hopelessly hopeful
LILITH MARIE EVANS
Lily Evans
head girl

❝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.❞

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Nightmares had always been something Peter was intimately familiar with. Ever since he was a boy, his mind ran rampant and it usually resulted in bad sleep–if he got any at all. His mother attested it to his ‘overactive imagination.’ All Pete knew was that he’d felt tired since he was six years old, and as far as he was concerned, that was why he was so spacey all the time. 

Tonight had been no different. If anything, the events of the attack had given the dark parts of his mind more fuel. Keys and trolls and chess–it was the last part that currently haunted Wormtail. He awoke, screaming, after seeing the queen’s piece take a swing at him like it had back in the chess chamber. Peter began tugging at the bandages wrapped round his arm, mistaking them for Devil’s Snare. 

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After a moment he was able to collect himself and take a deep breath, though he was sure by now he’d woken up the whole infirmary, if not half of the castle. He already felt like the weak link among their budding group; the last thing he wanted was anyone to see him for what he was.

“I’m not taking visitors,” Peter groaned, after hearing echoing footsteps approaching his bed in the once-again-quiet hospital wing.

❝ you sure? i brought hot chocolate and everything pete. it’s rude to turn down a nice warm beverage. ❞ lily waited patiently by the foot of peter’s bed, her bright green eyes sullen with a recognizable understanding, her hands draped delicately over the sheets. she’d been glued to james’ bedside ever since pomfrey allowed visitors into the infirmary so the sudden outburst called for her attention, the striking similarities to what she’d experienced only a few weeks prior breaking her heart into a million pieces. she cared for peter though she rarely expressed her fondness, so seeing him upset coaxed a soft almost motherly instinct into action.  ❝ do you want to stay up for a bit? play some cards? ❞  the girl offered, moving the jug of hot cocoa to the bedside table slowly, afraid any sudden movements might jar the boy. she recalled how terrified she was when she awoke from her momentary slumber post-traumatic incident and how difficult it was to sleep, how she yearned for any excuse to stay awake. perhaps that was how she could help him.  ❝ dad taught me how to play poker a while back, his favorite game. i could teach you if you’re up for it? ❞

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