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mary-whoisleft‌:

Mary might have been anticipating that being the explanation behind all of this, but it still was a surprise when she heard the words come out of Lily’s mouth. A very, very happy surprise. A squeal escaped through her lips that she was sure must have been heard all the way down in the common room as she launched herself forward to throw her arms around her friend’s neck in excitement.

Lily! Lily! This is the best news ever.” And only partially because of what it meant for her own purposes. Mary’s allegiances were always going to be with her fellow Gryffindor girls first, but that didn’t change the fact that she was a fan of James even back when Lily was very much not so. For years, it was the one hold out that stopped them from having a unified gang, and now it was more of a unifying factor than anything.

But, selfishness aside, Mary also saw the smile spreading across Lily’s face. And, anything that could make her blush like that was a good thing in Mary’s book. “How long has this been happening? Is he the best boyfriend? Because I don’t care if it’s James, I’ll kick his arse if he’s being anything less than perfect.”

Lily could only chuckle at the reaction from Mary that the news elicited. Truthfully she expected nothing less from her when truth finally came to light. Mary and James had always been friends even with the issues Lily had raised with him over the years. If she did not say it, Mary was certainly thinking it...this was what she had been waiting for for ages.   

“I don’t know about the best, but I would consider it good news, yes.” Her laughter rolled throughout her words as Lily still took in the excitement on Mary’s face. The barrage of questions that followed was no surprise either. Lily wished it would be easier to answer them, and maybe she should have spent some time sorting out answers knowing they would come, but she would have to work through them in time.

“Well for a few months now I guess. Back when that awful rumour about us being together came out, which we weren’t at the time, we argued a bit over it and, well, I don’t know it just happened from there.” Lily smiled softly as she remembered the kiss she had planted on him. “I guess you could argue we’ve both felt that way much longer though. Been friends for much longer.” This thought too made her smile. “Of course he’s a good boyfriend. You know that from how good a friend he is.”

overdue || mary & lily

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mary-whoisleft‌:

Well, it seemed that even the possible closure of the school looming over the castle wasn’t enough to stop the train that was NEWTs. Mary grumbled a little to herself as she closed one book only to pull open another in the never-ending pile of schoolwork she had to get through before classes tomorrow. Then again, at least the work gave her an excuse to lock herself up in her room and focus on anything other than the bullshit happening these days. Even physical properties of conjuration were better than that.

The dorm room opened and Mary didn’t look up from her books as she said, “Hey, Mar. have you done any of this yet? Because I’m entirely lost-”

Her words were cut off when she saw something out of the corner of her eyes. Something red. Her head shot up so fast her neck was in danger of snapping, but who cared about that because Lily was back!

“LILY!” Mary threw her books off the bed and Nutmeg, frightened by the sudden movement, quickly followed with a disgruntled meow. She was across the room in a flash, throwing her arms around her roommate. “You don’t know how happy I am to see you. I could cry. Am I crying right now? I can’t tell. Who cares? How are you, are you okay?”

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It had only been a week since Lily had been in the castle, but as she was escorted through the hallways and back to her dorm, the walls felt unfamiliar and miles away. Perhaps McGonagall sensed this as she silently strode by Lily’s side. Lily would have put up more of a protest had it been anybody else accompanying her return, but there was comfort in that nobody would approach her with Minerva in tow.

Fortunately Lily was right, as the few students they passed quickly rushed by with one glance from the Professor. They made it the entire way from the Headmaster’s office to the Fat Lady before either spoke a word. McGonagall broke the silence. “If you need anything, you know where to find me.” With a heavy pause, she continued. “And please do, Evans, I mean it.” With a gentle nod to each other, Lily quietly slipped inside Gryffindor tower.

Passing the few lingering students, Lily headed straight for the place she called home in this castle, where she hoped her distant feeling would fade. Oh how lucky she was a certain friend was there to great her. 

