Ghostlight Ch. 7
Cw: allusions to depression, anxiety (panic attacks), possible past emotional abuse, smoking, drinking alcohol, mention of throwing up (no actual getting sick)
“So you’re over him.”
“Yep.”
“Just like that?”
“Just like that.”
Lily lifted an eyebrow skeptically before turning back to the pastry display. “Whatever you say.”
Remus rolled his eyes, but said nothing. They had been having the same argument since their night at the Empire earlier that week, and the only thing they could both agree on was that the other was full of shit.
Lily, having walked into—whatever she’d walked into between him and Sirius on the outdoor terrace—was convinced there was more going on between them than he was letting on. He, on the other hand, thought nothing more of Sirius Black than he would any other actor who passed through Hogwarts. And he was sure if he repeated those words enough times, they would come true. Eventually. Probably. https://archiveofourown.org/works/31384160/chapters/82764319












