she wanted storms

you will hear thunder and remember me

[xlilydear-blog]

antlers-and-quaffles:

It was blissful oblivion. So much better when they were undisturbed, and there was no slime in his hair. His arms were around her, and a wry through crossed his brain that he was free to explore, and that concept almost blew his mind a little. Then, she laughed, and even though she resumed kissing him almost immediately, he couldn’t help himself. He pulled back and his eyes flickered open. “Evans, did you just laugh in my mouth?” He kept his mouth only an inch from hers as he said it, smirking.

“You surprised me, is all,” She admitted, resting her forehead against his for a moment, unable to help another small laugh as she looked at his almost incredulous expression. Lily kissed him gently again, enjoying the quiet around them. As crazy as it made her that James refused to tell her very much about the room, she was grateful for its existence as she couldn’t imagine trying to find this type of privacy anywhere else in the castle. 

[xlilydear-blog]

antlers-and-quaffles:

It hadn’t quite crossed his mind that she might run away again. It should have. Yet somehow his ego kept that fear at bay, for now. He didn’t have time to spare a thought for much of anything. This was new to James. He’d been the kind of guy who’d mind had wandered no matter who he was in a broom closet with. Yet with Lily, he could only think about her lips on his, and as he deepened the kiss, then he could only think about her tongue. Like some kind of reflex, James moved both hands to her ribs, and with uncommon strength, thanks to endless Quaffle throwing drills, had pulled her onto his cross-legged lap. All without breaking the kiss. His hand rested on her lower back, and some kind of animal in his chest roared with delight. This was better than Fire-Whiskey. So much better.

He was constantly surprising her, not that she didn’t know he was strong she’d been to enough Quidditch matches to see it, but he’d never had the gall to pick her up before. A bit of a surprised laugh came out midkiss but she didn’t pause for its sake, taking his face in her hands before sliding them up into his hair.

[pondnaravit]

[fcideas]

[xlilydear-blog]

antlers-and-quaffles:

It was hard to remember Sirius even existed. It was hard to remember he existed really. She was kissing him, again. It was slow and soft, very unlike what had happened before. It was unlike any kiss James had experienced for reasons he didn’t understand. When she pulled away, his head followed her for a fraction of a second, before he opened his eyes again. “I don’t know,” he said, his voice hoarse. “I think, for all that effort over the years, we owe him a bit more.” He leant forwards, capturing her lips in his. He didn’t care about his glass of Fire-whiskey, which he dropped instantly, as he put a hand behind her head, leaning more towards her as he did it.

There was a twinge of satisfaction, watching him even through half closed eyes. She’d watched a good number of girls flounce after James in their years at school together and had made quite a show of announcing she’d never be one of them. There’d been a lot of pride holding her from moments like this, and now that it was happening she was quickly deciding that while she might not flounce after him, she didn’t mind getting pulled in. She jumped a little bit at the sound of glass thunking onto the blanket, the drop not high enough to shatter it thankfully. Lily set her own glass down carefully even as he kissed her like he wouldn’t be able to do it enough, like maybe she’d be running out on him this time too. 

[xlilydear-blog]

antlers-and-quaffles:

“How could I forget that Evans needs the drama,” he said, with a laugh to himself. Her mischief filled eyes made his heart stop for a second. Then suddenly her hand was on his. He glanced up at her, his hazel eyes brightening at her as he smiled. He moved his fingers so they could thread through hers. “If I remember right, the last time we drank Fire-Whiskey together, Sirius was trying to start spin the bottle and fix the bottle to land on you when it was my turn,” James admitted. He placed his glass down, turning himself to face Lily slightly more, grinning with the same level of mischief Lily had earlier. “We may have to make him proud at some point.”

“I remember that,” she recalled with a laugh, “He didn’t realize he was trying to get me to help him cheat.” Sirius had done quite a lot of off the wall things in an attempt to coax her closer to James, ever the wingman these antics only became more ridiculous with the inclusion of alcohol. Glancing down at their entwined hands with a small smile, she leaned towards James and closed the distance, kissing him softly and slowly before she pulled away again, “I suppose with all the trouble he’s gone through, we owe him that much.” 

[xlilydear-blog]

antlers-and-quaffles:

He took note of the fact she moved slightly closer and returned the favour by shifting his weight more onto the hand behind him that she was nearest to. His free hand allowed him to sip his drink, which seemed to light some courage inside him. “It’s wonderful,” he told her, his eyes settling on her, and the Fire-Whiskey causing him to be honest. “However, part of me worries our alone time means you have the quiet time to gain some sense, throw this bottle at me, and run,” he laughed. He couldn’t help but be self-deprecating. Now that he had Lily to himself, he began to wonder how he’d managed it and how on earth he’d not screw it up

“I’d have to wait til we were in public,” She mused, tilting her head back to look at him with a glitter of mischief in her eyes, “For the drama of it all.” Her free hand rested on his, carefully so not to surprise him too much. It was interesting to see James without all the bravado, to be able to sit with him just as he was and not who he liked to pretend to be. “You don’t have to worry, though,” Lily added, “I wouldn’t throw the bottle at you, it’d be a waste.” 

