And What About James: Remus has been noticing Lily has started coming to Quidditch matches, saying "James" instead of Potter, and wearing her hair down in their shared classes. So one day during 6th year at the library, Remus devises a plan to get Lily to realize her feelings for James by asking a couple of leading questions. Rated T One-shot, completed
Angel Baby: Lily and James have been flirting the line between friendship and something more. There's not better place for a grand gesture than at karaoke night at the Three Broomsticks. Inspired by the song Angel Baby by Troy Sivan. Jilytober Prompt 8: Karaoke Rated T One-shot, completed
This Isn't What it Looks Like: Collection of drabbles for Jilytober 2021. Prompts include "This isn't what it looks like," Jily in the Rain, Being Competitive, "Your friends giggle too much", One or both falling in love, Training Duels
after getting into regency romance over the holidays, I outlined a jily fic in my notes but didn’t use any names just in case someone finds it in my notes 😂
hopefully one day I’ll be brave enough to write it
.
Regency- he’s titled, and she’s new money merchant class
But they meet abroad and there they are just “regular” people to each other , the family history is unknown to the other person
Meet abroad in Italy, where they both speak Italian and use only Italian names, romance starts, he gifts her a bracelet,
misscominicatoon bc a letter from his mom says he needs to come home and get married but really he had business w dad and his mom wasn’t serious about marriage/ only teasing …. But she reads the letter by accident bc it was left out and is heart broke
MISCOMMUNICATION trope
She leaves without saying goodbye, the family is packed up and gone, he cannot find her/ some other dramatic parting
1- 2 years later, back in England
Maybe a year or two passes, it’s the season , he’s definitely flirting with other women
he notices sees someone with *the* bracelet, someone’s husband won it at for her a card house
He knows it was hers, goes to the card house, trying to trace the steps, He cannot find her, only knows her by her Italian name
Masquerade ball, they meet, speaking in English so they sound different, they realize it’s the other somehow, and she is PO bc it’s like “oh so you’re interested bc I have money but when I was just a commoner it wasn’t enough for you”
And he’s like “No Whaf— tries to explain but she doesn’t believe him”
He tries to win her back, she has to play nice in society bc of his status and also so it rubs off on her sister who married a lower ranking noble/ not as popular standing
And she wants to look out for her sister
Something happens and her reputation is at stake of being ruined for being caught with him alone in a garden or something
And he asks if they can get married even though she’ll hate him to save her reputation
And she shouts “I don’t have to marry you and I don’t care about my damn reputation, I’ll leave this country for good and marry someone without a title who actually cares”
And her sister basically begs her to marry him because sisters reputation will be scared from the occurrence
FORCED MARRIAGE TROPE
during the marriage preparation she cannot even stand to be with him alone / let’s it known that she’s only doing it for her sister / does not want to hear it
.
She wants to let him in but is so heartbroken about the miscommunication situation that happened a couple years earlier;
Something like “it’s very convenient for you to tell me this now”
Somehow he needs to find letters that he wrote his friend to prove that he was in love with her; luckily his friend saves all of those letters so she can read first hand
.
There’s a lot of drama since he’s marrying someone outside of the nobility classes into “new money” and also the threat of them being discovered and her doing it purposely to force his hand, and he basically has to defend her to everyone
They get married
And they do eventually leave to travel bc both love seeing the world and don’t care for the gossipers
Summary: In 1945, Gellert Grindelwald defeats Albus Dumbledore in a duel that decides the fate of the global wizarding world. Forty years later, as a new dark lord rises, a chance meeting between Lily Evans and James Potter changes that world forever.
She just had bad taste in boys. That was now loud, clear and undisputed fact. Lily Evans had bad taste. First her best friend turns out to be a wanna-be death eater and now her boyfriend was a cheating prick. Correction her ex boyfriend was a cheating prick.
An absorbent amount of ice cream and chocolate had been consumed and tears shed. Now it was time to pick herself up and dust herself off. Easier said than done when he was galavanting around the castle openly with what used to be his secret side piece. Lily’s friends hadn’t been much help when it came to advise either.
“Pick a rebound”
“Stab him”
“Make yourself look like a bombshell”
“Stab him”
“Snog someone right in front of him”
“Stab him”
Between the options non were particularly favourable or maintainable for herself in the long run. As much as her friends were just trying their best to be supportive of her, by this point they were just irritating. The 6th year Gryffindor girls had congregated in the best spot in the common room, just in front of the fireplace. Spread out amongst the armchairs and two seater couch.
“I swear if someone says snog, shag or stab again in the next five minutes you’ll be the one getting stabbed” Lily huffed. “Even if I did want to find a rebound, which I don’t Dorcas, I wouldn’t even know where to start”
“I can think of one. In fact I can 100% guarantee he’d be down for it” Marlene suggested.
