#lily x bellatrix

[whisperingn1ghts]

Toxic Yuri.... Save me

Reference below!!!

[uniquepoetrygardener]

@marauders-rarepair-fics //prompt: pool (July 16) // ship: Bellatrix x Lily //word count: 814 // cw: murder (it's off screen, but still)

Lily swings her legs in the pool. She can't see her feet properly; it's too dark outside despite the fact that it's the middle of July. She thinks about going to swim. Doesn't have the energy right now.

She feels it when she approaches. Bellatrix is quiet on her feet, but Lily is anticipating her, and so she notices it when Bellatrix appears. She makes her way over to Lily and sits down next to her like she does most nights. They sit in silence for a bit, the only sounds being their feet moving in the water.

"Why are you always here? It's the middle of the night," Lily finally has the courage to ask. They don't talk all that often, but Lily does love to hear Bellatrix's voice. Truth to be told, Bellatrix used to terrify her. She's still off-putting, to say the least, but by now Lily has stopped caring. At least she likes to think she has.

"I could ask the same from you," Bellatrix replies. Lily doesn't think she cares one way or another, but now that she's made the decision, she figures it would do no harm to just spit it out. Never mind that Bellatrix is practically a stranger to her, no matter how strangely connected to her Lily feels. If Lily says it out loud, maybe she'll be convinced it's real.

It's just Bellatrix, Lily can tell her. Sure, Bellatrix is scary and beautiful and there's something so off about her that should probably make warning bells blare inside her head. Sometimes she looks at Lily like she would like to eat her. Like she would like nothing more than to drink her blood and  chew on her flesh. Again, Lily thinks it should make her more unnerved than it does.

Sometimes Lily thinks she feels her presence during the day, even though they never see each other outside of these late nights at the pool. She might notice a shock of black hair in the corner of her eye, but every time she looks closer, it goes away.

"My husband is cheating on me," Lily tells her. They've been in this hotel for a month, but she has seen the glances James throws Sirius' brother's way when he thinks she isn't looking. She wasn't sure about it before today, but then she heard them, and now there's no doubt about it. Lily didn't exactly think that their marriage was going well, but at least she didn't cheat because of it.

"That sucks?" Bellatrix replies, seemingly a bit confused as to why that has anything to do with being in the pool. Still, even in the dim light, Lily can see something flicker across Bellatrix eyes, gone too soon for her to be able to decipher the meaning of. "You're going to leave him, right?"

"Yeah. Tomorrow, I think."

"Want me to murder him for you?" Bellatrix jokes. Or, well, Lily hopes she's joking, but she can't be a hundred percent sure that Bellatrix wouldn't do it. She has to remind herself that she doesn't actually know Bellatrix all that well. For some reason, Lily wouldn't put murder past her. That, once again, should be alarming in itself, but Lily can't seem to be anything but helplessly attracted to Bellatrix, not anymore. Maybe a small part of her wants her to do it, to kill someone for her. She buries the thought, ashamed of herself.

"I don't think that'll be necessary." Lily looks away. Desperate to change the topic, Lily glances at Bellatrix. "Wanna swim with me?" she looks up beneath her lashes. If James can fuck other people, then Lily might as well flirt a little.

***

The following night, Lily gets to the pool later than she usually does. Bellatrix is already there, sitting on the side of the pool like they always do. Something in the air has Lily feeling uncertain. Her gut tells her to turn away and go, the way it has not done since the first time she met Bellatrix.

She ignores the unsavory feeling in her stomach and starts going to Bellatrix. She'd been trying to find James the whole evening, planning to finally confront him. She was looking for him well into the night, and when she still had no idea where James was, she decided to just come here instead.

It's always Lily who's here first. Now, she walks towards Bellatrix, intending to tell her why she's so late. Before Lily can make it more than five steps forward, though, she's stopped short by what she sees. Her breath catches in her throat. Bellatrix turns to look at her, a manic grin on her lips, which confirms that what Lily sees floating in the water is definitely Bellatrix's doing.

