushed, squeezing the orange a little too tightly in her hand.

“I thought you had a reason for coming here?” It sounded harsh and brash, but that was so far from what Marlene had intended that she didn’t even realize it. Maybe it wasn’t the orange after all that had been overwhelming her all this time. “What were we talking about?”

“But you didn’t know it until you tried it,” Lily pointed out quite reasonably. 

“Delay tactics,” Lily said, before pausing. She took a bite of her pastry, her own form of delay tactics really, though she wasn’t sure why. She knew it was the right decision to marry James, hadn’t even had to think about it when he’d asked. She knew her friend would be supportive in her own Marlene way, whatever her personal views on it were. It was just so... big. Or it would be to others, even if it wasn’t for her. For her it felt as natural as getting into bed at the end of the day, or wrapping a towel around yourself after the shower, or eating at breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Just one of those normal, everyday things you did because that’s just how things are done. She swallowed her mouthful, wiped a hand across her mouth to clear from from crumbs, watched as they scattered across the sheets. She smiled as she thought about what James would say if this was their bed; they way he’d groan, roll his eyes maybe, tell her to look at all the crumbs everywhere. “James asked me to marry him.”