“If the name out of your mouth starts with P and ends in otter I will stab you” Lily said gruffly.
“He would though Lils…” Mary added.
“Ah yes and now exactly would I go about setting that up while maintaining my dignity?”
“Quick kiss me, my ex is looking” Marlene suggested enthusiastically. “If you said jump he’d ask how high”
“I said while maintaining my dignity. I am not about to go up and just start snogging James Potter?!”
“Excuse me?” The masculine voice made them all jump. James had practically appeared from no where and was looking at each of them curiously.
“Something you need to discuss with me privately Evans?” James said suggestively, raising his eyebrows.
Summary: "Each student from the creative writing course will be paired with another student from the art course to work on a collaborative project over the duration of three weeks for a chance to be featured in the Hogwarts University Annual Art Exhibition."
What are the chances that Lily gets paired with the one person she absolutely cannot stand? [Artist!James | Writer!Lily]
So, so, so excited to post something after 6 months of not writing. In fact, I'm positive it's a little sloppy but I'm just happy to get this baby out there ❤️❤️
@all-things-jily @mabeltothknows @missgryffin @the-dream-team this one's for you amazing ladies!
''Actually, Miss Evans...'' James began his tenth speech, shuffling his book and looking across the room at Lily as if calling her into a fight.
''I can't take it anymore,'' Marlene whispered behind him, hands on her head and eyes closed. Sirius nodded.
''They don't stop,'' He watched his friend refute her idea masterfully, confident in his theory, the stance of one who will effortlessly win the world. ''I'm starting to think this is their way of saying I love you to each other,''
''God, yes,'' Remus said, drawing unpretentiously on his parchment. ''Nobody can take it anymore.''
"Well, Mister Potter, I understand your idea and I admire your intelligence, but..." Lily began, and even Minerva couldn't stand the two of them arguing over who knows what, since no one in the classroom really understood why they were arguing.
''I think they're trying to get detention together,'' Hestia said, sitting next to Sirius. ''I can't think of any other reason for all this,''
''If that's it, they're crazy thinking that McGonagall will-''
''Mr Potter and Miss Evans!'' She scolded, raising her hands and both of them hushed up. ''Both. Detention.'' Maybe Sirius was crazy, but he saw a smirk on Lily's lips.
Hestia laughed, denying it. ''I told you, didn't I?''
James Potter had watched curiously as Lily Evans hadn’t moved other than to turn a page in close to two hours. Whatever she was reading had her throughly engrossed in the tale.
“Leave her. She’ll be there til she’s finished” Marlene had said stifling a yawn as the other girls drifted upwards to their dormitories for bed.
The exit of her friends seemed to unphase Lily. If anything she was still unaware of anything going on around her. James tilted his head at a slight angle to see if he could get a glimpse at the front cover, but it was to no avail the way the book was propped up in Lily’s lap.
“She only got it this morning. I saw it turn up in the post.” Remus remarked. “Must be good.”
“She’s always getting bloody book in the post.” added Sirius.
It was true, at least once a fortnight a flurry of owls would drop several books onto the table at breakfast.
“Her dad sends them. He reads them and if he thinks they’re good he posts them on.” replied Remus.
“How’d you know that?” James asked.
“I think you sometimes forget we’re friends. She told me. She’s also leant me a few.” Remus chuckled.
James stared back across at Lily again. He was curious to know what had taken her fancy so much. But it was also likely that if he disturbed her immersion she’d be likely to jinx him again. So he waited. And waited. Until finally his friends had given up on him and gone to bed themselves, and the fireplace dimmed to small amber flames. Lily turned the final page and sat up stiffly, stretching out her limbs that had remained in place for so long.
“Good book?” He asked. Lily jumped, slightly startled.
“Bloody hell!” Lily squeaked, “You nearly gave me a heart attack.”
“Sorry.” James mumbled.
“But yes it was quite good. I didn’t realise it had gotten so late.” She checked her watch and tutted at the time displayed.
“What’s it about?” He asked.
“Hmm? Oh it’s a new one by an American author. Apparently it’s doing quite good at the moment so dad bought it and said it’s a must read. I have to say I quite agree. It’s a murder mystery.” Lily stood and handed him the novel.
The cover was white, the authors name in red and the title in black, The Thomas Berryman Number. James turned it over in his hand and gave the blurb a quick once over. Three terrifying murders in the South culminate in a relentless manhunt in the North that centers on a ruthless assassin, the woman he loves, and the beloved leader he is hired to kill with extreme prejudice.
“I didn’t know you liked crime thrillers” James commented. “You ever read Miles Milton’s works?”
“Can’t say I have.” Lily answered.