[my-doe-meadowes]

text || Lil Evans

[xlilydear-blog]

my-doe-meadowes:

text: please, Slug adores you and you know it. I’m pretty sure he writes all those <3 lily on his papers. text: I don’t understand him and it’s one reason I’m glad he’s not the head of MY house, that’s for sure.

text: I never said I didn’t do well in his class 😉 text: anyway I can look up some more on unicorn blood and let you know, give me like an hour

[my-doe-meadowes]

text || Lil Evans

[xlilydear-blog]

my-doe-meadowes:

xlilydear:

text: that’s weird, Slughorn has the Gryffindor/Slytherin class working on Everlasting Elixirs? Maybe he’s just switching things up

text: I really hate him. so much. so so so much. text: why can’t we just have class together?

text: He just makes it harder to grade for himself, idk what he’s thinking text: but also it’s slughorn and nothing he does makes sense ever

[xlilydear-blog]

Location-Themed Drabble Prompts

Airport: My character saying goodbye to yours

Attic: My character finds an object that belongs to your character

Bakery: My character celebrates your character's birthday

Ballroom: Our characters dance together

Bank: My character owes your character money (or vice versa)

Bar: Our characters drink together

Bedroom: A smutty drabble about our characters

Casino: Our characters make a bet with each other

Cemetery : My character mourning yours (or vice versa)

Chapel: Our characters get married

Clock Tower: Our characters meet for the first time in an alternate universe

Coffee Shop: My character tries to calm your character down

Comedy Club: A funny drabble about our characters

Courthouse: Our characters have an argument

Dentist's Office: My character tortures yours (or vice versa)

Fire Station: My character saves your character (or vice versa)

Furniture Store: A fluffy drabble about our characters

Gameroom: Our characters compete in something

Haunted House: My character is visited by your character's ghost (or vice versa)

Hospital: My character injures yours (or vice versa)

Hotel: Your character spends the night with my character

Kitchen: Our characters sharing a meal

Jail: Your character bailing mine out of jail

Jeweler's: My character gives yours a gift

Mall: Our characters on a shopping trip

Morgue: My character kills your character (or vice versa)

Mountain: My character helps yours overcome a hardship

Museum: My character sees something that sparks a memory of your character

Nursery: Our characters have a baby together

Office: A drabble about our characters at work

Phone Booth: My character calls your character

Police Station: Your character catches mine doing something they shouldn't

Post Office: My character writes your character a letter

Retirement Home: A drabble about our characters meeting after years apart

School: My character teaches your character something

Woods: Our characters going camping together

Zoo: A drabble about our characters involving an animal

[my-doe-meadowes]

text || Lil Evans

[xlilydear-blog]

my-doe-meadowes:

xlilydear:

text: girl the sale of unicorn blood is super illegal what are you scheming???  text: u didn’t hear this from me but it’s typically to prolong life and similar magics

text: I don’t know. our POTIONS homework maybe????? text: we have that paper due on the uses for unicorn blood next week. duh.

text: that’s weird, Slughorn has the Gryffindor/Slytherin class working on Everlasting Elixirs? Maybe he’s just switching things up

[xlilydear-blog]

antlers-and-quaffles:

James followed her to the picnic blanket with a smile. It was hard not to smile. He watched her sit, and then made his choice to sit beside her, though not too close. He straightened his legs out and leant back on his hands, trying to look relaxed. He didn’t feel the slightest bit relaxed with Lily so near him. “Er yeah,” he said quickly, taking his eyes from her to look around. “It’s down the back of my parents past the river. I don’t think I’ve ever shown this to anyone.” He was about to say he spent a lot of time here, alone, after Peter, but didn’t want to spoil it. He grabbed the Fire-Whiskey instead, clumsily pouring two glasses, and passing it across to Lily. “I can safely say I never thought this day would come.” He paused with a smirk. “You and me, and a bottle of Fire-Whiskey.”

She busied herself with her glass for a moment, trying and failing to hide her smile at his words. James certainly wasn’t the only one who didn’t expect this, but she couldn’t say she was unhappy with it. Quite the opposite actually, which only made it harder not to smile. Watching him as he spoke and not so subtly shifting to sit closer to him, crossing that boundary he had been careful enough to set up for her. “It’s nice, though, isn’t it?” She mused, sipping her firewhiskey, “Getting to be around one another without everybody breathing down our necks?” 

