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                                  If living means bowing down to the                             likes of you bastards, I’d rather die on my                                       [ feet ] with my ʜᴇᴀᴅ ʜᴇʟᴅ ʜɪɢʜ.

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                                                         are you going to                                                                        stand back and watch                                                               — or are you going to                                                                   f i g h t ?

                                                       [  l i s t e n ]

[ofvitality]

lily evans + sass

"although she be but little, she is fierce."

[ofvitality]

"Lily," she filled in easily, simply. "My name's Lily. But no, no reason. Better early than late, right?"

09.22.1975 || Hogwarts Corridors

 ”Your class doesn’t start for a good five   minutes. Any reason for your extreme   punctuality, firecracker?”

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"She's always known how to make an entrance." Lily laughed slightly as Mary spoke, fond amusement flashing in her eyes. "I don't know how it's possible for one woman to be as sweet as your grandmum is. Oh, it was fine. The three of us went shopping in London, which went about as well as you'd expect, but otherwise it was just the three of us in Cokeworth. Definitely with you on being glad to be back, though."

01.09.1977 || Platform 9 and 3/4

"Yes I’m sure. It’s still early anyway. Even if she’s not here yet she will be soon." Mary was talking too fast, her Welsh accent becoming a little harder to decipher. "Oh it was great. Gran fussed over me the whole time — you know how she is. It was a bit boring though, I’m glad to be back? How was yours?  Tell your mum I said thanks again when you write her. She’s so lovely. How was it after we left?"

[ofvitality]

"We graduated less than two weeks ago and you're already sounding like Moody. 'Sides, none of us can do you like you, Mar, much less one of them. Oh, how's training going, by the way?"

05.05.1978 || Diagon Alley

"It might not be me you’re walking into.  Polyjuice is fucking everywhere. Y’can’t  drop your guard just ‘cause I look like  me, Lilipad.”

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As she shoved two books back into her bag, she contemplated lying. Okay, perhaps not lying, just not sharing the entire truth. But Lily had a feeling that Remus would be able to see right through it, so after a moment's hesitation, she decided not to bother with a lie. It would be a waste of time anyway, he would hear about it by the end of the day regardless. She ran a hand through her dark red hair, using her free hand to take her possessions back. "There's another girl in the hospital wing," she conceded. "More dark magic. Not to the extent of what happened to Mary last year, but she's still required to stay with Madame Pomfrey until tomorrow."

11.23.77 - Hogwarts Halls

Looking to the side at the scattered amount f items, Remus found himself nodding and bent down and started collecting the things. “I don’t mind at all, Lil.” He nodded as he pulled the things closer to the redhead. Raising a brow at her he tilted his head slightly to the side. “What’s got you in such a rush and spilling your things Lily?” He asked as he handed her the items.

[ofvitality]

A good chunk of Lily's morning had been spent in unpleasant forced discussion with Vernon Dursley. Had Lily not made the small mistake of opening the door when he knocked, perhaps she could have been spared from the very awkward twenty minutes that followed. Though, don't get her wrong, he had been pleasant the first time they met. Kind, even. Now though, on this second encounter, he didn't bother hiding his disdain for the younger girl (clearly Petunia had made her thoughts known to him, Lily acknowledged, evidently hurt). But there's something you should know about Vernon Dursley -- he could be kind when the situation suited him. The portly man with sun-bleached blonde hair could even be charming. Though on a day-to-day basis he was an average man of average intelligence who could be quite rude. Lily was evolved enough to be kind to people who didn't like her, or so she thought. Their conversation had consisted of awkward small talk, filled with snide comments and underhanded insults masked by sweet-sounding words. Lily couldn't deny that she was thankful when Petunia came downstairs and the couple left for their London excursion.

Though she had been in quite a sour mood for the hour or so ensuing that. Lily's mum showed up on her lunch break later, assisting in the brightening of her daughter's mood on a day that was generally an average English day on winter holiday. Often, throughout the past few years, a block of her breaks would be spent with Marlene and Mary. Whether it was at the McKinnons, the Macdonalds, or Lily's own home (though that was on scarce occasions, due to obvious reasons). This year was no different, other than the four boys who would apparate with a bang on her doorstep -- or otherwise -- more than once in the manner of Peter Pan whisking Wendy away to Neverland. Except she was fully immersed in the magic rather than a mere witness.

Tonight was similar, though she was greeted with the youthful face of the wizard she had undeniably fallen for, rather than four matching looks of mischief. But that was only after changing her outfit four times and spending far too long on her hair (longer than usual, at least). She had no idea what James had planned -- Lily never did when he made plans with her, she had come to expect it -- but she was stopped dead for a moment when she pulled open the door only a minute or so after he knocked. He looked right dapper and while she felt a tad under-dressed, the thought was discarded as her lips curled into a fond grin and a bright gleam shone in her eyes when she looked at him.

"Glad to see my exceptional punctuality is rubbing off on you," she remarked, tone teasing. "Any chance you're going to tell me where we're going that requires you to look so dashing?"