The moment her name echoed through the room, Lily dropped her bag to the floor, arms widespread so that she could wrap Mary in equal fervor when they’re bodies collided. “If you aren’t, I am.” Lily responded with a sob in her voice, feeling the hot tears roll down in her face. Tears which she had been holding back so desperately. “I’m okay. I’m really okay. Are you okay?”

reunited // lily & mary

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female awesome meme: [2/10] female dynamics

lily and petunia evans (harry potter series) "Oh, she got a letter just like that and disappeared off to that… that school — and came home every holiday with her pockets full of frog-spawn, turning tea-cups into rats. I was the only one who saw her for what she was… a freak! But for my mother and father, oh no, it was Lily this and Lily that, they were proud of having a witch in the family!“

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mary-whoisleft‌:

It was clear from the look on Mary’s face that she was scrambling to put the pieces together, like Lily had handed her all of the clues and asked her to solve the puzzle. Even if some might be fooled into thinking she was making brilliant deductions, though, her thought process resembled something more like: Lily… and James… Lily? And James???

“Okay, back up. You and James were at his house? Were you alone?” As far as she knew, there had been no party going on at the Potter house that night. If there had, she would have much sooner been there than at some stuffy Ministry event. So, had that been their plan? To ring in the New Years just the two of them? Mary was inching closer to the truth but still needed some help taking the last few jumps to get there.

“Lily Evans, in the name of Godric Gryffindor, I’m going to need you to tell me what is going on right now. Because if I didn’t know any better, I would think you’re telling me that there is something going on between you and Potter. Something a little bit more than talking rounds schedules, so don’t try to tell me that is how you guys were spending your time when the clock struck midnight.”

A soft chuckle purred on Lily’s lip at the question, knowing the very point had been something that had shocked Lily for a different reason. “When we weren’t with his parents, yeah we were alone.” Any hesitation she once had concerning meeting James’s parents, mostly related to how soon it would be after the start of their relationship, had dissipated moments after meeting them. With Fleamont in his current state, she was glad she had.

“Maybe we just love patrolling dark halls at midnight and it’s simply become a habit.” Lily teased in return, the smirk breaking into a smile on her face as the full truth was essentially out in the world, even if Mary hadn’t quite asked or Lily had yet to say it.

Without any more hesitation the words practically burst from Lily’s lips. “We’re dating!” she nearly shouted out, garnering a few looks from people around them but none of whom seemed to care as they went back to their day. “James and I are dating.” This time she whispered, imbuing the secrecy back into the moment. “So yes, that would be the reason why we spent New Years’ Eve today.”

overdue || mary & lily

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ENDLESS GIFS OF BRIANNA RANDALL FRASER: season 4 episode 10

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benjy-whoisleft‌:

It was a pretty common state for Benjy to be on a completely different page than those around him. He launched into conversations forgetting to provide the bare minimum amount of context for what was going on in his head, and it only got worse when he was frantic. This certainly qualified, and it was only when she outright asked that he even thought to cover it.

“Right,” Benjy said. “I don’t know why I thought you’d know about that, sorry.” He pushed a hand back through his hair, less embarrassed about what he had been up to than what happened after.

“I don’t know if you saw in the Prophet last week that Tara Norwood is floating the idea that muggleborns shouldn’t be allowed to tell their families about magic. It’s not the first time, but she really gets to me, and well, I heard about a protest at her home and decided to go.” Benjy shrugged, tucking his hands in his pocket and not looking directly at her for a few seconds. 

“Not a big deal on its own—I mean, sneaking off to London isn’t great, but the reason this is so bad is I kinda got arrested,” Benjy explained, taking the roundabout way to that like it made it better. “Trespassing and refusal to disperse. It wasn’t fun.” He leaned forward on his toes. “Mind if we walk? I know I’m with you, but if an unforgiving professor wanders through… Anyway, I can’t leave grounds, break curfew, anything of the sort. Off to a strong start, as you can see.”

Lily instantly shook her head, quick to assure Benjy he had not been out of place. “No, I think that’s something a Head Girl should know, that’s a good assumption.” With everything that had been going on around the castle, other matters were likely more pressing in the meets she had with Professors and the Headmaster.

