❝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.❞
“always too modest–” shaking her head as a smirk toyed at her lips, “you’ll see soon enough, well – if mar actually delivers” she added cheekily, “mad is getting off easy –” she huffed, weaving their way through the crowd.
“is it terrible that i’m put off by how smoothly this is going – it’s like i’m waiting for the other shoe to drop–”
❝when doesn’t mar deliver, that’s why i’m concerned.❞ lily shook her head, nudging her lightly before hooking her arm through the girls and tugging her gently towards the refreshment area. ❝that’s not terrible at all. you’re…. apprehensive. i can’t say i’m not feeling the same way. dumbledore says he’s got security locked down but well, i don’t know how true that is.❞
“well, someone has to do it – who else would i endlessly suffocate with compliments? mar? possible, but she needs to get mcgonagall on the dance floor and well, i haven’t seen mac–” she admitted, a wearly smile at her lips. “yeah? he’s probably roaming about –” her own gaze scouring the crowds, “i think i lost fenwick–”
❝alright, it’ll be your job. just don’t overdo it, i won’t be able to handle it.❞ lily shook her head, her brows arching upwards immediately. ❝do i even want to know what the hell you two are getting up to?❞ the girl shook her head, chuckling softly as she looped her arm through emmeline’s. ❝these boys are going to drive us mad. let’s go get some punch and maybe we’ll bump into them along the way?❞
“that’s what i like to hear–” grinning as she nudged her side, “merely stating facts–” she teased, “how are things going with the good ol’ date?” quirking a brow.
❝yeah yeah, quit it. you know i’m only so good at taking compliments, my ego can’t take that much pumping.❞ she grinned, her shoulders rising and falling as she glanced around. ❝i think they’re going pretty well? i keep losing him…❞
“you’re alright, yeah?” eying the redhead as her smile widened, “bloody gorgeous – she truly outdid herself this time around”
❝of course, i’m great. i’m good.❞ lily chuckled softly, hiding her blush behind the palm of her hand. ❝oh STOP. you’re too much. she had fun and i appreciate it a lot. ❞
“we have you to thank for that – good job, red– it’s extraordinary”
“you look gorgeous, as always–”
❝hey it wasn’t a lone effort. james sorted about as much as i did. thanks em, mar got me into this ridiculous get up… do you really think i look alright?❞
“you’re definitely a hoot–” chuckling as she scoured the fridge, “ice cream?” she suggested, pulling out the tub and placing it on the counter, “i mean – there’s pie in here as well – cold or hot?”
❝yeah, yeah. you flatter me too much. SO how’ve you been em? come on, now that you and BENNY are an item how are you feeling? i need all of the details.❞ she chuckled softly, setting the mugs down and joining her by the fridge. ❝i say we have the best of both worlds. warm pie topped with ice cream?❞
“it’s very you–” grinning as she spun on her heel to face her, “one of the many things i love about you–” her attention once more on their options, “you make that sound like a bad thing–” she teased as she quirked a brow, “what are you in the mood for?”
❝how could it ever be a bad thing? my company is swell… most days anyway.❞ lily laughed, glancing back over to her friend as she tended to the hot chocolate she was currently stirring. ❝anything sweet, i’ve been craving a lot of sweets lately. and whatever you want really, i’m not a picky eater, i just know i need SNACKS. ❞
“never been so grateful for unconditional love – it’s not for the sane” laughter spilling from her lips as she headed into the kitchens, “that’s my girl–” she called over her shoulder.
❝that’s definitely for sure. maybe that’s why i’m so bloody out of it, because i love too much. doesn’t seem like a bad quality to have despite the side effects.❞ the girl giggled, quickly following behind the brunette into the kitchens, trying to find the mugs while the other girl made her way to the fridges. ❝that i am, you’re stuck with me VANCE.❞
“you know i’m a worrier, it’s one of my many flaws–” she teased, “you’ve got this – i know that–” she promised as she leaned over to tickle the pear, watching as the entrance revealed itself.
❝it’s one of the many reasons why i love you so much, you know that.❞ she laughed, shaking her hair playfully. ❝of course i’ve got this. i’m lily FUCKING evans. i might be batshit insane and insanely emotional all the time but i do still have a few tricks up my sleeves.❞
she hated the in-between – emme had always needed to be able to choose, having options – trying to figure out a mess, it was enough to give her anxiety, but this wasn’t about her or how she viewed it. it was about lily and in everything she had heard – there were two things she was certain of, james was a dolt and this had a good chance of turning into a mess of heartache.
“yes–” she murmured, giving her a nod, “lils – do what’s right for you, okay? if being with eddie or trying it out with him is what makes you happy and you’ve kept them both in the loop – i don’t see a problem. just be careful, okay? i don’t want to see you hurt and i really don’t want to punch anyone in the face–”
❝there will be none of that thank you very much. i’m FINE emme. this is good. i NEED this. i need to try things out with edgar, i need to feel what it’s like to date again. and things with POTTER are good, we’re… happy i guess. it’s going to work out, honest. don’t worry.❞
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