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With Mary MacDonald (bookishwitch)
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Lily had arrived early at the coffee shop near Mary's flat. She had left early that morning with the intention of wasting a few hours trying to locate the little coffee shop. Instead, it had taken her twenty minutes. Now, she sat waiting at a table. Patience had never been a trait Lily handled well.

From within her handbag, Lily pulls out a pad of paper and a pen. As much as she loves her quill and parchment, she's been missing the simplicity of the Muggle pen and paper ever since her life had been turned upside down at the age of eleven. She had felt excitement as she left her flat earlier this morning and still feels it thrumming through her. Helping Mary with her research was something Lily had found interesting since she had discovered Mary was working on it. The excitement is mostly due to the notion of working on something so profound. Selfishly, though, Lily is excited to be out of the flat, doing something rather than waiting around for the next meeting to be called or waiting for James' next prank.

She watches the few passers-by as she waits for Mary to arrive.

With Sirius Black (sonofthestars).
Follows from here.

Lily had returned from her walk to the Thai resturant located somewhere down the road ten minutes earlier. She was in her small kitchen, placing the bags on the counter. For the moment, she's walking over to the cupboards to grab a few plates and some cutlery. She places the cutlery on the table and leans lightly on a chair. She wasn't much for waiting. When she knew to expect someone, she felt ants crawling all over her skin in anticipation. Her eyes kept flickering to the Muggle watch she wore on her wrist. Only two minutes had passed since her last viewing.

She didn't know exactly what Sirius had wanted from the restaurant. In the bags sat a few dishes she felt like trying and some she knew she liked. With Sirius, he was always unpredictable to her in what he would've preferred to eat. She had felt that the safest option was to select a few things she wouldn't mind keeping in her fridge for leftovers. For herself, she had gotten a fried rice with chicken and prawns and had every intention of stealing off of Sirius' plate.

With a quick glance at her small flat, with it's small kitchen and attached dining room, the living room that greeted the doorway, and the short hallway that two bedrooms and a bathroom branched off from, Lily found herself, once again, overcome with the notion of nothing. All day, she had fluttered about absently cleaning her adequately furnished flat; dusting things, organising her bookshelf, cleaning the kitchen table, vaccuuming the floor. She even took it upon the magic of her wand to Charm some of the dishes that her mother had bought her into washing the dust - collected because of her preference for takeout containers - off themselves.

She walks back over to the kitchen and grabs herself a wine glass. She fetches a bottle of half-drunken wine from the fridge and pours herself a little. Placing the bottle back into the fridge, she kicks off her shoes, tucking them against the skirt of the cupboards, and finds herself, once again, with absolutely nothing to do. It's how she had been all day since they had departed ways at lunch. Her mind spent hours reeling over all sorts of wild thoughts of Sirius in Auror Training getting hurt beyond repair. She had been counting down the six hours he had told her it would take to train. She wasn't sure if he'd turn up after six hours - she knew she would like to have retreated to the comfort of her bed and possibly a book - and she wasn't certain as to whether he would be coming straight from training.

With a sigh, Lily pushes those thoughts away. It was no use worrying. If Sirius Black was good at anything besides mischief, he was fanastic at taking care of himself. Taking a sip from her glass, she resumed waiting. She finds a little slip of paper hidden behind one of her coffee mugs sitting by the sink and tries to settle her mind - and the ants - with reading.

[sws:] I'd rather be on a broom.

[rd:] Oh, for Merlin's sake! (Elevator Meme)

*Please note: sws links to rdr, but can be an entirely separate thing.

I'm starting university tomorrow and will be studying full time. I'm positive that this will eventually impede on my availability. Lily will still remain active. This just means that I'll most likely be slower at tagging. I'm hoping to be able to get on and RP at least once a day. Nonetheless, feel free to PM me with a reminder to tag or a query about when I'm going to get my ass into gear and tag. :)

Lily's 'verses. Verses will be added as they come. ( + )

(All characters referred to are the book characters or an original character. None are based on any RP characters.)

#375: How do you act during a break-up?

I isolate myself. I pack myself away from everyone else. Perhaps it's a pride thing - I don't very much like crying in front of others. Or perhaps it's just something that's been ingrained in me ever since I understood the concept of breaking up.

When I was twelve, and, in the loosest terms possible, "broke up" with my boyfriend, I hid myself in the Girls Dormitories and cried. Mind, the relationship was one of those where we were boyfriend and girlfriend in words only. We didn't hold hands or kiss. We didn't even speak. I still can't fathom how we had the words to break it off.

In my Fourth Year, I was seeing this Ravenclaw. We held hands and kissed. Proper relationship stuff. When I broke it off, I kept to the Dormitory or the library. I didn't cry - or, at least, I tried not to. I didn't understand the point of wasting tears over a bloke. Sure, he wasn't a bad one or anything, but all the qualities I found endearing in him quickly turned into things I hated. He was a very tall bloke, something that I quite fancied about him, but his using me as an arm rest whenever we were standing and talking to someone else quickly lost its appeal.

I think that somewhere between Potter chasing after me and, well, Sev, that I stopped isolating myself and started pushing people away.

This wasn't a break-up. But this was the worst kind of break-up I've ever had. And I hope it's my only one. When I broke off my friendship with Severus, I felt so completely devastated. I tried to isolate myself. It's harder to do that when it's your best friend you're breaking away from. He found me in my usual hideout - the library - and kept being very persistent. I've never really experienced this before. Even when I had a fight with one of my friends, they'd just leave me to cool off. But not Sev. He almost slept outside the Gryffindor portrait hole just so he could have an opportunity to speak with me.

So, because I couldn't isolate myself quite the way I wanted to, I pushed him away. My previous break-ups - at least, I've only ever had them romantically - they were cut completely. The tie that bound us was severed and we went our different ways. Sev and I - we did go our different ways. I surely know of that. But I was trying to severe our tie and he was trying to glue it back together.

I think that my reaction to break-ups relies on who I'm breaking up with. If it's a bloke where I have no history prior to us getting together, I'll isolate myself until I don't think of him anymore and don't feel absolutely awkward whenever we run into each other. If it's a friend, well, isolating myself just won't do. Pushing them away is the only thing that works.

I guess that, when I compare (and I don't like to dwell on Severus because it hurts a bit too much), my isolating myself with my past break-ups was me gently pushing them away.

MUSE: Lily Evans Potter
FANDOM: Harry Potter
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LAST UPDATED: 20 feb 2011

Lily's background and character history is still under development. Headcanon will be adopted into some of the information, though it won't be placed under a specific heading. The information below covers Lily's life until her death in 1981. (I play Lily from any period of her life, hence why it's not specifically focussed on a certain moment of her life.) ( + )