Because there, right in the middle of the pool, is James' bleeding body, the water around him colored a deep, stark crimson.

[pixiedustandpetrichor]

for @sapphicmicrofics prompt: full moon

ship: Bellalily

ao3

The full moon hangs at the edge of the ocean, giving Lily just enough light to see as she scales the prison wall, wand between her teeth. At her side her patronus dances, the proud lioness, warding off the dementors that swarm the island.

See, the ministry is so worried about keeping people in that they don’t bother much with keeping them out.

She reaches the window.

Bellatrix lies sprawled across her narrow cot, striped with slivers of moonlight, looking every inch a fallen queen. Her smile is a shard, slicing across her lips in a mimicry of happiness.

“I thought I sensed your magic.” Her voice is dry and crackly; all autumn leaves.

“You think I’d let you rot here?”

Bella shrugs, but there’s a hint of relief in her silver gaze.

Lily draws runes on the wall with a careful, steady hand, not letting her patronus waver. There’s a tiny ledge here, and her toes grip it like a lifeline. She pushes her magic through the runes.

The wall shatters.

[torturedpoetskywalker]

HP Sapphic Microfics 2023

You love her so much that there's nothing she could do to make you stop loving her, not even betraying for the wrong side of the War. - Bellatrix Black/Lily Evans

wc: 153 | ao3 | hp sapphic microfics (@sapphicmicrofics): day 10, "It was worth it" | fandom: harry potter | rating: teen and up | tags: femslash, past relationship, exes, heavy angst, hurt no comfort, sad ending, betrayal, pov second person, pov lily evans, bellatrix black dies, minor james potter/lily evans, first wizard war with voldemort

[aesthetics-for-harry-potter]

4/5

Moodboard of Lily x Bellatrix.

Requested by: anon.

[lolo-gay]

One random day in the Great Hall

Bellatrix : The Noble House of Black will always be on top !

Remus : *spits out his pumpkin juice and starts laughing uncontrollably*

Sirius : *blush furiously while trying to get Remus to shut up bc everyone is looking at them*

James : *trying for his deer life (and failing) to understand what's so funny*

Lily : *smirks* *just smirks*

Pomfrey : I KNEW IT ! MY BOY'S THE TOP ! HA ! I TOLD YOU MINERVA ! MY BOY'S THE DOM !

Minnie : *gives her 5 galleons while looking visibly frustrated and glaring at Sirius*

Remus : *laughs even harder if it's possible*

Regulus : *trying to forget the horrible traumatic images that are forming in his head and silently crying*

[not-rab]

u know how narcissa doesn’t have a star-related name like the rest of the blacks

what if her middle name began with an e

so her initials would spell out neb like the nebula

[ihatehomework]

yall i miss jily😭😭😭 not like its gone but like the marauders used to be so happy sunshine gryffindor vibes. but also i feel like we collectively all forget how much james potter HATED slytherin. idk i also think that yes death eaters were humans BUT they also killed so many people like are we forgetting that barty crouch jr literally tortured alice and frank longbottom he is at fault for neville growing up without his parents😭 i genuinely think that people forget that evan, barty etc. actually killed people and killed people who were probably friends with the marauders. ik that everyone deserves a second chance but seriously???? do you actually think that the rosiers were good people and didn't hate and discriminate against muggleborns??? NOT EVERYONE HAS A TRAGIC BACKSTORY IDK SOME OF THEM ARE JUST EVIL. the way everyone defends evan rosier (love his character but i have beef with the way he gets away with being a death eater later on) but snape, who i absolutely detest, hate and think should have died earlier, who also actually did something that was not evil in his lifetime, is the most hated marauders character like????? and the black sisters???? yes love a complex female character but are we seriously trying to redeem bellatrix? do we not remember WHAT SHE SCARED ON HERMIONE LIKE WHAT. and love the newer marauders fandom but everyones so emo and depressed this is supposed to be FUN. also the characters feel so ooc. everytime i see casanova remus lupin im like 'huh thats supposed to be sirius and james???' love remus but my boy aint rizzing anyone up hes a shy af introvert. and jegulus is so cute but remember that james is #no.1slytherinhater and he was absolutely smitten with lily evans FROM THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL. REMEMBER WHEN JILY WAS THE BACKBONE OF THE MARAUDERS? like they ate fr. this became a whole ass paragraph damn i did not know i had so much to say about this. i can lowkey already sniff the comments or thoughts saying 'oh let us have our fun its just a story' im not stopping you this is just my opinion. 'oh none of this is actually proven' please give me a break😭🙏 like most of the source material goes against the fandoms perception of the marauders. 'fuck jkr we'll do what we want' youve basically just made 10 million ocs and give them names of characters like im eating up all the marauders content but genuinely can we go back to the happier times??