At the mention of Tara Norwood, Lily tried her best not to roll her eyes, but some look of annoyance certainly crept onto her face. There was no limit to the biased opinion based mockery of reporting that Tara put out into the world. As a muggle born, Lily was quick to relate. 

The usually instantly consoling Lily was silent now instead of a quick response, spurred back into action again only once Benjy insist they move. She hadn’t expected his story to throw her into deeper thought and it caught Lily off guard. “Of course, of course,” she nodded, heading off in the direction of Ravenclaw’s tower.

“I can see why maybe they didn’t tell me. An arrest is a rare situation, but the charges are ridiculous. At least in my opinion.” Lily felt as if the fact they had similar opinions meant hers did need to be shared, and it maybe it was a bit obvious, but it always helped. “Were there a lot of people there with you? At the protest?” Her interest was clearly sparked.

stairwells and slip ups || lily & benjy

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sebastian-whoisleft‌:

Sebastian found himself in the waiting room of the hospital with no clue how he’d gotten there and no clue where to go next.

Technically, that wasn’t true. Sebastian could remember the day, remember the attack on the village. He could remember the collective sucking in of air as a Death Eater was unmasked – as his father was unmasked – in front of a crowd of hundreds. He could remember apparating away, too, feeling heavier and lighter all at the same time. Trapped but with one less infected limb; deeply mournful. He wondered if he was supposed to be crying, or tearing his hair out or something. He wondered if he was supposed to be more worried, more distraught, more something. He wondered how Lily Evans was doing.

Sebastian knew exactly how he’d gotten to the hospital. What still vexed him was how he’d gotten to this point in his life. How he’d gotten here, the intangible, metaphorical here that had an iron-handed grip on him even after his father’s had slipped away.

It was difficult, acting surprised when he “first” heard the news about his father. It was even more difficult now that he was in the hospital. Ostensibly, he’d been invited to visit Asher. Even more likely, it would be his last chance to visit with his father before whatever farce of a trial the Ministry would push through.

Then, Sebastian thought about the Dark Mark burned into his arm. He thought about how his father had seen it and, for the first time in a very long time, told Sebastian how proud he was of him. They were keeping his father in a guarded room on the second floor. Turning away from the lifts, Sebastian made his way instead to another guarded wing; the room where he knew they were checking Hogwarts’s Head Girl for any sign of injury.

The corridor was crowded with guards and worried onlookers and more than one professor, just as Sebastian had suspected. The problem with too many guards – he’d learned this in spades during his short life of crime – was that they all assumed it would be someone else’s job to do the actual guarding. Especially when they were all in a panic. And especially when there was the choice between watching to make sure a prisoner didn’t escape and watching to make sure a perfectly lovely teenaged girl didn’t need a refill on her tea.

Every guard who had it in him to be a hero would be watching, waiting for the dangerous man to try and break free of his chains. Nobody stopped Sebastian, smiling pleasantly and keeping to himself, as he wound his way through the thickest part of the crowd. By the time he made it to Lily’s hospital room door – closed – he was unworried about getting stopped. The only person left to do so would be Professor McGongall, or maybe Lily’s muggle parents. People he’d gotten along with just fine and had no reason to suspect anything of him other than the very glaring flaw in his genetics that had been tackled by a dozen aurors.

Sebastian pushed a hand through his hair before he rapped his knuckles against the door and, not waiting for an answer, eased it open. He didn’t have to work had to look a little sad, a little confused, a lot concerned. There was a reason he wasn’t worried about the guards; he very genuinely was not here to cause harm. 

“Holy shit,” was what he said instead of hello. His voice sounded hollow, as it usually did after a mission. This time, he had to assume it worked in his favor. “Are you okay?”

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Time was swallowing the world around her, making a mockery of the minutes as they passed. Try as she might, Lily could not hold fast to a moment, tumbling along from one to the next unable to settle. Surprisingly it had not been the quick onset of false night which had set her off down the spiral, as she had been unusually calm in the face of chaos. Duty bound, her path to protecting the students had been clear, not a moment of hesitation as she lead the charge from the castle to assumed safety.

