Lily Evans-Potter, 23, Gryffindor Alum, Ludovica Martino FC, CLOSED.
Birthday: January 30
Blood Status: Muggle
Gender & Pronouns: Cis-female, she/her
Occupation: Part-time assistant potioneer, part-time children’s tutor
Sided with: Order of the Phoenix
Positive Traits: Protective, Altruistic, Compassionate, Optimistic, Intelligent
Negative Traits: Presumptuous, Self-Righteous, Over Trusting, Petty, Stubborn
Summary: When Lily is good, she is the best, and it’s easy to overlook some of her flaws. Many people see only the way she’s driven to give more than she takes and sees the best in people. Lily has a big heart, and if she could love and take care of the whole world, she would. The first thing most people notice about her is her intelligence, which goes beyond booksmarts to a kind of practical intelligence that can’t be taught, but only enhanced. But those who know Lily best see all sides of her. These people know her habit of disregarding what is proper for what is right, and how she’ll not only hold a grudge, but take action to ensure that the person who has wronged her gets their just desserts. Perhaps Lily’s greatest flaw is the fact that when she believes she’s right, nothing can change her mind. She will wear you down tirelessly until you conform to her view, because not only is it the right opinion, it is the only right opinion.
Trigger warning: Death of a parent
Lily sometimes wonders, late at night after everyone around her is asleep or during the day when nothing else holds her attention, if the magic made her a rebel or if being a rebel made her magic. Regardless of the reason, it was clear from a very early age that Lily was not born to follow convention. She would swing too high, stay out too late, and always ignored her mother’s warnings about bringing wild animals into the house. She was never the most well behaved child. Her parents generally agreed that she always meant well, but every now and then she went too far, and no amount of talking-tos or punishments could make her regret her actions. This is not to say that Lily was a troublemaker, though. The town of Cokeworth at large thought that little Lily Evans was a delight. For every time she took things too far, there were half a dozen times she helped her mother with the shopping, or played sweetly on the playground with her sister, or sat quietly in the back of her father’s classroom with a book.
When her Hogwarts letter arrived on her 11th birthday, Lily was more prepared than most muggleborn children. She knew all about the magical school and what she would learn there from her best friend, Sev. On the morning of September 1st, platform 9¾ saw a teary goodbye between Lily and her family, but she boarded the train with a smile on her face, excited to discover what Hogwarts had in store for her. It turned out that what Hogwarts had in store for her was a bit of a mixed bag. It didn’t take long for Lily to realize that not everyone at Hogwarts thought she belonged in the wixen world. This was a slap in the face for a little girl who, until this point, had been very nearly universally adored and welcomed. Of course, Hogwarts was not all bad. In fact, it was mostly good, with the unpleasant bits all but lost amidst days and nights full of wonder, excitement, and novelty. By the end of her first year, Lily was set to take the wixen world by storm, blood prejudice or no.
But life is always a mixed bag, and even as things were looking up for Lily at Hogwarts there were unavoidable dark spots. The rift between the Evans sisters, which had first torn when little Lily tried to share her magic with Petunia and Petunia had called her a freak, grew wider with every day that Lily was gone, and every time she mentioned Hogwarts while at home. She watched Severus drift away from her, unwilling to admit it and helpless to stop it, until the bond finally snapped. Still, Lily fumbled along, clinging to her optimism and the newfound understanding that sometimes things changed in ways you neither expected nor wanted and you just have to do the best you can. Lily was already holding her world together with tape and glue when the foundation was washed out from under her. When she finished her last exam of her sixth year, Professor McGonnagal pulled her aside to tell her that, after several years of fighting a cancer diagnosis, Mr. Evans had passed away.
