Hey I jus entered thejilynet but when I clicked the link to follow chloe, tumblr redirected me to a page where it says "there is nothing here". Could you tell me Chloe's url so I can go follow them?
sure !!! (chlo really needs to add a redirect link 🙄) you can find her at@chovchang xxx
Did they got back to Paris? or they decided to stay in London? Does Sirius meet Marlene and fall helpless in love with her? Does James buys all the stock of red paint in europe just to paint as many portraits as he can of Lily? anyway you're an excellent writer. I'm here for all the new stories or continuations you want to make. Love your works xx
they go back to paris. once the seine is in your veins, it stays there.
but they take the boys when they go back, and james’ mum comes and visits and james takes her on long walks through the green green gardens, holding her hand.
(when she dies, they fly her body back and bury her next to his father, but after that, james has nothing left for him in england.)
the boys become a part of life in paris, with their own flat (a lot bigger than lily and james’) and they meet lily’s friends
sirius doesn’t fall helplessly in love with anyone, but he and marlene do go shopping for ridiculously priced clothes and spend days eating macaroons
james paints and paints and paints, until all of paris is in his sketchbook, until all of paris is in their flat, lining the walls, so when lily wakes up she doesn’t see her kitchen table but the palace of versailles and when james takes a shower he looks at the arc de triomphe through the steam
he gets a tiny gallery…. so small it’s barely noticeable from the street
but people come. people can’t stay away.
they come for paris and they come for her
the girl in the paintings with fire on her head and trees in her eyes and who seems to radiate from the canvas, burning burning burning
sometimes people see her in the gallery, smiling, holding james’ hand, radiating in real life as well
but not all of his paintings of her hang on walls
some of them stay private… just for them… the one of her sleeping, naked, gently, looking like a nymph wrapped in cotton sheets… the one of her laughing, cupping her tea in her hand and laughing so hard he’s scared her ribs might crack…. the one of her and his mother, holding hands and leaning together as if they know something the rest of the world doesn’t…. the ones where lily takes up the whole canvas, when james has to go out and buy more red paint once, twice, three times a day, the ones he can do in minutes because he knows her so well, the ones he slaves over for days because he wants to get her perfect
yes. these ones stay private. for them and only them.
and when he’s ready, he gets down on one knee and asks her to let him stay forever
Hi, Rhiannon! I'd love to see what you do with Jily + #4! xx
‘blow my heart out’
#4: “If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.”
For some reason I actually have inspiration??? probs because I’m meant to be doing coursework, oops. Anyways, here ya go!
canon (sixth year)
“If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his arse.” Marlene says loudly, too loudly.
Lily rolls her eyes, “He’s not going to treat me like shit.”
“Who’s going to treat you like shit, Evans?” Potter has appeared, of course, and Marlene smiles because that’s what she wanted.
“None of your business,” she says, trying not to look at him.
They’re on their way to Hogsmeade, the first trip of the new year, and Potter has jogged to catch up with him, abandoning the other Marauders several metres behind. They catch up now, Sirius scowling at James.
“If he’s going to treat you like shit it is!” Potter sounds indignant.
“Who’s treating her like shit?” Peter and Remus ask in unison.
“Davey Gudgeon,” Marlene supplies, ever the traitor.
Potter splutters. “Gudgeon? Davey Gudgeon?”
“Jealous?” Peter asks, because they all know it’s true. Except for Lily, who just speeds up.
“I thought you didn’t like boys with big heads,” Potter says, catching up with her.
“You were the one who blew it up,” Lily says,
“He’s good at blowing,” Remus interrupts, calling from behind them. For some reason, the others have dropped back, allowing Lily and Potter to walk away. Lily frowns. “Ask Sirius.”
“Fuck off, Moony.” It’s the first thing Sirius has said since the groups converged.
“Fuck off, all of you.” Lily says over her shoulder, glaring at Marlene.
Marlene jogs to join her friend. “They’re just looking out for you.”
“Yeah!” Potter says, at the same time Sirius says “no, we’re not.”
Lily points at Sirius to prove her point, “See!”
“Black’s just jealous that Potter’s jealous, don’t worry.” Peter smiles comfortingly at Lily. Lily doesn’t find it comforting.
“Why is Potter jealous?”
“Because he’s -” before Sirius can finish his sentence, Potter has performed a miraculous sideways leap and tackled his best mate to the ground, hand firmly clamped over his mouth.
Everyone laughs, except for Lily, who uses the distraction to speed up again. She also decides that the next time she wants someone to walk her down to Hogsmeade, she’ll take Mary, because Mary isn’t a traitor.
Davey had asked her out a week ago and she had said yes because she couldn’t think of a reason to say no. He was good looking, above average clever, and, coincidentally, shared none of her classes so, if it went tits up, it was unlikely she’d have to speak to him again. They had agreed to meet for lunch at one of the quieter cafes, and Lily is pretty sure she’s running late.
“If you all leave me alone, I promise I’ll buy you Honeydukes later,” she says as they catch up again, Sirius dragged along in a headlock. They agree and the boys disappear off towards the Three Broomsticks, Marlene linking arms with Lily for the final stretch.
“I was just trying to prove a point,” Marlene says, innocent.
“What point?”
“That he cares,” Marlene rolls her eyes, as if it should be obvious.
But before Lily can ask who cares, although she has a pretty good idea what Marlene is getting at, Davey Gudgeon appears, smiling, and Lily tells Marlene to bugger off.
Later, once Lily has returned from her date and is snuggled up in one of the sofa’s by the fire, reading, Potter sidles up, awkwardly.
“Alright, Evans?” He asks, perching on the chair’s arm.
“Alright,” she says, not looking up from the page.
“I just wanted to say,” he runs a hand through his hair, “about earlier… I wasn’t trying to intrude into your personal life or anything, just that Marlene said he was treating you like shit and since, we’re friends now, I think, I was just trying to make sure you were okay.”
Lily closes her book, finger wedged between the pages to save her place. “I think you misheard Marlene, but thank you. That’s…. sweet of you and, we are,” she sees his brow furrow, “friends I mean, we are friends.”
Potter smiles, “That’s good to know. For definite, anyway.” He runs another hand through his hair, “how did it go? The date?”
“We’re going on a second one, so pretty well I think,” Lily smiles gently.
“Oh, that’s great!” He says, except great sort of sounds like another oh, and Lily’s not sure why. “Well, I’ve got Slughorn’s essay to finish… don’t suppose you can give a friend a hand?”
“I could write that essay in my sleep, let me see what you’ve got,” Lily says, dog earing her page and holding out her hand for the parchment. Potter smiles again, wider this time, and all the disappointment has been washed from his face.
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i’m way too lazy to do this SO thank u to u camille dear and also shoutout to @lilychosejames and @dancingjily for sending me their love <3
