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lily luna ⟶ lily evans ( closed )
lily luna’s eyes fall into something of a squint as she spots the older red head. there’s something about her, something - strange. familiar, almost. but not incredibly so. she isn’t sure where, when, or how - but she’s known she’s seen lily’s face before, despite knowing they haven’t spoken. she’s about to let it go when she notices the handle of a wand sticking out. unable to set her newfound curiosity to the side, lily luna makes her way across the garden, a red solo cup in hand ( don’t worry, it’s fruit punch ). “happy to see me, are you ?” she smirks, green eyes jumping between lily and her slightly visible wand.
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the sound of an unfamiliar voice damn near sends lily into cardiac arrest. she yeps, and her hands fly up and her card slowly flutters down to the ground, and it’s a mess. it’s truly a mess. bright green eyes ( the very same green as her son’s ) widen as they take in the stranger ... who isn’t quite a stranger, but lily doesn’t know that yet. slowly, she glances to the wand handle sticking out of her jacket pocket, and is quick to tuck it further in. “bullocks,” she mutters, pursing her lips. “quite the opposite. you’re a sneaky one, aren’t you ? i didn’t even hear you walk up.” perhaps that was because she was so blindsided by the mothers day card that she’d tuned out everything else, but that was something lily was likely to never admit. “can i help you with something, or are you just passing by ?” and despite her irritation, there was something else hidden in lily’s tone. was it ... affection ? for a girl she’s never met ? who knows. all lily is sure of is that there’s this tether. one that she can’t even properly describe, tugging between her and this teenager. “have we met before ?”