It had been the tight grip on her arm that yanked Lily into the gyre of chaos, engulfing her in her own helpfulness, drowning her in the world’s depravity. As quickly as the call to action had filled Lily with fight, Asher Nott tried to see to it that it was drained. 

Despite the potions they had pumped into her system, Lily was just as tense here in St. Mungo’s as she had been attempting to resist the strong grasp of Asher’s hand. Her body would not give up the fight, although her mind still struggled to make sense of the situation. Time was what the healers prescribed, time healed everything.

Although she would never admit to it, Lily had always liked all eyes on her, proving to the wizarding world she belonged, showing just how magical she could be. But thrust into the center of attention, she had not been the girl to marvel at, only one to pity.

Time could never scrub away that feeling. It would cling to every part of her, a reminder to why she could not stop fighting, of why should could not fail again. To be better the next time, so there would be no next time. It pulsed through her mind, a mantra, disrupted only by the creak of a door.

Where her instincts had failed her before, they overcompensated now. At the mere glimpse of his jaw and the cadence in his voice that so embodied the one that had boomed loudly in her ear, life came back into Lily’s body. With the flick of her wrist, a body bind curse shot forth from her wand before Lily could see it was not the Nott who had so badly bruised her that day, but she hardly cared once noticing.

“Who the hell let you in here?” There was no room in her voice for the kindness she usually reserved for Sebastian Nott. At this moment, it felt as if there was little room left in the world for it at all. 

the sins of thy father // sebastian & lily

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benjy-whoisleft‌:

Benjy nodded at her reassurance, taking it as permission to take a couple leveling breaths. He wasn’t out of the woods by any means, he was certain of that, but it was a relief to see someone that he might have a chance with. He didn’t dare wait longer than those few seconds, though; the last thing he needed was to turn tides again by waiting to long and seem like he was taking it for granted.

“Yeah,” he said. He checked behind him in turn, worried for a second that she might have seen something before putting it together. “I’m not running from someone. This time.” He cracked a small grin knowing it had been the case a couple times. 

“I, well… I sort of have an in school suspension,” Benjy answered properly. Even saying the words gave him a spike of anxiety that caused the falsely calm exterior to drop away again. That lasted seconds. “So a detention—God, it would sink me, Lily. The full terms weren’t laid out—I think Flitwick was a little on my side, had a bit too much faith—so could be sent home, definitely no class almost until NEWTs start.” The words were coming faster with urgency. He forced himself to take another breath; he muttered to himself “Slow down.”

“I was in the library. I lost track of time, really, and then the stairs moved. It was an honest mistake, so please don’t make me deal with that.”

Seeing as Benjy had picked up on her concerns, Lily gave a soft chuckle and let the tension in her body dissipate. Had there been somebody coming, she would have been ready just as she had been when she was alone on her patrol. Comfortable in the company, she could allow a bit of ease into her demeanor.

This wasn’t the first scattered, pieced together excuse for missing curfew that Lily had heard. But after hearing dozens and dozens, she had become quite good at knowing which were poorly woven together lies, and which were panicked truths. 

It helped knowing Benjy of course, but as he divulged his truth, it was surprising to hear. Lily would have taken lost time and a faulty staircase as a good enough reason from somebody like him on a night like this, but hearing of the in school suspension had her brows arching.

“Benjy, don’t worry, I understand. We’ve all been there, I believe you that it was an honest mistake.” And although that issue might have been resolved for Lily, it was not the end of the conversation. “But an in school suspension?” Lily had not been told about this yet. Perhaps above her pay grade, so to say. “What happened?”

stairwells and slip ups || lily & benjy

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benjy-whoisleft‌:

No, no, no.

Benjy grabbed the rail just as the stairs started changing, but he was unconcerned about tumbling down them. That might actually help his case. With the seconds ticking away until curfew, no one could be sure when he fell—and that would be insane. Unless… It would garner some sympathy, but nope. No way. He had to derail that track right now and try to carefully navigate his way up moving stairs because what had, moments ago, been the fastest way from the library to Ravenclaw Tower had quickly turned into the slowest.