[cressthebest]

i kinda thought everyone was exaggerating with the statement that the women/sapphic ships in the marauders fandom are ignored. and like, i just thought it was a lack of content, not lack of liking it. but i have noticed at stark difference between the interaction i get on my jegulus posts vs my sapphic posts. like, it’s almost quadrupled for jegulus

absolutely zero hate towards jegulus, i’m a huge fan of them. that’s 90% of my blog. this is just a post about how i wish the women were talked about more

[sobbingstars]

MARAUDERS SHIPS THAT DONT GET ENOUGH ATTENTION!!!

Dorlene (Dorcas Meadows x Marlene McKinnon) (I love that they’re gaining popularity)

Marily or Marylily (Mary Macdonald x Lily Evans) (I need more fics of them co-parenting with Jegulus PLEASE)

Quillkiller (Rita Skeeter x Bellatrix Lestrange) (so funny to me that the marauders fandom saw the lying reporter lady and the psychotic killer cousin of Sirius black and said “hmmm… they would make a sick wlw couple” and they were right)

Nobleflower (Alice Fortescue x Narcissa Black) (I also think it’s really funny that we took Neville’s mother who was meantally wrecked and paired her with her abusers (???) sister)

hmmmm… funny how they’re all wlw….

[mentallyillastrophelfreak]

would you read this type of crap? be honest.

In a world where corruption has spread in almost every country; wars ensued, rebellions formed, and children trained early to fight. But only two people had started this chaos. The world was split into two sides: The Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix; but most of the time, you didn’t get to choose what side you wanted; free will has been abused and peace is a mere memory that died in vain, so you must follow your family’s footsteps. Fight in a war with no questions asked. No ‘hows’ and ‘whys.’ You fight because it is the last purpose of humanity on this destroyed planet.

or

Regulus Black is going to start a revolution. Not on Riddle’s side. Not on Dumbledore’s side. He is going to bring both of them down. But he needs help.

Edited: Should I write it?

[pandoras-boxs-world]

Pandora "fell first" Rosier and Lily "fell harder" Evans.

Alice "fell first" Fortescue and Narcissa "fell harder" Black.

Marlene "fell first." Mckinnon and Dorcas "fell harder, " Meadows.

Rita "fell first" Skeeter and Bellatrix "fell harder" Black.

[bimoonphases]

@wolfstarmicrofic July 23 - prompt 23: Rescue [word count 798]

Sirius had learned to recognise every single sound around him. He could hear the legions of rats plaguing Azkaban scurrying in the walls. They hadn’t come into his cell after the first night he had spent there, when the first rat to poke its head in the newcomer’s cell had ended up crushed in Padfoot’s jaw, paying for another rat. He could hear every sound traveling down the corridor. He could tell how many Dementors were by his cell by the swish of their coats alone. Sometimes a hysterical laughter echoed from who knew exactly where up to his cell. The first time he had heard it, Sirius had had to lean on the wall and had immediately transformed into Padfoot again, curling up in the corner opposite the door. Now when he heard it it barely fazed him.

“Hello there, Bella. Still alive then,” he would murmur before resuming what he was doing which was usually trying to stare out of the small grated window above his cot.

