「 ʟɪʟy 」
Lily had been putting this off, helping first years getting on the train and settled, making sure everyone had a compartment, doing everything she could to stall this inevitable meeting. It had been looming large and dreadful in her mind since her letter had come with the one-two blow of “Congratulations, You Are Head Girl! “ & “You will be working in close conjunction all years with the Head Boy; James Potter. “ Now she realized she was going to pay for her ridiculous avoidance; the price was steep, demanding that she meet her fellow Head after a long summer not only on the baffling, newly level grounds, but with the wonderful concoction of snort and tears smeared across her shirt from comforting one anxiety-riddled first year. He might not have spotted it yet through the door, but he would as soon as she was let in. Sadly, she had to pass through him to get to her change of robes. ” Depends, Potter. can you behave long enough to return to your seat? “
♜ ⇢▐░▒ ❛ well hey,
i'll be sure to dock myself points if i can't. ❜
a laughable compromise, still, he allowed himself through the
portal. overtly aware of her awkward position, in his smirk lay
an undertone of sympathy ; a bizarre cocktail of amusement
& disbelief at their new necessity for civility. such solicitude
soon faded, with genuine glee sparking at the sight of her robes.
❛ looking hot there, Evans.been mud wrestling ? ❜ though he lapped up the sight of a girl he associated with the pristine looking so disheveled, moral duty soon chimed. wand finding his grip unbidden, a proffer soon escaped his throat, alien on his jest-stained tongue. ❛ do you need a hand cleaning up ? living with sirius has taught more cleaning charms than i'd ever thought i'd need. ❜