For months, Lily was unmoored. She went through the motions, but the spark was gone. Lily had lost her Lilyness, and she wasn’t sure how to get it back. In the face of this Lily found comfort in likely and unlikely places. The friend group she’d built over her years at Hogwarts rallied around her, taking her to Diagon Alley for back to school shopping, making sure her trunk was packed, and ferrying her to King’s Cross to catch the train. If you’d asked 13 year old Lily if she’d ever be friends with the marauders she would have laughed in your face, but 17 year old Lily wasn’t so sure. Over the year she grew closer to Remus, Sirius and Peter, but the biggest surprise was James Potter. The more they worked side by side as Head Girl and Boy, the more Lily realized there was more to James than the arrogant toerag she’d always turned her nose up at. Slowly, Lily found her Lilyness, again, and she even found love along the way.
The Lily who graduated from Hogwarts was very different from the Lily who first entered it, but she was also very much the same. She’s still Lily, still whip smart, still convinced she’s always right, still willing to give the shirt off her back to help another person. But facing seven years of bullying that never really went away had made her stronger, and more confident. This served her well when she ran headlong into the war following graduation. She jumped at the opportunity to join the Order when it was presented to her. After all, Lily Evans was never one to shy away from a fight, especially for such a just cause. She was, however, careful. Far more careful than some of her fellow members, especially those that happened to be from the same house as her. Because for Lily, the war was about survival, and not just in the sense that she was fighting for her right to exist in the wixen world. It was also about outlasting this moment in time where the hatred was so strong that there was no reasoning with it. Because Lily always knew, the war was just the beginning.
But even in the midst of such great darkness, there is always light. Lily found refuge in the companionship and comfort of her friends, and her relationship with James. If Lily’s life had taught her anything, it was that you have to take the good things while you have them, because you can never be sure how long they’ll last. She’d always been a hopeless romantic, always believed she’d meet someone wonderful, marry them, have kids, and live happily ever after. So when it came to it, marrying James was an easy choice to make. She hadn’t planned on getting pregnant, but she quickly decided that Harry was the best thing to ever happen to her, and she would do anything for him. Even with the fighting, Lily continued to nurture the relationships she’d built at school, as well as build new ones.
No time like the present:
The thing about the war was, for Lily, it was just the tip of the iceberg. There is real work to be done, deeply entrenched beliefs that need to be unwoven from the very fabric of magical society, and that work is going to be long. Lily always planned to be a part of that work, but now that the time is here, she’s not sure how she fits. She knows she’s too hot-headed for politics, she’s pretty sure you have to have a heart made of ice to be in politics, but she’s not going to sit idly by. She knows there need to be muggleborn voices advocating for themselves and others like them and she intends to be one, just as soon as she figures out how. In the meantime, Lily is adjusting to life as a wife and mother and the changes that the end of the war brought to her life specifically. She still misses Peter, sometimes, but that doesn’t mean she’ll ever, ever forgive him for what he did. On the other hand, she’s welcomed Regulus into her life with open arms, identifying him as the latest in her collection of lost boys in need of a mother figure.
Fenrir Greyback - Lily is overly wary of Fenrir and it isn’t just the knowledge of knowing the wolf is the reason Remus was changed without a choice that fuels that feeling. Lily can’t help but keep an eye on Fenrir, making mental notes of every little thing the werewolf does. The feelings could be dismissed as paranoia toward Harry meeting a similar fate to one of their closest friend’s or simply down to being well versed about a potential enemy.
Doris Purkiss - When Petunia rejected Lily time and time again, Doris was there to offer a shoulder to cry on and positive words that left Lily feeling ready to take on the world. Words of wisdom giver, evening entertainer, and designated babysitter are just some of the many hats Doris wears when it comes to Lily’s life.
Alice Longbottom - The reminder that there was nothing wrong in fighting for one’s beliefs as long as it didn’t involve putting their family’s wellbeing in danger. Alice was right by Lily’s side the day the new recruits joined the Order. Their presence helped Lily learn what a team player looked like and left a good impression once children came into the mix since Alice was able to work, assist with missions, and raise a family without seeming overwhelmed.
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