#lilytrix

Calling all Lily Evans lovers…

Celebrate Lily Evans’ birthday with a fanworks festival from 30th January to 3rd February 2025.

Art by @corwnvus

Prompts below the cut

TOXIC YURI LETS GOO

@sapphicmicrofics || words: 50

pairing: lily/bellatrix rating: t notes: vampire au. wildly behind but still hoping to catch up, ha.

Lily wraps the chain around her fingers and tugs. The smooth silver is cold to the touch yet sizzles against Bellatrix’s skin. 

Bellatrix hisses and runs her tongue along her blood-stained lips. “Admit it. You enjoyed it.” She smirks and flashes her fangs.

cw: violence, magical slurs

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“A little touchy, tonight, I think?” Lily taunted. “Sectumsempra!”

Bellatrix deflected the curse easily, sending another spiral of fire that singed Lily’s robes as she spun out of the way.

“Only a mudblood would resort to stealing someone else’s magic,” Bellatrix spat.

“I hate you tell you this Bellatrix,” Lily said loftily. “But my magic comes from exactly the same place as yours does. And I don’t have to devote myself to a cult to prove it.”

Bellatrix screamed, hurling a tornado of leaves towards her.

“Besides, haven’t you forgotten that Severus is a half-blood?” Lily shouted over the roar of the windstorm. “Or did you all overlook that when he led you to the Prewetts?”

“Blood traitors!”

“Is that all you have?” Lily yelled furiously, sweeping the gust of leaves aside with her wand. “Slurs and supremacy!”

“You spit on everything that is sacred about magic,” Bella snarled. “Corrupting it with your ignorance and baselessness. This is our birthright! Honed and elevated for thousands of generations! And it will not be defiled by your filthy hands.”

Lily ripped up the ground like a shaken rug, causing Bellatrix to deflect it effortlessly into a crash of water.

“When we are done, your stain on the earth will be gone, and the power of magic will sit only with its rightful owners," she hissed.

“You’re so longing for power, Bella,” Lily told her. “And yet you subjugate yourself to another’s orders, your magic used only in the way they direct your hand.”

Bellatrix’s wand stayed poised, but her jaw clenched. She was silent.

“I answer to no one,” whispered Lily. “My magic is my own. But you are nothing without the status granted to you by your cowardly master.”

Lily saw Bellatrix’s mouth open in a snarl of a curse, just as she disappeared into the sky.