Other sounds traveled to his cell, mainly screams or begging, and other times a voice talking. Sirius had taken quite some time to recognise the voice, despite having heard it often in the corridors at Hogwarts years before. Crouch Jr. The only person left for him to blame for Regulus’s death since Orion and Walburga had apparently died from the utter shock of having no heirs left after October 31st. And now he was stuck in a place where the other’s voice would drift through the door, sometimes arguing loudly, sometimes possibly reciting whole pages of books Sirius remembered having studied himself, sometimes laughing almost as hysterically as Bellatrix, sometimes repeating the same word over and over like the night before when Sirius hadn’t been able to sleep because the whole prison seemed to be filled with one word.

“Rose, rose, rose, rose, rose, rose, rose.”

Come dawn, Sirius hadn’t been able to know if he wanted to ask Crouch when he had become so interested in botanic or just strangle him.

So it was natural for him to hear an unusual sound as soon as it echoed somewhere. Footsteps. The Dementors only glided, and no one was ever allowed to visit Azkaban. It was a double sound, as if two people were walking in the corridors, their steps different. Sirius was about to move to the door to better listen when the footsteps stopped somewhere. A couple of seconds later, his door blew up in a flash of bright green light and smoke. Sirius coughed and tried to better look at the shape coming through the smoke. He blinked, feeling his heart skip a beat, then he was crushed by two arms.

“I’m so sorry I’m late, my love,” Remus’s voice whispered in his ear.

“Moony,” Sirius looked up at his boyfriend’s face. “I thought… I mean, they must have told you…”

“They packed you up without even a trial and sent Harry away somewhere just as fast. It was all too easy, I knew something was missing even if I don’t know what.”

“I swapped with Peter. He was Secret Keeper instead of me.”

As he watched the colour drain from Remus’s face, Sirius realised he had never been able to say that sentence out loud. Remus swallowed.

“Alright,” he managed to say. “We’ll deal with this as soon as we’re back on land.”

“How did you get in here?”

“I had help,” Remus motioned to the door.

The green smoke had almost cleared by now, and on the threshold stood a pretty blonde woman, her hands calmly crossed on her very pregnant belly.

“Pandora Lovegood,” she smiled at him. “You might remember me as Pandora Rosier back in school.”

Sirius just nodded. The Rosier twins, other people who had constantly been around Regulus. He remembered the Order meeting when Alastor Moody had proudly announced Evan Rosier had been killed in a run-in with the Aurors.

“She’s got a knack for explosives,” Remus said as if it was the most natural thing in the world, running around Azkaban with the sister of a Death Eater. “The smoke stuns the Dementors as well.”

“But not forever,” Pandora said. “Come on, I have another cell door to blow up before we can go, and I don’t want to be too long, my husband worries easily.”

“Which door?” Sirius asked as he followed Remus in the corridor, strewn with motionless Dementors.

“Barty Crouch Jr,” Remus said. “I had to agree to it to rescue you.”

“Crouch?” Sirius repeated. “But he’s been condemned to life here!”

“As were you,” Pandora smiled. “Besides, there’s something him and me have to tell you about your brother.”

“Regulus?” Sirius breathed.

“Come on,” Pandora started down the corridor. “We have an awful lot to do.”

[pixiedustandpetrichor]

for the @sapphicmarauding prompt, I am the shape you made me. Filth teaches filth.

Pairing: Bellalily

Word count: 250

ao3

“We did not raise you this way.” Cygnus spat, his jaw clenching with the effort to remain calm. “If you continue down this path, you will become a traitor, nothing more than the filth you consort with.”

Bellatrix only smiled, hard and bitter.

"You didn’t raise me? I am the shape you made me. Filth teaches filth."

Cygnus rose to stand, abandoning any semblance of civility.

“You are my daughter.”

“In blood, yes.” Bellatrix stood as well, meeting her father’s eyes with her own— perfect twins.

“Bellatrix.” Cygnus gritted his teeth and forced out his last resort. “Please.”

“If you had only cared when I needed you.” She answered, almost wistfully, thinking of the scared young child shaped into the monster she was now. “Goodbye.”

