#ft. lily

"I think, given everything we may be long overdue for a girls sleep over. Or at the very least a movie night." Or anything else that could be considered a girls night. Just some fun away from the chaos and encroaching.

Lily was an incredible friend to Remus. She was one of his best friends. She knew he was a werewolf and loved him unconditionally. He could talk to her about anything. Even some things the boys would give him a hard time time with. After all, how do guys understand talking about a woman Remus should have never given up? Lily would be able to understand. She could steer him in the right direction. She was a woman herself. She could give insight the guys couldn't. That was the joy of having her as a friend.

They were meeting at the Three Broomsticks to talk about life, to catch up and, hopefully, have some deep conversation. He always loved their deep conversations. Lily was good at them. She didn't hide her feelings with Remus, something he needed. He didn't need anything sugar-coated no matter how much easier it would be to swallow.

At this time, he needed her input. His mind was whirling with thoughts of Aurora. There was too much there and he needed Lily to be there for him. Cue what was meant to be a deep conversation.

When she entered the Three Broomsticks Remus smiled. He'd been waiting at the bar and walked up to her and gave her a big hug. "It's so good to see you." He let go. "Let's find a booth, yeah?" He asked before his drink slid toward him.

friendship and family are the biggest and most important things in her life. in fact, the two are often both, blood or not, such as her best friends, mary, dorcas and lily. she would take every hex she could handle for them. molly is fierce as it is but never mess with her loved ones because her fierceness turns into fire.

The gala had, in a number of ways, changed everything. Delia’s head still ached, both with the revelations during the round tables and the lingering effects of the champagne. Early that morning, when the anxiety of the aftereffects from the gala ripped her from sleep, Delia texted Lily to meet her at Express-O so that they could talk about everything that had happened the night before. Perched at a table in the corner, two coffees in front of her, Delia waved when Lily walked in, holding out the second coffee. “Sorry about texting so early. I’ve got too much goin’ on up here,” she gestured wildly around her head, “to actually get any sleep.”

a once peaceful walk in the park quickly turned terrifying. there was a light, a light shining right into her eyes. “i know it’s late, but christ, can you turn that shit off?”