so months ago @lilyjpotter-deactivated20171013 (did she leave? I don’t know but i’ll credit her regardless) wrote a marvelous fic . I listened to that The Last Shadow Puppets song for 3 days straight. Then, instead of working on the last assignments of my bachelors degree I wrote my first ever fic. Let me know what you think, but be kind.
Fuck, she thought. Her heart was hammering in her chest and a
blush was creeping up her neck. Her body was reacting like a lovesick sap. Her
mind on the other hand, was ticked off as hell.
He came striding down the hill with his friends, robes
flying, laughter pealing, that cocky
grin plastered on his too-pretty face. Honestly the nerve.
She looked pointedly away from the hill and back at her
friends, who, she noticed, had stopped talking. Instead they wore matching
“What?” she said, “Pray tell what is the joke
“Someone’s in an awful mood,” said the blonde.
“I think we know why,” replied the brunette.
The redhead scowled.
“Hey, Evans,” called James Potter.
Marlene and Mary started to laugh. It was only when Lily
twisted her face at them did she realize that her features had smoothed into a
smile at the sound of his voice.
“You two are imbeciles.”
“You’re in love,” insisted Mary.
“and in denial,” added Marlene.
Lily opened her mouth to correct,
not deny, their presumptions when a sturdy arm reached around her waist and
pulled her off balance.
“What’d I miss in Charms today?” he asked.
“It’s not my job to go to class for you, Potter,”
Lily quipped as she regained her footing, though her voice wasn’t as sharp as
she’d meant it.
James smiled sheepishly and shrugged with his whole body.
The movement caused the hand sitting on her waist to tickle her, and sent jolt up
“I got injured at Quidditch practice this morning and
it took most of the period for Madam Quinn to fix me up,” he explained, and
then quickly added after seeing Lily’s reaction, “I’m fine, see? All five
fingers accounted for and in working order.” He flourished his left hand
“Honestly, it’s just a sport, no reason to nearly kill
yourself before lunch,” she reprimanded.
James smiled, “You want us to beat Slytherin this
weekend just as badly as I do so don’t even start,” he finally let go of
Lily to ruffle his hair with his right hand.
Lily noticed that her friends had joined up with the other Marauders,
and were doing a terrible job of pretending that they weren’t constantly
peeking back at them and giggling mischievously. She shot them the V.
“So, Charms,” continued James.
“Right, er…” Lily tried to recall Flitwick’s
lesson with little success, “I’ll have to check my notes.”
James laughed, “Lily Evans has to check her notes for Charms? What’s next, Head Girl, are you not a natural ginger?”
your hair was a brilliant as mine–”
“–the hair is off-limits, Evans,” his hand shot back
up to his head.
“–I’m allowed to have an off-day, I can fill you in
during rounds tonight.”
“It’s a date.”
“Sure,” he said, and slung his arm around her
shoulder as they reached the Greenhouses.
By the time they made it to the tables inside, their friends
had paired off in a blatant maneuver to keep them together. Whether they
noticed it or not, James and Lily filled in the open station just as Madam
Sprout clapped her hands to signal the start of the lesson.
Herbology had never been Lily’s strongest subject, but she and
James worked in a perfect tandem that had long silenced any doubt that they
were the right pair for Head Boy and Girl. James was still the trickster that made
him the half of another dynamic duo with Sirius, but now Lily was in on the
jokes that they volleyed across the greenhouse. Professor Sprout didn’t scold
them like she would have in earlier years however, because now the antics
didn’t interfere with the lesson.
The warm comforting glow that surrounded Lily dissipated at
the end of the period when James left to join the Marauders for lunch. After helping
her tidy the station, he caught her arm and looked down at her face. Gently,
his other hand reached up to brush her cheek. Her stomach fluttered.
“Got some dirt there,” he explained with a small
smile. Her face reddened. “See you, Evans.” He walked off.
Disoriented, Lily quickly glanced around for the girls. Mary
and Marlene came to collect her before heading up to the Great Hall. She
continued to ignore their smug expressions.
“I wonder what Potter and his friends are up to,”
she couldn’t help but muse aloud, “they ran off so quickly.”
“I’m sure you’ll see him at lunch,” said Marlene,
“don’t let your separation anxiety get to you.”
“I don’t know what you’re on about,” she huffed,
“I’ve survived the past six years without him, I can make it to lunch.”
“Lily, this has to stop, just go snog him already
before your delusions get so intense you end up hating him again,” Mary
“These mood swings will only be amusing for so much
longer,” Marlene added.
Lily admitted the validity of their input, but only to
herself. She wasn’t used to being flustered and confused and…aroused all the time. She barely
recognized herself and didn’t want to agree with them for fear of her loony transformation
James was running late to rounds and Lily was pacing in
frustration. Really he was only a few minutes behind and she had been early.
Nevertheless, she was wearing a hole in the stone floor of the corridor and her
pinkie nail had been bitten down to a stub.
“Evans,” she jumped at the sound of his voice. She
silently cursed herself before turning around to face him with a weary smile.
He was grinning and winded and had probably just come from
doing something Head Boys were supposed to discourage other students from and
suddenly Lily was very aware that her legs were liquid and her expression was rapt.
“James,” she stammered. His brows shot upward but
he said nothing. She decisively turned her head to stare down the corridor and
carefully willed her feet to move forward so they could begin rounds.
They walked in a heavy silence for a moment before James broached
the issue of Charms. Lily had indeed poured over Marlene’s notes after classes
(she had, to her utter shock, forgotten to take any herself) and quickly caught
up on the lesson. With a neutral subject to discuss Lily became more at ease.
Charms was her best subject for a reason and diving into the theory and explanations
allowed her to act like a real human being instead of the fool that seemed to appear
when a certain Quidditch Captain was around.
