persephonethurkell :
persephone was muttering to herself as she was trying to get something out of her shoe. there she was in a nice dress, balancing on one high heeled foot while shaking out the other. how gracious.
“lily! no just to myself. can i hold onto you as i try to get this thing back on?” she asked, smiling at her friend.
lily almost felt embarrassed next to the other, who was dressed in her fancy clothes and high heels, while lily, ever since she had birth, or ever since her pregnancy, would wear comfy clothes. and here she was, her hair probably messed up from harry pulling it, her face looking as tired as ever, and makeup-less, because who has time to put makeup? “sure you can persy” lily said, smiling, she knew the struggle. “you look lovely.”
















