Training | Moody & Lily
Lily didn’t know what to think really when Moody invited her out to his place for training. She was excited, sure, but it was all because of a dangerous mission Dumbledore was sending them on. She’d sent him an owl, as instructed, and eagerly awaited his reply. Once they had a time set in stone -- just before she’d have to meet Peter -- Lily mentally prepared herself for the task it’ll surely be to train with Alastor Moody.
On the day of, she’d said goodbye to James and taken her leave, wondering just how difficult it was to put up the suggested wards around their flat. She already had some of the suggestions -- no one could apparate directly into the flat and they weren’t connected to the floo, but she hadn’t stopped giving people her direct address. She wondered if she should, or if that would just be giving into the paranoia she tried so hard to avoid.
Lily ducked around the corner before apparating to their agreed meeting place. She was early, as she always was, bundled up appropriately as she waited for him to appear. Once she spotted him she smiled, small but genuine. She was nervous, truth be told. “Good afternoon. I hope you’ve had a good day.” She sticks her hands in the pockets of her jacket and patiently waits for him to show her the way to his flat.
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