#based on devnotes and things he can say if you turn him down later or 'break up' / choose someone else

[what-is-it-to-be-pk-esque]

Took some screenshots with the freecam of my sorcerer tav Seraphina with Astarion in Act 1 cause they're adorable together

[severusdefender]

Scribbled this out for the Werewolf!Lily AU Thing, both a scene and devnotes

A/N: Haven’t posted this anywhere, but scribbled out a scene thing. Tried to strike a balance between normal amounts of teen self-centeredness and a little smidge of self-awareness but not enough to be too unrealistic? Maybe some unreliable narrator things (isn’t everyone technically an unreliable narrator?)

Untitled Werewolf!Lily AU Scribble: Sometimes Lily Evans stares up at the ceiling of her dorm not feeling like much of a Gryffindor.

She never tells anyone of these feelings of course, not even her friends; the teen gets up to pace the room, abandoning the open potions’ text and a half-written essay on her bed.

Why just this past afternoon she’d cancelled another after-hours’ meeting with Severus, citing some House busyness she couldn’t afford to miss, because what is she supposed to say really? ‘Hey, your so-called ‘well-bred’ arsehole friends probably want me dead or worse, can you not kiss up to them by parroting them, pretty please? Oh by the by, I can’t tell if you’re actually being serious when you parrot their beliefs? It scares me, would you stop?’

Lily should probably say that, she really should, but she doesn’t and she hasn’t; and Severus either hasn’t noticed or has and doesn’t care, and Lily wants to avoid thinking too hard about which of those options hurt the most.

…

All of a sudden, the room and its cheerfully-decorated walls feel too small.

Mary, Marlene and Ava weren’t in for the night yet, somewhat fortuitous that Lily hadn’t even gotten ready for bed yet, still clad in her day clothes she slips into her shoes and pockets her wand before slipping out for a walk that is sure to break curfew; passing through a largely empty Common Room into an equally-abandoned hallway.

A few lost points is better than stewing in her thoughts all night, sleepless and unable to move without waking her housemates.

Lily is going to fucking scream if she doesn’t find a window soon.

The redhead walks with a purpose, chest tightening and shoulders heavy, hands pressed hard in her robe pockets, before finally turning a corner to a hallway with a wall that was nothing but big open windows, just as a familiar head of dark hair and secondhand robes turn the far corner.

Severus.

A strange mixture of relief, apprehension and guilt bubbles in Lily’s throat before she notices a strange glinting on the floor near an alcove opposite to the windows; she approaches it quickly before realizing what it is.

It was a knife.

Neatly folded into its shiny but nicked handle, glinting softly in the light of a quickly-setting sun, it wasn’t a secondhand knife for potions’ ingredient prep, no, but a switchblade the girl remembers well and fondly; stolen from an older boy back in Cokeworth. The day had been cloudy; Lily had eaten sausages for breakfast; Sev had been wearing a grey shirt, not the one with bloodstains but the one with inky oil stains on it.

‘Sev must’ve dropped it.’

Images of her friend’s bruised face, her scuffed shoes and their bloodied knuckles flit through her thoughts, the nostalgic ring of victorious laughter while huddled in an old library. The knife had been like a trophy, Severus had kept it with him from then on.

���It’s something we won together, o’ course ‘m gonna keep it.”

Lily’s mouth twists pensively, and her heart races, and thinks that she could still catch up with Severus if she ran. They still haven’t talked about it, and she’d be a liar if she said she hadn’t missed him and doing things together, but his friends were swotty, arsehole, Death Eater-wannabes to be polite.

That wasn’t polite but Lily doesn’t care.

But best friends are supposed to talk to each other, tell and keep each other’s secrets, not avoid each other and hope the problem goes away. The knife disappears into her skirt pocket, and Lily jogs to catch up.

This was going to be the end of their friendship, huh? Years and years of little magicks and giggled secrets, surprise family dinner buffers, magic projects over the weekends or afterhours, it was all going to end tonight, right? Not with a bang, but a whimper?