James, for his part, demonstrated again why he made top marks
without ever seeming to do much work. He paid close attention when Lily was
explaining how to conjure a small snow cloud above their heads. After watching
her cast the spell once, it took him only a couple of tries to replicate it.
“There you are then.” Lily smiled and shook the
snowflakes from her vibrant hair.
“What’s the point to going to class at all if you can
just teach me the lesson in a matter of minutes?” James joked.
Lily tried to frown but couldn’t help but laugh. “Who says
I’d keep teaching you? This is purely out of pity for breaking your hand earlier.”
“Nah, you like it.”
“You’ve obviously never seen me tutoring the first years,
or trying to at least,” she grumbled, “It’d be easier to hold the attention
of a niffler with a rusty spoon than those kids with a Charms lesson.”
“We all grow up eventually, I’m sure they’ll get
“Maybe, but not everyone is as uncommonly and annoyingly
clever as you are.” It was true, but Lily still bit her lip for letting it
slip. She braced herself for whatever arrogant boast would follow the too
convenient, if unintentional, set up. However, James said nothing, but smiled
tightly as his cheeks reddened.
Humility had discovered James
Potter and it suited him as well as his signature smirk.
“You think I’m annoying?” he asked sincerely. She
stared at him a moment, trying to discern his meaning. Their interactions over
the years meant that this question should have an obvious answer, so he clearly
was thinking of something else.
“It’s just so easy for you,” she tried to explain,
“Not just because you’re a pureblood–because it took Fenwick the whole
lesson to conjure the wisp of a cloud–And Marlene studies just as hard as I
do. But you just get it. It’s hardly fair. Maybe you forget because you are a pureblood but magic is…amazing–”
“I don’t forget it,” he said, “I think about
it every day. I love magic and being magic…and I think that’s why I get it. I do love learning, just maybe
not always whatever lesson is on. I don’t understand all the little details you
do, but, I guess, I trust magic, and myself, for it to turn out alright in the end.
Well, that and I have a very good memory.” He smirked again, but his constant
blush convinced Lily to respond.
“I wish I could trust my magic like that,” she
confessed, “Sometimes I think that if I don’t understand every aspect of a
spell it’ll slip away from me, I have to convince the spell to work, that I really
am a witch.”
“Lily,” James said earnestly, grabbing her arm,
“You are an incredible witch, anyone with half a brain can see that. Don’t
let anyone, especially those Death Eater blood purists, convince you otherwise.
No listen–,” he exclaimed, taking her expression to mean disbelief rather
than a reaction to him touching her, “You’re the best witch Hogwarts’ got,
you’re Head Girl for goodness sake.”
At first Lily couldn’t think of a single word to say. She
blinked until she wasn’t caught under the intensity of his gaze. “I know
I’m bloody brilliant,” she said finally, and smiled up at him, “you may
be clever but I’m still the teacher here aren’t I?”
James sighed into a smile and released her arm, “That
With their lesson and heart-to-heart over with, they
continued to patrol the halls until it was time to make their way back to
For all her time spent thinking about James Potter, whether
in annoyance or, more recently, in longing, Lily had never thought that he
could feel the same way about magic as she did. That it was this glorious thing
that was at once bewildering and fundamental to who she was. It made her stomach
flutter, that and the fact that he thought she was the best witch at Hogwarts.
Even after almost seven years, he was still a mystery.
When they’d made it through the portrait hole and across the
empty common room they came to a stop at the bottom of the staircases that
split to take them to their respective dormitories. James opened his mouth as
if to say something, but quickly changed his mind and, with a nod, started on
the stairs. But before Lily could begin her own ascent, he changed his mind again,
turned, and leaned against the railing.
“Sweet dreams,” he said with a cheeky grin, and
blew her a kiss.
Her hand reached up to touch her lips as if to see if the
kiss had found its mark. They tingled with imagined sensation before she realized
just how ridiculous she’d been for pining.
True Gryffindor courage bloomed in her chest as she called
out, louder than she probably needed to, “James.”
He turned, having resumed climbing the stairs, and raised a
brow at the sound of his name.
She allowed herself one moment to take in his face. The sharp
jaw, now slackened with surprise. The hazel eyes that shone from behind his glasses.
And that incorrigible hair that Lily could no longer keep herself from delving
her fingers into.
“Get back here and kiss me proper.”
“Do I need to make that clearer for you?” Not waiting
for an answer, she climbed up to meet him on the staircase.
The force of her kiss sent them back into the railing. James
reached out to catch himself before firmly placing his hands around the back of
her waist to pull her closer. Evidently he recovered from his shock quickly.
Lily’s lips were demanding and James’ were eager, and it was
a while before they broke apart panting, still holding their heads close
“To hell with dreaming,” she muttered.
“Right so,” he said, before lifting her into his arms
and carrying her back down to the common room to find an inviting couch.
Thank you all for 1k followers!! Seriously my mind wont accept there’s a thousand of you remotely interested in me and my blog Im very thankful for you all, those I’ve had the pleasure of speaking to, calling my friend or mutuals, you’re are all super lovely and I look forward to speaking to more of you! I figured I could do something extra in my celebrations since this is such a big milestone, So here we go, my follow forevers~
Hey everyone! Happy almost summer (and winter for those in a different hemisphere)! So, I thought I’d do my first studyblr awards now that a lot of us have finished our semesters or school years–as a way of celebrating.
There are several categories:
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The issue of re-posting just keeps coming up. I can’t help but feel that it would be slightly less of a problem if more people were following the artists who are on Tumblr. For that reason I’ve put together a list of artists that I personally follow right now. There are soooo many others, and I hope people add to this list so that I can discover them too!! Let’s get to know these amazing, talented people, and give them all the love they deserve!!
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