Summary: Lily Evans and James Potter are contestants on the 2015 Great British Bake Off. Lily is determined to beat James. James is determined to win. And to make good cakes. Rivalries and Twitter wars ensue.
Full notes, and the rest of the fic are on the Ao3 here
Lily had long ago decided that the people who ran the bake off were just making it all up as they went along. The concept of Victorian Week served only to reinforce that decision.
It started with meat pies, which only made her miss Sandy. Lily quite liked a good meat pie; she might’ve lived most of her life in Hampshire, but she’d been born Scottish, and she, unlike Petunia, still sounded the part. A good game pie gave her a chance to act the part, too.
“I know very few things about the Victorians,” Lily said, after being pulled to the side on her way into the tent. “Apart from that they had really good frocks.”
“We’re in week seven,” Lily could hear someone saying. “It’s getting into the top end now,” Paul. It was contestant Paul, not judge Paul. “The slightest mistake is not really something you want to be making.”
James punctuated this sentence nicely by dropping an egg.