…

Lily can’t believe she’d already forgotten how unfairly quick Severus’ lanky beanpole legs made him. She always would just barely manage to catch sight of him too far ahead, and the lump in her throat always catching before she could call out. And soon she’s outside, having followed him down some stairs and only caught up enough to see him disappear into the rooty base of the Whomping Willow.

This couldn’t be end of them.

Lily stops, apprehensive to approach the temperamental tree and then there’s a bit of shame, is it always going to be like this? Always stopping and never as brave as she’d like? The grass swishes quietly beneath her sneakers, switchblade burning a hole in her pocket, as a girl of fifteen approaches the open entrance her still-friend had disappeared into as the willow’s branches sway almost-serenely.

The teen remembers hopped tracks and gates, running afoul of miscreants and grownups both, and shared meals and library books. She and Sev have history, that has to mean something in the end, doesn’t it?

The tunnel entrance was small its darkness thick and earthy, and Lily hates it immediately even as her lit wand only wards off a tiny portion of said darkness. She plods forward, ignoring the slight constriction of her chest and feeling braver than she’d been a few minutes ago.

So Lily plunges into the dark of the passage, barely noticing the last of the sunlight completely disappear from behind the foreboding line of the Forbidden Forest; she has a knife to return.

OOOOO

NOTETHINGS:  So I haven’t written anything else but this was the scribble that came the easiest to me at the hour of our lord 3am. Also Lily’s is claustrophobic if you couldn’t tell (remember some old asks about the cupboard punishment coming from somewhere thing, I dug it back out for some juicy angst). Basically I needed an introspective scene and then this thing happened. What’s supposed to follow would be a POV switch to Severus. 

I haven’t quite choreographed the action scene too much but it’s supposed to go something like: Severus runs facefirst into Werewolf!Remus and Werewolf!Remus lunges but Sev falls but is prone, Lily bursts in with a spell to Werewolf!Remus’ face and he goes after her instead. Another spell from Lily, but Werewolves are pretty spell resistant so he charges her and chomps on her shoulder and neck (since werewolf heads, even unhealthy teen ones, I hc are p large) lifting her up about to shake (which according to me, would’ve broken her neck and killed her). Remus is currently in the middle of crushing her wand arm’s shoulder, so her wand’s dropped, and she can’t move it anyways. Using her good arm, she takes out Severus’ knife (the one she’d been wanting to return), and stabs Werewolf!Remus in the face (no he doesn’t die), and so he drops her.

This all happens in the span of like, less than ten seconds, generously?

Sev is finally unfrozen and casts quickly somehow blasting Werewolf!Remus back and trying to get to Lily’s side trying to drag her up to run back through the tunnel. But trying to do so with another person and scared as hell is harder than it looks, bc before long Werewolf!Remus is back up and catches Lily by the leg, dragging her out from her lean on Severus, chomps said leg and shakes her by it, breaking it, before letting go and she goes flying in the opposite direction of the Whomping Willow <<->> Shrieking Shack passage exit, and suddenly Severus is faced with the decision between fleeing himself and going through Werewolf!Remus to get his mangled friend.

But of course, this is when Stag!James finally fucking arrives to Kool Aid Man Werewolf!Remus. Yes Severus didn’t have to make the choice right now, but it’s foreshadowing or something for later maybe, although technically he could go save himself now but the immediate threat is being distracted by a fucking deer. Severus has to grab a bleeding, half-mangled Lily and run tf away and to the infirmary, though after crossing the threshold into said Hospital Wing though, he stumbles and hits his head, thus knocking himself out. Yes he did the suboptimal thing by not using magic to levitate her because he was Panicking, which would be addressed in a (hopefully) future scene or something.

James is fine btw.

Thoughts? Percolating ideas?

It’s perfect. Their friendship is deteriorating, then Lily sees something that reminds her of Cokeworth and she follows Severus into the Whomping Willow. Holy shit the description of the attack sounds horrifying.