[my-doe-meadowes]

text || Lil Evans

[xlilydear-blog]

my-doe-meadowes:

text: so, question: Potions – I’m missing on the uses for Unicorn blood… text: any idea on what it could be for me? because I love you. text: and you’re awesome

text: girl the sale of unicorn blood is super illegal what are you scheming???  text: u didn’t hear this from me but it’s typically to prolong life and similar magics

[xlilydear-blog]

antlers-and-quaffles:

She seemed far too concerned with the room. Who wouldn’t be, he thought. “It’s a secret Evans,” he told her, moving in the doorway behind her, and closing it. The cold draft from the hallway vanished, and he felt the sun warm him up. A smile spread across his face unconciously, this was his space, and happiness radiated out of him. At her question, he turned with a sigh. “Okay fine,” he said, turning his back on the view meeting her eye with a wry smile. “This room is called the Room of Requirement. It turns itself into what you need it to become.” He paused, thinking. “I’m telling you the trick just yet. You have to earn that” He turned back around, looking toward the rolling hills. “Now, there’s some Fire-whiskey waiting for us in that picnic basket. We can’t keep it waiting,” he laughed.

It was sunny in this new place, the Room of Requirement was what he’d called it and made a mental note to research it later, but the warmth she felt wasn’t coming from the sun in the sky. He was smiling and laughing with her and sharing and Lily was more than a little distracted by it all. She had to be shaken out of it a little by his reminder of the picnic and she led the way down to it, settling on the blanket and trying not to stare at him too long. “Alright, where is this in real life, then? Somewhere close to your home, I’d assume?” 

[xlilydear-blog]

antlers-and-quaffles:

He’d expected her to question him, but she’d been so good at messing with his expectations lately, he shouldn’t have been surprised. As strange as it was he felt more relaxed around her now, as if some kind of barrier had finally been crossed. He took the pinch with a grin, and then looked at the map. Filch was gone, the path was clear. “You have to stay close so our feet don’t get seen,” he told her. Together they walked to the seventh floor, James feeling his skin tingle whenever she’d brush his arm, until he, double checking the map, and finding no one, ducked out from under the cloak as they reached the right stretch of wall. He began to pace, totally forgetting to make Lily shut her eyes like last time. He thought of the lake beyond the hill at his parents. He thought of the lucious rolling green hills, the big amber tree, he thought of picnic rugs and baskets, butterbeer, Fire-Whiskey and all the things he knew, from watching her way too often, Lily liked to eat, and then the door appeared. “You showed me your place, so here’s mine,” he said whispering, and beckoning her out from the cloak with his hand. “Ladies first,” he told her with a wink as he held open the door, a ray of sunshine illuminating the cold stone floor of the passageway.

Lily watched him intently as he paced in front of the door, eyes shut tight and obviously thinking rather hard. She wondered briefly if he had learned some nonverbal spell and if the pacing perhaps helped him concentrate, but before she could think too hard on it, the door had reappeared and he was ushering her inside. It was warm and the light, unmistakeable smell of grass hit her nose. The view was amazing, the door leading out onto a grassy hilltop, the expanse of a lake below and a neatly setup picnic close to the shoreline. Lily looked up at James curiously, “Seriously, how does this keep happening?” 

[xlilydear-blog]

antlers-and-quaffles:

For a second, he forgot to breathe. She was here. Actually here. Wanting to go somewhere with him, not just as friends. The grin widened slightly further as he let his eyes wash over her, taking in every detail. Before he had time to dwell on how beautiful she looked, Lily was asking questions. He followed her eyes to the map and the cloak. “These are two of my most helpful possesions. If you tell anyone about either, you will be punished with all the brain power me, Sirius and Remus can come up with.” He hesitated for a moment, then unbundled the cloak form his arm and threw it over the two of them. “This is my dads invisibility cloak, and we’ve kept it a secret for years.” Under the cloak he finally pulled out the map, really hoping Lily wouldn’t ask too many questions because he did not want to lie to her. He gave her a sideways look, then looked down. Filch was about to enter the corridor. James pointed to his little moving dot, and then put a finger over his lips to indicate to be quiet. He grinned again as he looked up into her face, he couldn’t help it.

Lily shuffled closer to him under the cloak, pressing into his side almost absently as she peered down at the map. Part of her wondered if he were simply kidding about the cloak, having only heard of such a thing in a story Dorcas had mentioned offhandedly every once in a while from her childhood while they’d compared muggle and wizard fables. The map was another quizzical thing, she’d never seen anything like it, but the hundreds of names were a little overwhelming and the constant moving was hard to keep track of until he pointed out a specific one. Looking up to say something only to be silenced by his gesture. The grin on his face dissolved most of her panic and she found herself smiling back, pinching him gently in the side despite his warning to keep quiet.

[xlilydear-blog]

stardust-seeker:

Mary scrunched her nose, only apologetic for the loud tone for a moment before diving back into the subject. Her lips curled, a slight smirk though she tried to remain as neutral as possible. Though to hide her excitement and curiosity from Lily would be silly, since Lily knew what her reaction would be. “Oh!” Her eyebrows went up and her grin widened. Poking a bit at Lily as her cheeks practically glowed a dark red. She nodded slowly as Lily explained. “Panicking under here is acceptable. Now, who kissed who first?”

Lily laughed and turned to hide her face from Mary’s poking. “I kissed him first,” She admitted, peeking back out and bracing herself from whatever explosive reaction might occur. Lily wouldn’t even blame Mary if she laughed, the other girl had always been convinced this was a long time coming, and perhaps it was.