The instant they were stable under his feet again, he took off running. He knew it had been a chance, one of the middle routes might have narrowly gotten him there, but he had genuinely lost track of time studying. It was easy when he wasn’t used to marking it because the biggest threat was a detention that he’d take with mild irritation. The stakes changed when he could be suspended, and as well as he knew that, he was just as aware that he had to shift from hoping he’d make it in time to hoping he didn’t see anyone.

He reached the fifth floor on the complete opposite side of the castle he needed to be on, out of breath and pausing for only an instant to curse his lack of desire to do any form of cardio in seven years before he was running again. Amazingly, willing his footsteps to be silent didn’t do anything against the echo, but he couldn’t imagine anyone would be motivated enough to chase him. If he didn’t tell himself that, this would easily escalate to a full-blown panic.

None of it mattered when he turned, halfway there now, and saw Lily. There was no avoiding it, he was approaching her straight on, and he froze in his tracks.

“Lily,” he said, already needing to take another breath. “Please. I—I can’t get detention.” He propped an arm up against the wall and took a couple deep breaths. “I know—it’s past curfew. But the staircases—” He shook his head, not bothering to hide the outright desperation. “Please.” 

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The occurrence of Lily’s after hour rounds were becoming impressively badly timed. As the obligations piled up, Lily’s meticulous planning began to lack its usual thoroughness. With back to back exams at the end of the week, she felt far more inclined to be studying right now than milling around the halls looking for misbehavers, but she had brought this on herself. How often did she actually find people on these anyway? 

If she ever did stumble on somebody who hadn’t had the good sense to stay a little better hidden, she never felt stellar after writing them up. It was usually somebody who was caught up studying too late, or a besotted couple too enthralled in each other’s company to take note of anybody else around them. No true harm done.

Still Lily walked the halls with caution, knowing that these walls did not harness the same safety she once relied on them to. Although it was lowered, her wand was out at the ready, fingers expertly twisted around it so that with a flick of the wrist she would be protected. 

Lily had learned her lesson about being a little too quick with the wand. James in his usual playful nature had chosen to sneak up on Lily a few weeks back in rounds. At the receiving end of a stinging curse, James had learned not to do that again. Lily had learned to not be so quick with doling out retaliation. 

Lucky for Benjy that she had. Turn around the corner at full speed, the sight definitely took the Head Girl by surprise. Only a second of reflection had Lily seeing the friend instead of a foe. One with a distraught look on his face and panting so heavy she looked behind him to see what he had been running from. Against time it seemed.

“It’s okay Benjy, you’re fine. Clearly you’re trying to get back to the dorms. Or at least I will assume that’s why you’re sprinting around.” Look his face over, Lily furrowed her brow. “Is everything okay?”

stairwells and slip ups || lily & benjy

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mary-whoisleft‌:

You know you’re killing me, right? These cryptic messages, leaving me wondering! Do you want your best friend to DIE, Evans?

I can’t believe you haven’t given me all the details on your little patrol-times. I can’t believe I haven’t been badgering you about them! It wasn’t even on my radar. Have I lost my touch? Is this what it feels like to be past your prime and unable to tell if you’re friends are getting boned down good after hours in the corridors?

I think I’m being very straight forward here, Mar. I could never be the one to kill you, it would break my heart. 

Boned down? Good Merlin I wouldn’t go that far. Nor would I scribe out for posterity what I may or may not be doing on my very above board rounds. I am simply doing my job, making sure the school is safe with my companion, the Head Boy, and that people aren’t wandering where they shouldn’t be. Like the library, or the astronomy tower, some of the broom cupboards,  the prefect bathroom....

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sirius-whoisleft‌:

“Kind of,” said Sirius, flashing a wolfish grin in her direction. He did lower his wand, though. The beam of light pointed at the floor for a few paces and, when he grew bored of that, extinguished itself entirely. He settled for running a thumb along the familiar wood instead, timing each stroke of his finger against the even footfall that echoed around him and Lily as they made their way. “It’d be good practice for the Defense NEWT. And the entire rest of my life, which will be spent continuing to risk my own skin to take the piss.” 

