Lily Potter was red in the face. "This is ridiculous! I'm not some bloody stranger, I'm your wife! I'm going to ask you one more time- are you going to tell me where you were all night?" James could see dried tear tracks down her face. He swallowed and said, "I can't. I'm sorry."
AU: Seven-year-old Harry giggled. "I was just asking Mummy- did you fall in love with each other when you first met?" James and Lily Potter have to explain to their son their used-to-be rocky relationship. Canon compliant except James and Lily are alive and raising Harry.
One thing's for sure, he always knew she was fit. Of course, his perception has changed throughout his seven years at Hogwarts, but Lily Evans, in James Potter's humble opinion, was most definitely fit.
"Marlene?" Sirius' voice rang out. "What happened?" "I didn't want to walk here." she said simply, hanging up her coat from where she stood, having just Apparated into Sirius' flat. "It's cold." SONGFIC, 'The A Team' by Ed Sheeran.
Jack Russel Terriers chase otters, apparently. Just goes to show how barmy my Patronus is. They say that your Patronus is an outward reflection of your soul. Hm.
"What exactly are you trying to do, again?" I asked, amused. "Well," she huffed lightly, "I'm trying to charm the flower petal to float to the bottom of the bowl and then transform into a goldfish before it hits the bottom." JP/LE general fluff.
I guess the main point of this letter is that your father and I love you, and will continue to love you even if we're not here to say it. This is the story about James and my's evolving relationship and how I want you to know me.
It was hot outside, the day she was murdered. Boiling, really. The old jumper she donned that belonged to Sirius didn't help, but she didn't really have a choice. She didn't want her sister to see the scars she recieved for fighting for the right side.
500 word challenge. Fred and I, we're identical twins. Except for our eyes. I have my father's cerulean eyes while Freddie inherited mum's brown ones. In the Mirror of Erised, the only thing I can concentrate on is those pools of brown.