#c:lily

[elizabettawilson]

@lily-calnan​

“Well would you look at that. Letting the girl’s out to play tonight, huh?” She pointed down at her dress.

[camillegladstone]

When 5th of December, 1979 Where: Gryffindor common room, Camille’s birthday party Who: @schoolsoutevans​

“How do you make you hair look so pretty?” Camille asked Lily as poured herself some vodka with coke by the side of the other witch. “It’s so full and shiny.” 

[ivytravers]

@lilymcvans

“Oi Evans, ready to go catch some snoggers and rule breakers?” She said handing the girl a mug of her preferred drink

[thebrokenbones]

@lilymcvans

“Well, that NEWT fucked me in the arse... tell me it at least went better for you?” 

[aveline-allaire]

@lilymcvans​

“Is there a reason you’re interrupting my studying?”

[yesmrpotter]

It wasn’t unusual for Harry to work from home. In fact, after Lily had moved into her own apartment, he had started working after hours just to keep himself busy, distract himself from the fact that his children were adults. The silence was strange, the free time was strange, and he had never been quite sure of what to do with himself. Now though, when working from home seemed more important than ever, he just couldn’t do it. He had exhausted his resources searching for answers. Looking for any way to track the letter or discover who had written it, and he had been met with dead end after dead end. All he knew, and albeit the information had been useful, was that the Avery family, Arlo’s parents, had no hand in the penmanship. It was only after setting down his glasses, pressing the base of his palms into his eyes as Ginny rubbed his shoulders and told him to take a break, that he had finally given up. His paperwork and seemingly pointless research was sitting in his drawer at home, and he was here, outside Lily’s apartment, feeling incredibly guilty for only realising the previous night that her weekly letter had never arrived. It was unusual not to hear from her. If she didn’t write, she would visit. And he was worried. Knocking hesitantly on her door, he silently prayed she was home. If she wasn’t he was going to make himself sick with worry. “Lily? Princess, it’s Dad. Are you there?” @lixnhecrt​

[amandacampana-a]

Madelaine Petsch & Jordan Fisher manip

[mary-whoisleft]

what’s a few letters // mary & lily

Mary never expected herself to be the type to throw a party over grades. School wasn’t exactly her first love, and whatever letters were written at the top of her work were a bore at best and a stressor at worst. But even she could admit the NEWTs were different if only for the fact that getting through them was reason for celebration alone. 

At this point now settling into their life post graduation, Mary would take any reason to throw a party anyway. Every opportunity she got, she would go on about how much she missed her friends, even if she hadn’t gone more than a few days yet without seeing them. Something about all the change that came with leaving school had her gripping onto anything and everything familiar. So all Lily had to say was “party” and regardless of the purpose Mary would have been agreeing to be over by seven to help set up. 

She showed up at 7:24, apologies at the ready and full bottle of whiskey already open. 

“Alright, you better not have done everything while you were waiting for me to show up. Because I meant it about helping,” she said as she threw her arms around Lily in a tight hug like it had been years since they had been together. 

“Who all is coming? All the usual suspects?” 

@lilyeliora​