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Written for Jily Week 2025 Day 1 prompt: Knight in Shining Armour
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Lily insists she doesn't need a knight in shining armour. The knight and armour disagree.
“I’m saying it for the last time, Potter, I do not need you swooping in to save me or avenging me like a knight in shining armour!” Lily Evans fumed and sped up to get ahead of her patrol partner, one James Potter, who was fresh off his detention with Filch, meaning he was as far from fresh as possible. She moved quickly, unseeingly, because her eyes weren’t the clearest, what with the incorrigible tears announcing their impending spillage. The empty corridor blurred past in her periphery — the couples tucked away in broom cupboards and alcoves tonight were in luck — and she hardly registered how the soles of her shoes slapped and echoed against the stone. But, by now, her body was completely attuned to James, and she knew he was catching up with her with his significantly longer strides well before his hand caught her wrist. She stopped at once. She hadn’t really wanted to get away, after all.