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Lily was incredibly grateful that her breakup with Edgar hadnât ruined her friendship with Amelia. She would have been so sad to lose someone who always meant well. And Amelia did, Lily knew, even if she had trouble showing it sometimes. Or got distracted. Amelia was someone who could miss the trees for the forest, instead of the other way around. But Lily knew Amelia genuinely wanted to do good. Not everyone shared that goal, and few were as dedicated to it as Amelia.
âIâm glad you took it as a compliment, because it was meant as one.â After all, Lily was not one for backhanded compliments. She was rarely subtle. If she was going to insult someone, she would just come out and insult them.Â
In response to Ameliaâs look, Lily gave a look of her own that said, âit was as much my fault as it was yoursâ. Lily loved having friends she could do that with, people sheâd known so long and knew so well that communication didnât always have to be verbal. Lily knew Ameliaâs faces as well as she knew Marleneâs, or Maryâs.Â
âIâm sure you usually have things up to date.â One of the many reasons Lily had always enjoyed studying with Amelia was just how on top of things sheâd always been. As she continued talking, Lily linked her arm with Ameliaâs and began to lead her out of the coffee shop, heading for a nearby alley where they could get cleaned up away from muggle eyes. âIâm glad you day is getting better, Iâm sure the coffee will help. I hope Iâm helping, too.â Lily wasnât fishing for any kind of reassurances. She only said it to make sure Amelia knew that Lily cared about her and wanted her to have a good day.
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âFrom anyone else Iâd think it was maybe an insult, but I know you better than that,â she smiled before adding conspiratorially, âand we both know itâs probably true.â Lily was always typically blunt with her words, at least in Ameliaâs experience. They were similar in the respect that they said what they meant, and they meant what they said.Â
The quiet conversation that took place between them was a comfort. There were few people that Amelia could trust to read her so well, and Lily was undoubtedly one of them. Having a friend that could hear what she was saying without the words ever having to be said was a testament of how close Amelia had let her in. Without a doubt, she would get Lily back at another date. Maybe next week sheâd drop her off a muffin before work.Â
âWell you know me, all my ducks need to be in a row,â she teased, shrugging lightly. Amelia had always been a highly organized person, that much was known, but what she hid well from most was that she lived in her own version of organized chaos. She was a whirlwind within a perfectly cultivated machine. Amelia smiled as Lily looped their arms, and followed her out of the shop, taking a sip of her new coffee as she went. She took a moment to catalogue the feeling of the coffee warming her body as it spread through her veins. Turning into the alley, she pulled out her wand and set to work about righting both her bag and itâs contents, as well as her and Lilyâs clothing.Â
Grinning, she nodded, âIt always does. We both know caffeine feeds my soul,â she admitted, laughing as she said it. âIâm also glad itâs getting better. I was hoping it wouldnât get any worse,â Amelia chuckled, shaking her head. It had not started as a good day, but it could certainly get better moving forward. âYou always help, truly. No matter how bad my day is going, a visit from you always makes it a little brighter,â Amelia told her frankly. When she was in a bad mood, Amelia tended to shy away from people so as to not pass it on to others, but Lily could usually help her stop it in its tracks. âSo, aside from work, how have you been?â she asked.