Sirius had the good sense to keep his laughter low. “That is interesting,” he admitted, feigning some deep thought. “Quite the coincidence that all the vandals and rouges stopped their carousing just as you began to realize how funny we are.” 

At that, Sirius shot Lily a more sincere grin. Something lopsided and fond, the kind he’d previously hoarded as something precious before he began to trust that he wouldn’t run out.

“So…” he broached, in quite a poor attempt to seem casual. His hands anchored into his pockets, wand stowing away with them. Sirius paused because he could not find the right words, but forged ahead without them when the stretch became too much to bear. “Did you see the thing in the paper, about the bank?” 

“Right, I forget how desperately masochistic you are.” Lily jested with a waggle of her brow and a smirk, eyes clenched shut against the bright light. The jeering had never entirely left the banter between her and Sirius, it had only matured with their growing understanding of one another. It was in those quips they found comfort in one another, balancing out the growing heaviness that was accumulating in their lives. “So practice you’ll happen to quite enjoy.”

Even with the shake of her head, a soft small lingered on her lips. The comfortable sort that came from an easy place of contentment.  “Now when did I say funny? I still don’t think any of you are funny. It was even a stretch for me to suggest you might be normal.”

As they ambled through the halls and conversation, it was inevitable that all their wandering would bring them to one topic that would shift the easiness of their banter to the business of their future. Despite wanting to joke about Sirius actually reading the Prophet, the time for a joke had passed.

“Two people.” There wasn’t more that needed to be said. The weight of the words could be felt as Lily’s walk slowed.

late and later // sirius & lily

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mary-whoisleft‌:

Lily! Evans! What are you trying to say here?? I hope you know what it sounds like you are saying.

Now, I know you. You are one of my best friends. So I would never believe the rumors this school likes to spread. After all, the HEAD BOY and the HEAD GIRL wouldn’t dare do anything improper in this castle that you are tasked to protect. No, no, I would never believe it.

I say what I mean, and I mean what I say. Except going back to life as a muggle, couldn’t ever do that.

My history would suggest that I don’t break rules, as you very well know. But you know I’ve also never been one to chase down rumors, I tend to just let them run wild and then fizzle out. I’m fine letting others going on believing whatever they please. Meanwhile, I’ll be having a great time on patrol.

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Lily had patrolled the castle all by her lonesome many times before. Since James had become her boyfriend, or before that her partner and friend, the frequency of the quiet strolls had significantly decreased. What once was a peaceful stroll had first been filled with banter, then deep conversation, then made silent again by the snog they snuck in here and there.

With James’s great wisdom to leave course work to the last minute, Lily had been planning to return to her days of quiet patrolling once more. She had actually been looking forward to some time to be alone with her thoughts. It seemed Sirius had other plans however.

Annoyed at first, then admittedly fond of the company, Lily let Sirius do most of the talking, always able to enjoy the rambling he was so deftly capable of. His company had the same easiness to it as a quiet stroll, just as comfortable. That was until she found herself nearly blinded.

“Oi, quit being a tosser and lower your wand. D’you want me to hex you?” She settled for a shove at his side instead now that it was in reach next to her.

Settling in to an easy pace by his side, the laughter smoothing out over her face, Lily continued to guide the way with her own light.

“You know, when you lot stopped being a pain in my arse and started being normal people, crime rates started to decrease. It was a miracle. Truly.” But of course age had changed them all in different ways.

late and later // sirius & lily

Sirius stepped loudly through the corridors, taking no mind that the castle was dark, post-curfew and deserted. After all, he was in good company. The red hair and wandlight of Hogwarts’ very own Head Girl swished about in front of him. Sirius followed close on Lily’s heels, talking about nothing and enjoying her company.  

If one were to go back in time and tell a petulant, first year Sirius that he’d be roaming the castle after dark with Lily Evans, he could only have assumed that it was because she caught him breaking the rules and was marching him off to an infamous McGonagall lecture. Not that he was fond enough to want this extra time with her; not that he was doing his best to hide the fact that he was worried for her safety when she patrolled alone, capable as she was; not that they were friends.

