❝she was a beautiful dreamer.
the kind of girl who
kept her head in the clouds,
loved above the S T A R S
and left regret beneath the EARTH
she walked on.❞
“It’s a hit or a miss–” she couldn’t help but chuckle slightly at how literal that had become, “well, it was either say that or drink the bloody skele-gro– what do you think I was going to go with?” she’d do anything to avoid that vile substance down her throat. “I’m not going to win this, am I?” she huffed, defeated. She knew the redhead well enough to know when to call it quits and considering the blaring pain, she didn’t think she had it in her to fight.
❝considering how twisted your arm looked, i would have chosen the skele-gro, no contest. ❞ lily cringed, a small smile breaking onto her lips as she continued to tend to her friends wounds, recognizing her defeat in her features. ❝no you’re not, you’re welcome to continue to fight me but you’re weak right now and i think we both know where this is inevitably going so just suck it up.❞
“Helps with the rage–” she offered, gritting her teeth ever so slightly as tried to focus on her breathing, she was aching everywhere. “Not his fault – I was practicing on my own, I just wanted to get my mind off of things–” slumping against the couch, tilting her head back in an attempt to get comfortable. “Evans, I’m fine–” eying the redhead before her, it was the first time they had spoken in days and yes, she loathed being babied, but talking to her nearly made it worth it.
❝oh yeah, clearly it does WONDERS.❞ heavy sarcasm lined her tone, her brows arched upwards as she shook her head, moving things around in her purse before pulling her wand out of her knee sock, swiftly changing a pile of her books into a bowl, some small towels and conjuring up some water so she could press the humid towel onto the wound, hoping it would alleviate some of the pain. ❝that’s the same thing you said when you broke your arm third year. you don’t have to tough it out, i’ve known you long enough to read your body language. just let me help, maybe then you’ll actually get some sleep tonight.❞
“I’m fine–” she groaned, collapsing against the couch, “just a bludger, I lost focus and I think I stopped the swelling–” she mumbled, lifting up the hem of her shirt to see purplish skin. She had just felt someone hovering, finally taking a few seconds to see who it was.
❝there is NOTHING fine about it, i’ll have potter’s head for not sending you to the infirmary right away.❞ lily scolded, her eyes focusing on the wound while a soft frown perched itself on her soft lips. ❝the appeal of this game continues to get even more baffling as time goes on. are you sure you’re okay? are you seeing spots? has anyone brought you some ice yet? i know you don’t like being babied but i swear to merlin vance you’re going to sit here and take it until i know you’re absolutely spiffing.❞
“ you TRYING to get me to switch sides ? get your nose pierced and i MIGHT get a little crush . ”
❝maybe that is my endgame after all? that way you will return my hidden feelings. do you think i should get it? i’m on the fence but i think it would be a good look for me. besides, i have no more space on my ears.❞
– ❝ … it’s not so much suffering as it is… adding some spice to the mix. is anyone actually getting hurt? no…. whatever. people can take it however they like. impressed is just… the ideal. so… thanks.
❞ she’s actually struck silent by this, an honest compliment. and not the sort that was full of fluff, but it was real. she wishes she could hate her for it…. ❝ —&& well… that’s probably because you’ve never been in want of it. I can tell you a little bit about craving attention…. not from personal experience mind you– but it can be quite maddening. but– by all means, show up to her big day with a new piercing. && invite me– i love a good cat fight. especially when I’m not in it. ❞
❝actually i think people ARE getting hurt, hence my metaphor but in a certain sense it’s also smart to learn to deal with negativity. you’re welcome skeeter, happy to inflate your ego.❞ lily offered the girl a tight smile, her brows furrowed in confusion though she masked the expression quickly replacing it with a softer grin. ❝sounds fruitless in more ways than i can begin to explain. i plan on getting it done soon enough, probably on our next visit to hogsmeade. as for the invitation, i think my sister would much prefer that the muggle to wizard ratio remain as is. it wouldn’t interest you much anyways, after a predictable look of disdain she’d more than likely just go back to her everyday routine of ignoring my existence.❞
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he laughs watching her with a raised eyebrow, hesitating a moment to get through the fact that they’re in the middle of a patrol and actually contemplating abandoning that. but her smile lights up the hall and before he even realizes it he’s taken a few steps forward. ❝ …. I think it’s only fair you know that I am already regretting this. Not that it sounds like I have much of a choice? ❞ he continues following her however, of his own volition– curiosity peaked. he had always seen lily evans as respected– responsible. and yet the next moment she was shaking out a cigarette and leading him to the lake in the middle of the night. enigma was a good word for it, strange but also alluring. ❝ right– well. i think I was more prepared for the possibility of ‘never’ rather than ‘right now’ but– yeah. …—let’s go. to the lake, Evans. And on the way you can explain what exactly you meant by mischief. because I don’t think I’m ready for property damage or theft. … give it time. ❞
❝you’re right, you have little to no choice. i’m doing this for your own good, you might not think so right now but in twenty years you’ll look back at this moment and think wow, good old lilith pushing me out of my comfort zone.❞ she shrugged, leading him back towards the open field that led down to the dark lake. ❝it should give you a little piece of mind to know that i’ve never actually been caught sneaking out for a quick smoke so we should be good to go.❞ lily offered with a sly smile, tapping out a cigarette from the box before setting it between her lips. ❝hey hey hey, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. there is STILL a reason why i am head girl, i have boundaries. there’s just something you can never forget, every saint has to sin at some point. it’s what makes us h u m a n. it’s what spices up our everyday existence. we all need a little flame in our everyday routine. ❞
– ❝ no? not even a little? well that’s disappointing, evans. i mean– not to say I probably won’t spin it that way, people have a hard time resisting a little self-destruction…. you know what– I’ll just let you be surprised. —&& you know, i can’t really speak for the whole sister thing, but i can only imagine someone stealing my spotlight constantly would drive me mad. let me guess, she’s the pretty one? ❞
❝how comforting to know that one way or another you’ll find a way to spin my life into some rendition of dante’s inferno. you’re one of the few reliable things in this school rita, if i wasn’t so appalled with your desire to see people suffer i might be impressed. she’s definitely gorgeous but i wouldn’t say i’m stealing her spotlight. she’s never really had competition i don’t require attention whereas she craves it.❞
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