“Bellatrix!” He yelled, but she had already tossed powder onto the fire, stepped into the green flames and away.

~

Lily sat perched on the sofa in their flat, and she jumped up to catch Bellatrix as she stumbled out of the fire.

“How did it go?”

Bellatrix hesitated, leaning into her lover's arms.

“I’m free.” She said finally. It was a bittersweet ache in her heart.

“What’s next?” Lily asked, bright green eyes and the edges of a smile.

“I’m going to marry you, Lily Josephine Evans.” Bellatrix said, feeling the other woman’s faint gasp. “And I’m going to save Cissy.”

She would never be that little girl again, but she wasn’t the monster either. Something in between, new and dark and gold.

Something clean.

[torturedpoetskywalker]

Femslash February 2023

"You like me, but you love him and that's okay. I don't love you if that's what you're afraid of." - Lily Evans/Bellatrix Black

wc: 477 | ao3 | femslash february: day 5 | hp shipuary (@hpshipuary): day 5, Bellatrix Black Lestrange | hp saffics femslash bingo (@hpsaffics): angst, canon divergence, marauders era character(s), hogwarts era | femslash february prompts (@rollisicarisi): 016, discuss

[hyacintheros]

Brand New City

4. Art Is Dead

|| (Marauders Era Characters x Fem!Reader)

Series Masterlist Previous Chapter

Pairing: Marauders Era Characters x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mean James

Word Count: 2.1k

P.S: I'm sorry it’s been awhile, going through writer's block :c Anywho, let me know what yall think!

“Y/N, darling? You look flush..” Cissa asks her, as the girl is falling into her breakfast. Cissa quickly props her up, feeling her head. “Oh you're going to need some Pepperup Potion, what happened?” The older girl pulls her up and supports her on the way to Madam Pomfrey. She thinks back to last night. 

—♡—

Running into James, her parchments and books fly everywhere. “Sorry, let me help you with tha-”, James’ eyes scans over who he bumped into, retracting his helping hand with a disgusted look.

“You look stupid down there, just where you belong.” He says with a sneer, glaring while she picks her books up.

Standing back up with her things in order, she asks, “What is your issue? No matter how nice I am to you, it's like I've cursed your bloodline with the way you're acting!”

“You're my problem! A Slytherin! How could you call yourself a good person being in that godforsaken house? Don't you know what your house is known for? What they did to my family?” He pours out to her, anger glistening on his face.

“I have don't nothing wrong! My family has done you no wrong. You hang out with my cousin for Merlin's sake! Why does my house make me different? Why do the colours I wear change your perspective?” She yells out, pent up anger spilling with every word.

He steps forward, getting in her face. “Your house, your people, hurt my family, my parents! You and your cult of Death Eaters! Have you no shame?” He huffs in her face, pushing her back.

“Well if you haven't noticed, I'm a muggle! Why would I tangle myself in those ideals? You're literally best friends with my cousin, who is also a muggle, if you haven't noticed!” She pushes back, trying to move away from the wall.

In a burst of impulse, James pulls his wand out, “Aguamenti”. A jet of water douses the girl, soaking her to the bone.

Before she can retaliate, the boy runs away, likely back to his common room. The water-drenched girl heads to the Dungeons, her own common room awaiting her after curfew.

Padding her wet feet into the dorm, she keeps quiet, in hopes of keeping her roommates asleep. 

She's too tired to run a bath, instead opting to change into her pyjamas and sleep with a tower on her pillow to dry her hair.

—♡—

“Oh look at you dear! Come sit on the bed, I'll fetch something to make you feel better.” Madam Pomfrey instructs, running off to her medicine cabinet.

Narcissa helps sit Y/N down, her shaking and shivering preventing her from denying help. “I'll tell your friend Remus so he can tell your professors that you can't come.” The sickly girl nods haphazardly.

The black haired girl leaves back to the Great Hall, making sure to tell Remus at the Gryffindor table before heading back to her own table.

