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Lily: Merry Christmas! Hope you have a great day.

Lucy: Merry Christmas love! I hope you like my gift and I'll see you in a few hours.

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[Text]: Are you busy?

[PM]: Not at the moment! What’s up?

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Rewind || 12 September 1971

The first official week of classes had passed by in a complete haze. It was to be expected, really. After their sorting the week before, - the results of which left James more than ecstatic, delighted to be in the same House as Sirius and Remus, and their fourth dormmate, Peter, - and the hesitant, tense few days after Sirius’ first ever Howler, the classes were almost at the back of his mind.

It was the least of his worries. Not when he had to think about spending the next seven years by Sirius’ side, and certainly not when he had to think about how, exactly, the four of them would be spending those years. His timetable wasn’t so bad; but the one thing James certainly wasn’t looking forward to was sharing a class with the Slytherins the next day.

Slytherins. Meaning Severus. Meaning another class of Lily barely having time for him, and another class of trying to get her to talk to him, and ultimately failing. In hindsight, the incident on the train hadn’t been James’ proudest moment, a thought that only entered his head after he spotted Remus’ grimace the moment Severus and Lily had left the compartment.

Lily was right. James knew that, which was why he’d been pacing around the Common Room for the past hour like a doting mother hen, waiting for her to come back from wherever she was so he could say just that. Lily was right, and James had been far too brash, and why had he singled Severus out as though being odd and quiet was a bad thing? Remus was odd and quiet, at times. Peter, too. Even Sirius, after he’d received the Howler, and just because Severus had stalled in the doorway, and James had pointed out that it was weird, it wasn’t.. weird.

With a sigh, James sat in the closest armchair to the fire, slumping into the plush cushions. If he had to wait all night, so be it. He was determined to talk to her, even if it meant kipping on the couches.

@lily-flower-evans

#//YOU DONT HAVE TO MAKE IT AS LONG BUT MY STARTER PARAS ARE ALWAYS RIDICULOUS #para #p:Lily #all:Lily #p:rewind #about:september 12th #about:september 12th 1971 #about:1971 #about:backdated

It had been a while since the gauntlet had been thrown down for a charades face off and this was the fateful day that the outcome would be decided. There was a lot at stake and Harper also had a lot to tell the Vance family before she left for London. The news had come to her earlier that week, and the first flight she could catch was at the end. It wasn’t anything serious and her father was better, but that still meant she would have to go see him. Have to fall right into that old and stale routine. Which was why she was enjoying every little last bit of freedom that she could experience with her friends in Boston before she had to leave them for an unknown amount of time. If they knew the truth about her, maybe it would have made it easier to explain but the last thing she wanted to do was reveal the past. Even if she trusted each and every one of them greatly, it was a secret she never wanted to reveal. Knocking and opening the door to Lincoln’s apartment, she wore an easy smile that hid the truth that only Lily knew so far. “The winner has arrived. Where is my throne?” ( @lily-vance @lincolnvance @aiden--vance )