The proper sort, that would remain so after graduation and fit into the complicated tableau of people Sirius trusted.

Then again, if someone were to go back in time to tell first year Sirius anything? His friendship with Lily Evans wouldn’t be the most surprising thing on the list. Getting disowned was fairly major, as was his relationship with Remus. 

Or the fact that he’d been accepted – if Emma Vanity’s secondhand news could be believed – to Gringotts’s prestigious cursebreaking program. 

Sirius was trying to believe it, unworthy as he felt. If Emma wanted to torture him with lies that got his hopes up, he reckoned she’d want to do it to his face, not through his boyfriend.

He pulled his own wand out and cast a lumos – shining the beam of light directly at Lily’s face as he strolled up to match pace with her, purposefully obnoxious.

Lily had not welcomed him to patrol with her (in fact, she’d told him to leave and go to bed more than once tonight already) but Sirius refused to take that at face value.

“So,” he said, his voice tinted with hints of conspiracy. “Castle seems fairly devoid of criminal activity tonight. I won’t take too much credit for that, myself, but I think we both know I helped.”

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remus-whoisleft‌:

Remus laughs, silently under his breath, at the last bit; his hair is a mess from how many times he’s run his hand through it anxiously, and his foot is tapping on the ground. He takes more detailed notes and waits patiently until Binns has gone into a loop of repeating the same anecdote to return the parchment.

That’s because you’re his favorite, we all know that. Which I’m not teasing you about - its saved my arse about seven hundred times since we were eleven. 

I do need you to get the hang of it. We’re getting too close to NEWT crunch time to chance it, anyway. I have this recurring stress dream that he kicks me out of class permanently, like, two days before exams start. All for nothing. I’m getting panicky just thinking about it.

No I’m totally fine, obviously! Completely keeping it all together, as I usually am. 

Are you free any time this week? Can I bribe you into tutoring me for a bit on next week’s potions, maybe Thursday after class? I retain it so much better when Horace isn’t softly sighing, disappointed, over my shoulder the whole time.

As the lecture continues it becomes easier to write notes to Remus, instead of notes on the lecture, because Lily knows this won’t be on the NEWT exam, it’s just a Binns tangent, and listening has no longer become necessary.

I don’t know about favourite, but he knows I like his class and that goes a long way with him. You could show some interest too. 

Well I didn’t know you were feeling that stressed about it. Of course we can study together.  Notice I say study together, not tutor, because I also need the practice and you don’t give yourself enough credit. I’ll ask Slughorn for some ingredients to use after class. 

Well when I think Remus, I think composed and put together, so that makes SO much sense.

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mary-whoisleft‌:

Well then I must have never learned the original thing, because it’s all Greek to me. I’m about ready to just have them give me the damn tests now, ready or not.

You ever think maybe there isn’t actually a test. That the torture of preparing for it is the real test and if we don’t just lose our minds over it then we pass. Like some kind of big prank that everyone is in on. Like Santa.

Also, you need a little bit more arc to your throw. You’re dating a Chaser now, he should be able to give you some tips.

I think you would be more ready than you think you are. We both know how smart you are.

Merlin, could you imagine. The great secret in the world of wizards are that NEWTs are one big lie. All that headache and pain for nothing. I think I’d just go back to muggle life, I swear. 

Funny. You’re the one he gets to talk Quidditch with. We’re usually preoccupied with other things.

[lily-evans-wil]

She was a very pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes – her eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. Bright green – exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time.

[lily-evans-wil]

[Returned back to Mary, but with far less accuracy in the toss, thankfully helped to is finally destination by a laughing class mate]

At some point I think it’s all just iterations of the same thing, just a little different every time. Or I’m oversimplifying this so that my brain CAN process what they are teaching with the little space I have left in it.

[Scrawled on the corner of her parchment that had been torn off of her notes, thrown to Lily in the middle of class.]

So, at what point do they STOP teaching us so that we can actually study it all before NEWTs? I’m not sure how much more my brain can hold.

@lily-evans-wil