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"Watch what you’re doing, James!" Lily exclaimed, pushing his hand away from his cauldron. The potion inside was bubbling furiously, and she glared at him.
"Sorry Evans," he said, abashed. "It’s just hard for me to focus with the most beautiful potions expert standing next to me," he explained with a grin.
Lily blushed, but tried to keep her expression stern. “Just… try not to blow up your cauldron, Potter. I like my eyebrows as they are.”
"Me too," James agreed, still grinning as he continued dropping ingredients into his cauldron.
"Apart from my transformations, I was happier than I had ever been in my life. For the first time ever, I had friends, three great friends. Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, and, of course, your father, Harry ― James Potter. Now, my three friends could hardly fail to notice that I disappeared once a month. I made up all sorts of stories. I told them my mother was ill, and that I had to go home to see her…I was terrified they would desert me the moment they found out what I was. But of course, they worked out the truth…And they didn’t desert me at all.”
opus 26 - dustin o’halloran | love love love - of monsters and men | blindsided - bon iver | get to you - james morrison | the kiss - john powell | a case of you - joni mitchell | now is the start - a fine frenzy | we will not grow old - lenka | lovesong - the cure | there is a light that never goes out - the smiths | light - sleeping at last | what it’s like - lissie | crystal - stevie nicks | real love - regina spektor | p.s. i love you - john powell
"Aren’t you cold?" James wanted to know, as they strolled along. He eyed her exposed, freckled arms, and she laughed again.
"Firewhiskey, it so happens, is a coat made of wool," Lily replied.
"It’s a nice dress," he told her. "You look like a sunflower."
"I like sunflowers," mused Lily inconsequentially. Yes, the yellow must really have been good for her.
-The Life And Times, by Jewels5
I am… I am totally in love with the author (her style, oh my), and the story. Fin.