Anchors Away ; 1977; Lily & James

His nerves were just not setting in. For the majority of the day, he had kept himself busy. He had charmed his laundry dry and had played chess with Peter. He had read about two books and was currently straightening his tie in his en suite. He panic was beginning to rise up within himself. This was the night; this was the night where everything could potentially fall apart. Was he ready for this? What if Lily said no? Too many unanswered questions were running through his mind and he continued to pamper himself. He had to look his best, he just h a d to. No, they hadnt been dating long. Still though, that didnt mean anything. For better and for worse— thats what his father had said. He loved her, no question about that and really no point in waiting. He had to only hope that she felt the same. Pushing down the panic that had started to sit into his chest, James smoothed out his tie and nodded to himself in the mirror. He could do this. If he would jump off a moving broom at well over sixty feet in the air without a backup plan, then he could just ask her a question.

Time was ticking down and soon enough— it was time. He had promised to pick her up at her house around 6. His mind was screaming at him to just not go through with this, but he knew he couldnt. He loved her, with everything that had had. No chance in hell that he wouldnt at least a s k for her hand. So, as the clock chimed from his living room, James took a deep breath, let his hand run over the small bump in his pocket trousers and apparated into the night. Two minutes past as he stared into the wooden door frame before he cursed himself mentally for acting like a wanker and knocked on door. 

[ofvitality]

"Not yet -- someone mentioned seeing her head this way, but I haven't found her. I'm sure we'll see her soon. Or at least on the train. But until we do -- how was the rest of your holiday after you and Marlene left? Mum said to be sure that you know you're welcome any time, by the way."

01.09.1977 || Platform 9 and 3/4

Mary spun around at the sound of her name and smiled wide at the sight of her friend. “Lil!” She pulled her into a tight hug, over as quickly as it began. “I know. It feels like there’s more people than ever doesn’t it? I suppose you haven’t seen Marlene yet?”

[ofvitality]

"Honestly -- I couldn't agree more. They can step up on their soapboxes and preach 'pure superiority' all they want, it doesn't make them any less of an arse."

3 february 1978 - leaky cauldron

[ofvitality]

Lily's was petrified of what she was about to face outside of the expansive grounds of Hogwarts. It was a given that things were already changing, not entirely for the better, but she couldn't say it was for the worse, either. After all, her life had been flipped upside down once before -- it couldn't possibly be altered so much a second time. Though despite the familiarity the people around her offered, her stomach rolled apprehensively. So maybe she was terrified. But she was bloody excited, too.

"Always the drama queen." An easy, perhaps habitual, laugh slipped past her lips at the boy's words. "Oh, of course. As if the bowtruckles didn't cause enough trouble."

1978 | Hogwarts Grounds

Sirius ran a hand through his hair, frowning as he stepped onto the carriage that would carry them back to the Express. This was it. His last day of seeing Hogwarts, and in a way, it felt like the last day he was allowed to be a child. After this, he was off to train with the Order. He was off to be the soldier that he always boasted of becoming. And he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t the slightest bit scared. 

Luckily, Sirius had always been a brilliant liar. 

"I feel like we didn’t end the year with enough of a bang.           Should’ve tried fireworks rather than letting loose those        bowtruckles. It would’ve been more celebratory.” 

[ofvitality]

'circa 1978: i’ll see you in the future when we’re older and we are full of stories to be told.

[ofvitality]

lily evans + internal

"in her heart, flowers bloom."

[ofvitality]

Her weary, worried expression shifted as her lips curled into a careful smile. Remus was welcome company in the middle of her fretful worry over the girl in the infirmary -- she couldn't help but offer him a smile, some of the anxious lines in her face smoothing out as she spoke. "Maybe just a bit. Mind grabbing those?" Hand motioned widely over the the haphazard collection of items to his left.

11.23.77 - Hogwarts Halls

Remus couldn’t stop the chuckle that started too bubble up inside of him as he watched the redhead in front of him, on the ground, scrounging her things together. He had been late to the current Quidditch match, due to his meeting with Professor Dumbledore and was rushing down to meet James and Peter when he spotted Lily pocking up her things. Walking towards her with his casual grin on his face Remus tilted his head and raised a brow. “Looks like you need some help, Little Red.”

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"Mary!" Lily ran up to the dark-haired girl eagerly, the corners of her lips quirking into a warm, bright smile at the sight of her friend. "Merlin, I was wondering when I would find one of you girls."

01.09.1977 || Platform 9 and 3/4

           ”Oh, sorry! Excuse me.” Mary looked around the platform with quick eyes, looking for a familiar face in the crowd.

[ofvitality]

Frankly, I'm beginning to wonder how one place has so much goat cheese for her to carve things out of.

12.2.1976 || The Three Broomsticks

If I have to watch Rosmerta carve one more bloody thing out of goat cheese, I’m going to set something on fire. 

[ofvitality]

"Apparently they feel the need to. Completely ridiculous, I agree -- what gives them the right to decide that any other human life is less than theirs? Besides, inbreeding can only take them so far."

3 february 1978 - leaky cauldron

"Yeah, I mean, fine, they want to  preserve their pure blood or whatever, but does that really mean they have to kill people to keep it that way?”