Miss Evans

My biggest piece of advice in regard to education is to not take it for granted. Knowledge and education are something that you will never lose - once you gain it, it’s yours forever. Many people in the world, especially girls, have very limited opportunities when it comes to education. As such, knowledge has become such a priceless gift. It is the key to achieving your goals and dreams in life, no matter what they are.

He wanted her to stay home.  He wanted her to be safe.  But clearly, that wasn’t going to happen.  Not tonight.  James figured that there was a part of him that should be happy to have back up.  Yet, the fact that that back up was Lily just made him apprehensive.  Still, she was a gifted witch and a valuable member of the Order and the logical part of his brain was trying to point that out.  Merlin, she was probably more qualified than he was to go off on a mission that was this stupid.  But that didn’t mean that James was willing to send her off into such a dangerous position.

James allowed for a small smile as she kissed him, before turning and giving her what he felt was a more proper kiss.  After all, if they were really going through with this, he wanted to make sure that she knew he loved her.  “The instant things start going wrong, you’re right back here.  I’m serious, Evans.  I don’t want you around there if it looks bad for us.  And I’ll get back as soon as I can.  And if I don’t, well…”  James grinned, deciding that he had had enough of so much seriousness.  “Don’t let Sirius take my record collection.  Honestly, I’ve been working hard on that thing since fifth year and I know that he’s been eyeing my Bowie albums.”

Lily was half tempted to remind James of her position at the Ministry and the fact that she was one step closer to being a full-fledged Auror, yet she refrained as this was not the time to get into an argument. What could have been a heated row fizzled to a sense of compromise. “Of course, as much as it’ll kill me to leave I made a promise.” Lily’s brows furrowed as he mentioned the possibility of not coming home. 

The very thought twisted in her stomach. She would not let it come to that. They were both going to make it through the night so help her. “If anyone is taking your Bowie albums from you post-mortem it’ll be me, let’s be honest. Siri won’t stand a chance.” Lily slipped her hand into James’, giving it an encouraging squeeze. “Ready?” Lily waited for his confirmation before letting him apparate them away. 

My mom put a quote on my wall when I was a kid: “What is right is not always popular, what is popular is not always right.” I didn’t really know what it meant then, but as I got older it inspired me to stay true to myself.

Merlin, she could be infuriating at times.  And now was exactly one of said times.  Truth be told, James didn’t want to fight.  At least, not with her.  His fight was supposed to happen elsewhere, outside of their flat and with people hiding behind masks.  “I’ll always come home to you, Evans.  But if you leave with me, then I might not come home at all.  You would become my number one priority and it would just fuck everything up.  You’re not coming with me and that’s that.”  Even by his own standards, James thought he sounded ridiculous, but losing Lily was not a risk he was willing to take, even if she was.

“If I asked him to, I think he would.  He’s done it before.”  Somehow, that part of their vows had weighed more heavily on his mind than he thought they should have.  And he really hated that she was using them against him right now.  But, she was right and James Potter was, if nothing else, a man of his word.  With great difficulty, he recognized his own defeat.  “I’m not happy about this.”

Her stubbornness was reaching new lows as she reiterated their vows to James. Lily was not ready to admit that she felt fear, much more fear than she had ever felt when James mentioned going off to fight without her. How could he keep such a promise to her when every day more deaths stained the front pages of the Daily Prophet. She was foolish, she knew, if anyone could complete this mission with little foul it would be Potter. 

Selfishness won out as well as an innate need to stop these fucking bastards. “I know. Thank you.” She leaned forward, pressing her lips to the corner of his lips. “Should shit go south, I promise to apparate home unless you need me to stay. Marriage is all about compromise, right?”

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The Nightmare (2015)

“I’ll know you’re safe,” he countered as she squeezed his hand.  James knew she was a strong fighter, and knew that it might be beneficial to have her along.  But, he had made a promise.  To her father, to himself, to keep her safe, no matter what.  And taking her into what everyone else believed was a suicidal mission didn’t seem the best way to uphold that promise.  “I’ll come back, Evans.  I always have before.  But I don’t want you to go out into this if you don’t have to.”  His resolve began to crumble when she leaned against him, but James was stubborn.

“That’s so much more dangerous than me going by myself,” James argued.  “If something were to happen to you, then I would completely lose focus on the fight.  I’d just want to get you out.  And then the entire mission would be lost.  I’ll ask Sirius,” he said.  “Remus can come and stay with you while he and I go.”

James’ stubbornness rivaled her own, it was this very nature that often ended up with them getting into arguments. Lily was too tired to fight now, at least not with words. Lily in good conscious could not sit on the sidelines while James went out trying to get himself killed. If they were going to die on this mission then she wanted them to die together side by side. “What if you don’t. What if I wait here for you to come home and you don’t. Either way I may die, whether I go or stay.” Perhaps her words were a bit dramatic, but in this moment they were her truth. 

“You think Remus will stay here when the pair of you go out?” Her frustration began to leak through. She held out her hand, gesturing to the diamond ring that rested upon her finger. “Until death do us part, Potter. We promised.”

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Harry saw very clearly as he sat there under the hot sun how people who cared about him had stood in front of him one by one, his mother, his father, his godfather, and finally Dumbledore, all determined to protect him; but now that was over. He could not let anybody else stand between him and Voldemort; he must abandon forever the illusion he ought to have lost at the age of one, that the shelter of a parent’s arms meant that nothing could hurt him. There was no waking from his nightmare, no comforting whisper in the dark that he was safe really, that it was all in his imagination; the last and greatest of his protectors had died, and he was more alone than he had ever been before.

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No, but this is totally Emmeline & Lily. @ems-vance