“I’ve got a copy of the first in the series upstairs if you wanted to borrow it. It’s about an auror who goes around catching dark wizards and solving riddles.” James offered.
“Oh go on then. I’ll need something new to sink my teeth into after that. I’ll loan you that one in exchange.”
“Sounds like a deal Evans. I’ll bring it down to breakfast.” From then on it became fairly standard for the pair to trade novels. Peter even started joking they’d be making their own book club soon. Not that James much cared. Their shared love of thriller mystery novels opened a new avenue for him to venture down when it came to Lily. Discussing the books after they’d each read them made for an easy conversation that could last for hours without bickering or jinxing. It made it much easier for them to befriend one another and start to have common ground. There was also the added benefit that their new “book club” seemed to somehow unintentionally cause a front to Severus Snape.
“It’s because she sometimes lets you read them first.” Remus explained.
“She never loans books to anyone without having read them herself first.”
“Is it really that easy to get his knickers in a twist?” James asked.
Prompt 26 of @magic-girl-in-a-muggle-world's @jilytoberfest prompts
Rated T for adult themes; TW: alluding to parental death; grief
“Just leave. Please.”
So she did. But only to grab some food. A change of clothes. An extra blanket. The stuffie on his bed.
Lily returned to the Heads office fully supplied and with a helping hand to find James unmoved from his position on the couch, face buried in his hands, glasses discarded.
“Come on, Prongs,” Sirius coaxed he assisted James out of his school robes, replacing them with a freshly laundered pair of pajamas.
“Drink this,” Lily placed a straw to his lips, knowing he was not stomaching much at the moment aside from water, “There you go,” she murmured gently, turning to cast a cushioning charm on the rug in front of the fireplace.
“I don’t want you-”
“We’re not leaving you,” Lily’s tone was soft, her conviction firm. Sirius helps usher James in between him and the headgirl on, a makeshift bed already prepared by Lily who ensures they are all properly tucked in.
Because there is nothing you can say, when the person you love most loses the two he loves most. So they stayed and simply held James, unable to stop the bleeding as a fresh slice of anguish cut his heart up into pieces. And shared in his grief to prevent the burden of having to suffer alone.
Quote from David Kessler:
"Each person’s grief is as unique as their fingerprint. But what everyone has in common is that no matter how they grieve, they share a need for their grief to be witnessed. That doesn’t mean needing someone to try to lessen it or reframe it for them. The need is for someone to be fully present to the magnitude of their loss without trying to point out the silver lining."
The much awaited reader’s bingo is here! It is not necessary to re read the stories given below again. Having read them once in the past past year is more than enough! This challenge will go on till the 14th of October! As and when you’re done getting a bingo, do post the finished bingo on your blog, tagging this account! The authors and links for all the fics are mentioned under the cut.
Happy reading!!
The following are the fics mentioned in the template above:
Shout out to my ex by @wearingaberetinparis
In retrograde by @mppmaraudergirl
As if by magic by @annabtg
At the beginning by @inthe-afterglows
I sink the boat of love (by that comes later) by @clare-with-no-i
Loud silences by @maraudersftw
This time I’ll remember by @emeralddoeadeer
But he’s a little bit too far away by @firefeufuego
Falling from grace by @lovely-jily
Moral of the story by @petalstofish
Not the doctor by @practicecourts
Trojan horse by @prongsdamnyou
We should kiss just like real people do by @theesteemedladydebourgh
What I was looking for by @mayfloweranony and @thejilyship
Acid trips by @thequibblah
The Hogwarts secret admirers letter by @the-dream-team
No choice except you by @theresthesnitch
Not fool enough by @tumbledfreckles
I’m Not in LOve by @blitheringmcgonagall
The Christmas gift dispute by @startanewdream
When I’m not with you (think of you always) by @sunshinemarauder
Everybody loves somebody sometimes by @sweeethinny
Secrets or sin (you choose) by @crimson-snitch
A valentine’s kiss by @writtenonreceipts
A lesson in communication by possessingtheproperspirit
“Reckon his blatant disregard for the health of his liver will finally catch up to him this year?”
“Finally? Look at the state of him. Already has.”
“Did you two just come over bent on finding out how quickly you can get me to tell you to fuck off?” James asks, lounging low in one of his armchairs as he gazes up at Sirius and Remus.
Have you ever heard the saying ‘a watched pot never boils’? Well Sirius had been watching the pot that was the relationship between his best mate and the girl of his dreams slowly simmering for far too long. Like the old wives tale Sirius planned on being the salt that made the pot boil faster. No matter how many times Remus would sigh and tell him “That’s really not how it works Sirius.”
First it was trying to make sure the pair of them spent as much alone time together as possible; like cursing the stairs to switch whenever they tried to get off them, locking them inside the potions store room or any other supply closet given the chance. Though each of these seemed to have a less than desired effect; Lily blaming James and getting irritated.