Madam Pomfrey sends her off with a Pepperup Potion to her dorm, telling her to sleep away the cold. 

She wobbles and trips, using the wall as assistance back to the dungeons. Upon entering the common room, it's empty with the fireplace lit. The girl heads up to her dorm, drinking half of the vial.

—♡—

“Well what do you mean she's sick, Remus?” The redhead persists, not noticing any signs of the cold or flu yesterday.

“I'm not sure exactly, one of her friends told me so I could tell the professors, but that's it.” Remus picks up his bag from under the table, waiting for Lily to follow along to class.

“I guess it makes sense why she told you first, you share most classes with her… should we visit her after classes are over?” Lily asks, her eyes glossy, never having seen her cousin sick before.

Remus ponders, wondering if they should give her privacy today. “We'll see after class? Let her rest a bit.” The two part ways to their respective classes, Remus let's Professor Sprout know that Y/N can't attend.

—♡—

Madam Pomfrey had given the girl some Pepperup Potion, sending her down to the Slytherin dorms to get some rest, sending her Professors a notice for her absence. Pomfrey assumed the girl she came with, Narcissa, has already told some friends.

In bed, she feels worse than before, telling herself that you have to feel worse before you feel better,  which in hindsight, probably isn't the right mindset. She pulls the jumper tighter, puffing up her blanket more to get some warmth.

She shakes and shivers, restless and hungry, having not eaten as Cissa caught her right before she could grab breakfast when she sat down. That being said, she's too jello-like to fetch any food. Instead, praying that she'll be able to fall asleep soon.

Turning over to the nightstand, the girl rummages through the drawers, hoping to find any muggle pain killers she'd brought with her. Grabbing the case of painkillers and a small vial of night-time cough syrup, she takes it in hopes of feeling a little better, risking the unknown side effects of it being paired with a magical Potion.

Finally, thirty minutes later, the shivering stops and her mind at ease, falling asleep with a jumper on and two blankets resting on her. A dreamless nap overtakes her, soothing the girl mentally and physically.

—♡—

Severus had heard the news from Narcissa, gathered notes for her in the classes they shared, telling himself to visit her after classes are over. 

By lunchtime, Remus had told Lily, Sirius, and a boy named Peter who had recently joined their little group of friends. James had heard through Lily, a twinge of guilt was felt in his stomach, seeing Lily worried for her cousin. He stuck to his act as a comforting friend for Lily, not wanting to see her too worked up over it, knowing he caused the girl to feel sick.

Sirius and Lily had shoved small snacks into their pockets, waiting to visit Y/N after class, while Remus took notes for her in class, grabbing a book he thinks she'll like from his collection. The three Gryffindors meet up in front of the Slytherin common room, now a little stumped as they don't know the password.

“What are you lot doing standing like duc- Ow!” Lucius gets a good smack on the arms from Narcissa. “Here to see Y/N? I'll let you in.” Cissa says with a charming smile. She looks to the portrait, “Anguis”, the portrait opens up, revealing the common room.

Cissa drops Lucius at the couch, then looking towards the red-robed kids. “Come on then. I'll take you to our room.” She grabs Lily's hand and walks to the girls dorms, the two boys following suite.

Pushing the door open, the sound of gentle, yet disturbed snoring filled the room, like something was blocking her nose. They pile into the room, approaching her sleeping form. Cissa opens the door, hearing a knock.

Severus walks in, parchments in hand, scanning the room of its guests, eyes landing on Lily. “Oh Severus! It's so good to see you.” The red-head says, not having seen him in a while. The Raven haired boy smiles, then greets her. 

“Have you taken notes then? I think you're in some classes that I don't have with her, do you think we could combine notes then?” Remus says to him, seeing the stack of parchments the Slytherin boy carries. 

“Some notes are overlapping, but I think we've got everything.” Severus tells Lupin, knowing they have one or two classes together. They sort through both piles, placing them carefully on her desk.

“Do you think we should let her sleep? Don't want to wake her up..” Lily says to Narcissa, wanting her opinion. “Honestly, I think she's slept about three or four hours now.. We should let her sleep more, heard her rustling in bed all night.”

