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In the trbty universe, Lily would eight thousand percent buy these pj bottoms for James

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i might actually explode from the stress of buying a house during an election week while my kids are sick and oh yeah managing to complete a couple of work projects.

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Summary:

It's magic, some say. A magic borne from the cosmos, carried through the night on a falling star. Though all have a chance at it, not all will experience it. Only the lucky few who are destined to meet their soulmate. It's all nonsense, Lily Evans thinks. And then the symphony starts. (Or: When you meet your soulmate and they tell you their name, an orchestra starts playing in your head.)

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Summary:

It's magic, some say. A magic borne from the cosmos, carried through the night on a falling star. Though all have a chance at it, not all will experience it. Only the lucky few who are destined to meet their soulmate. It's all nonsense, Lily Evans thinks. And then the symphony starts. (Or: When you meet your soulmate and they tell you their name, an orchestra starts playing in your head.)

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Lily Evans is only in Chapter 28 of OOTP for approximately two pages but in that time frame James Potter manages to say ‘Evans’ seven times because he is an Absolute Disaster at playing it cool

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I was scrolling by and saw the icon first, then the name and what a surprise to find you're back! For however long you wish to be here, I'm just glad that you are around and hopefully (primarily!) feeling better too. You're such an integral and cherished part of this community 💗, regardless of if you want to write more or not, and have already given us so much that I only hope you do feel all love going your way.

Here's a big welcome back hug, and know your place has stayed -and will always stay - intact in our Jily hearts.

Another incredibly sweet message I've decided to read forty-five thousand times before replying. Thank you so much. ❤️❤️❤️ I am feeling a lot better :')

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Love youuuuu

PETALSSSS

love you too <33333

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if anyone deserved a smutty post fic epilogue it was attss lily

rereading "and then the symphony starts"...this might have my favorite intro of anything I've written. love little lily and her thought process surrounding love and soulmates. it was so fun to start her on this journey so young knowing what was in store for her

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rereading "and then the symphony starts"...this might have my favorite intro of anything I've written. love little lily and her thought process surrounding love and soulmates. it was so fun to start her on this journey so young knowing what was in store for her

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rereading "and then the symphony starts"...this might have my favorite intro of anything I've written. love little lily and her thought process surrounding love and soulmates. it was so fun to start her on this journey so young knowing what was in store for her

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rereading "and then the symphony starts"...this might have my favorite intro of anything I've written. love little lily and her thought process surrounding love and soulmates. it was so fun to start her on this journey so young knowing what was in store for her

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digging through files on my computer and i'd completely forgotten that i started writing another memory loss fic a few months back. truly unhinged behavior

Certainly the boys have grieved the James they grew up with, and certainly Sirius has suffered in a way she cannot fathom. But he has not lost everything. Not like she has. James is already back in the folds of their little group; they are friends even without the memories. She, on the other hand… she has lost not only the James she knows, the James who knows her, but the love between them. A couple of photographs and a night reminiscing over adolescent hijinks might create a new bond of friendship, but it cannot restore love. Not a love like theirs.

Their love was cultivated over time. Grown like a plant in one of Hogwarts’ greenhouses. Kindled like a fire in the Gryffindor common room.

Their love was her place of refuge, her greatest strength, her home when she felt unwelcome everywhere else.

Now all she has is broken glass and splintered wood and somehow she has to use it to build a new home. Being around him only reminds her of the beautiful place she once had.

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my new philosophy for fandom is to scroll past terrible takes instead of commenting on them

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people love an ETL story, but im all in on begrudging respect turned to admiration rivals to lovers. like that tireless ambition remains but there's the evolution of simply, unapologetically competing to growing fond of the other person and frankly it's delicious

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have a pretty uneventful weekend planned, might try to write something tonight! any good prompt lists floating around?

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tbh there's no need to reread since I remember all my fav parts of this story so clearly... lily's second-hand books, the 70s bday party, speed dating, the aquarium date, that first kiss, which might be my favorite first kiss...

remember zoo vet james? loved him

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Jilytober Day 18

Prompt: Neighbors

Lily carefully pulled the cherry pie from the oven, the rich, fruity aroma filling the kitchen. She smiled to herself, satisfied that her mum’s recipe had worked its usual magic (well it wasn’t really magic but it was probably the closest thing a muggle could manage). As she set the pie down to cool, James leaned casually against the doorframe, arms crossed and a familiar glint in his eyes.

“You know,” he began, “only old people bring welcome baskets to the neighbors. Isn’t it supposed to be the other way around, anway? We just moved here—we should be the ones receiving baked goods.”

Lily rolled her eyes, wiping her hands on a towel. “It’s just a nice thing to do, James. Thoughtful, even.”

“Yeah, yeah,” James smirked. “But still—cherry pie?”

“You love cherry pie!”

“Then why don’t you offer me a slice?”

Lily ignored James’ teasing as she carefully wrapped the pie and made her way to the front doors to deliver the pie to their neighbor’s house. James trailed behind her, an amused grin on his face.

“I thought you said this whole thing was silly,” Lily said, glancing back at him. “So why are you following me?”

James flashed her a crooked grin. “I’d follow you anywhere, my love. That’s what being a good husband means.”

Lily couldn’t help but laugh as she knocked on the neighbor’s door. “Merlin, you’re insufferable.”

“True,” James agreed. “But you love me anyway.”

The door swung open to reveal an older woman with sharp eyes and a kind, yet weathered face.

James’ jaw dropped. "P-Professor Bagshot?"

Lily blinked in surprise at the name, but before she could react, James had launched into full fan mode. "It’s an honor to meet you," he gushed, stepping forward. "I’m James Potter and I made you this pie!" Without a second thought, he yanked the pie out of Lily’s hands and thrust it into the elderly historian’s grasp, all while Lily stifled her laughter beside him.

"Did you, now?" Professor Bathilda Bagshot raised an eyebrow, her wrinkled face breaking into an amused smile. "Well, thank you, Mr. Potter."

James was undeterred, starstruck. "You wouldn’t believe how much your book, A History of Magic, helped me and my friends with a certain… project," he babbled as she stepped aside to invite them in. "Honestly, it was crucial in our studies and extracurricular activities."

Lily chuckled quietly, giving James a nudge as they followed Professor Bagshot inside. "So now you’re a master pie baker, huh?," she whispered. "You going to leave me for your favorite textbook author?"

James ignored her, still babbling on about Bagshot’s works. "Do you still keep up with wizarding history? I mean, your insights on Goblin Wars were revolutionary! I’ve read your chapter on the 17th-century werewolf hunts at least three times. Do you know how many secret passageways there are in Hogwarts? You might be interested in my research."

"I can’t take him anywhere," Lily muttered to herself, smiling as Bagshot led them to her sitting room.