Next came attempts to incite jealousy. Pointing out whenever their counterpart seemed to be talked to courted or flirted with by someone else. This too would be a dismal result, Lily genuinely believing James had moved on and was no longer interested in seeking her companionship as anything more than friends, and James thinking he’d genuinely made no progress in wooing.
“They’re getting nowhere Moony. Nothing is working.” Sirius grumbled, face in fist.
“I could have told you that Sirius… Oh wait. I did.” Remus remarked sarcastically, turning a page in his book.
“I was sure locking them in a broom closet for long enough would work.” Peter encouraged.
“Or you could just, you know, let them get there in their own time.” repeated Remus.
“Rubbish” said Sirius.
“Oh really? Then why are they currently walking towards us holding hands now that you’ve left them alone for a week.” Remus chuckled, jutting his chin in the direction of their friends. Who were indeed walking towards them with broad grins and fingers intertwined.
She’s been on autopilot since she left James. One foot in front of the other, a steady pounding against the pavement as she trekked home - only a twenty-minute walk to her place - too convenient if you asked her. It was probably a bit too cold to be walking home at eleven in the morning in Autumn, bare legs, only a thin coat wrapped around her un-showered self but her brain wouldn’t allow her to take note of the temperature and only allowed her to walk forward.
She gave so many sign…ed copies of #TSmidnighTS. Moonstone Blue Edition Vinyl with hand signed photos and vinyl frames are available to pre-order at store.taylorswift.com for 48 HOURS or while supplies last. 🌙💎
“Are you trying to turn me on right now? Because it's working”
#25-“Are you trying to turn me on right now? Because it's working” from @magic-girl-in-a-muggle-world's @jilytober prompts
Rated T- 7th year Jily
“I think I’ve finally cracked it!” James called triumphantly from the desk next to hers. They had been holed up in their office for the better part of the last two and a half hours working through the complex scheduling of prefect patrols for the start of the year. It seemed like an unsolvable jigsaw puzzle- between availability, commitments, exam schedules, and pairing their 7th year prefects as mentors with the 5th years.
“How?” Lily crossed the short distance between them, placing a hand on his shoulder as she peered over it.
Habitually, James shoved a hand through his hair, “Yes, look here–,” he reached over for another sheet of parchment on the desk, “See, I realized that I could also re-adjust the quidditch pitch schedules, which would allow Ravenclaw to move to Thursday mornings and Slytherin to Wednesday evenings, which is great because….”
“...Because that would free up Diggory, Bones, and Abbot….” Lily’s eyes widened as her mind began to connect the pieces and following their cascading effects. She leaned in closer, both hands now hanging onto James arm. Never had she ever been more excited about a patrol schedule.
“...And make sure our 6th years can study before their rotating Friday practice NEWT courses…” James turned to her his eyes alight with excitement. After the initial shock of learning who her co-Head was, Lily was only pleasantly surprised at how wonderful of a partner James turned out to be.
“Oh. My. Merlin. You did do it!” Lily squealed, reaching an arm around James’ shoulders into a side hug and feeling his arm snake around her waist as he returned the embrace, “Are you trying to turn me on, right now? Because it’s working.” Lily threw her head back as she laughed.
“Oh?” His tone had deepened and she felt his fingers flexed into her hip, “So this is doing for you, is it Evans? Patrol scheduling?”
Lily pulled back to meet his eyes, still alight and playful but darkening, his smile transforming into a sidesmirk. She inhaled, “Big time, I could kiss you right now.”
“Yeah?” James’ frame had leaned subtly forward and suddenly Lily was acutely aware that her face was painstakingly close to his own. The flecks of gold that speckled his hazel eyes, the bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed, the slight parting of his lips.
“Yeah…” she trailed off nervously, damning the blush as it crept over her face.
“I’d be game.” His own eyes trace her face, dipping down her neck and back to her eyes searching for a response. He reached to remove her arm from around his shoulder and place it on his cheek, turning to press a kiss to her palm. Without conscious thought, Lily slid her hand to his hair gripping softly and pulling his lips to hers.
James stopped just before he walked around the bookshelf in Flourish and Blotts when he heard their voices. He wasn't particularly avoiding Felicia Greengrass and Cassia Rose, but he hadn't seen the pair of Ravenclaws nearly since they had all graduated from Hogwarts, and he wasn't really interested in doing the whole small talk thing today. So he ducked behind the shelf to wait for them to pass.
When he caught what they were saying, he froze and held his breath so that he wouldn’t miss a word.
"Did I tell you I saw Lily Evans the other day?"
Continue reading here or start from the beginning here on AO3!