The older girl let's them stay a little bit to leave some snacks for her, Sirius had munched a little through his during class, so it was mainly Lily who put some food on the bed-side table. They leave her dorm, thanking Narcissa for letting them in.

Cissa toddles back to Lucius, “They're not that bad, you know?” The blonde headed boy scoffs, rolling his eyes at her statement, going back to reading his book. 

—♡—

Feeling terribly warm, being covered and layers of heat, she wakes up sweating, pulling off blankets and jumpers in the hopes of feeling coolness on her skin. Panning around the room, she spots a bun with some spreads. a teeny jar of strawberry marmalade and butter.

It's just past the evening, still an hour or two before dinner. She gladly takes the bun, not having eaten since dinner last night. As she munches, she looks at the desk, seeing a stack of parchments. 

Getting up, the girl surveys the parchments flipping through, obviously being done by two different people. Skimming through the notes and titles, she realises it's class notes. Recognising Severus’ cursive, yet not being able to pinpoint the other person's handwriting, yet still feeling a sense of familiarity.

She goes back to the bed-side table, finishing up the rest of the Pepperup Potion- oddly tasting like strawberry cough syrup.

Bella enters quietly, unsure if the ill girl was still asleep. Gazing at the bed, the curly-haired girl perks up, “Darling, how do you feel? Cissy told me you weren't doing too well..” Y/N smiles, grateful she has people who care, like Cissa and Bella.

“I think it was just a small fever, feel almost better now.. D'you know who left these?” She says, referring to the snacks and parchments. “Cissy said she let your Gryffindor friends visit, plus Severus!” Bella responds, not being in the room when they visited.

The girl hums in acknowledgement, a sort of warmth spreading through her chest at the thought of her friends. Although, the reminder of the red house gives her a bad taste, thinking of how she got sick in the first place.

“What time is it? S'it time for dinner yet?” She pouts, still terribly hungry after munching the small bun. Bella nods and grabs her hand, pulling her to the Great Hall.

—♡—

“Now, you look much better than this morning! Keep this extra potion just in case you feel a little tingle of the cold left, right dear?” Madame Pomfrey hands her a small vial for safe keeping. She thanks the nurse, heading back to her dorm.

Travelling through the halls, a few students still linger before curfew, chit chatting with their friends. Behind her, someone calls out for the girl, “Hey! Did you get the parchments?” Remus, looking oddly dishevelled, says.

“It was you! I did, thank you so much by the way, don't know how I would've know about Uric the Oddball… Are you alright?” She points out how in a hurry he looks.

He shrugs it off, attributing it to a late night jog. “You look much better, glad you're doing well.” Y/N chuckles, thanking him once again for the notes. They quickly catch up about the day, Remus telling her about Sirius’ newest adventures.

Remus looks at his watch, his eyebrows pinching a little, “You better head to the dungeons, curfew is about to hit. Have a goodnight Y/N” Remus quickly says, rushing off.

Confused by his behaviour, the Slytherin instead chooses to think about how he wrote the notes for her.. her cheeks flush pink at the thought! Would he think she's slacking off just because she's sick? How troublesome. She goes back to the dorms, promising herself to study the topics before tomorrow's classes.

Briskly walking back to her dorm, she doesn't want to have another encounter with Potter, fearing he'll make her more than just sick. She ponders on what he said last night. ‘Death Eaters?’ What would make him think that she, a muggle born, would be a Death Eater?

Reaching the common room, she sees Lucius and Narcissa first. Plopping down, Lucius tells her the newest drama of the Slug Club, how terribly artificial the cherry pudding tasted. She laughs, finding his choice of topic amusing. 

Spotting a long, raven-haired boy, she greets Severus, thanking him greatly for the potions notes. “S’not like you needed them.” The boy snaps back. In turn, she pats his shoulder, returning to her dorm to get some studying done. He waves her off, going back to his book. But deep down, he feels his head go lighter at her recognition…