#lostsovlsx

                                     ( @lostsovlsx )

she felt like she was having the worst hangover of her life, and that was saying something. if that’s what came at the cost of great power pansy wasn’t sure if she wanted it. still, much like all of her other hangovers pansy only wanted one thing right about now, caffeine. the coffee shop was packed. apparently everyone had the same idea as her only half an hour earlier. if she wasn’t quite so exhausted she would definitely be infuriated. she was just too tired though, so instead of yelling or making a scene pansy got in line, ordering her coffee. it would suck to be outside again but she could just take it to go. or that was what she was thinking until she spotted harry at a table, with plenty of empty seats. it was almost weird, seeing the chosen one just sitting in a mundane coffee shop. still, that wasn’t her business. besides, it meant an empty seat for her. pansy grabbed her coffee, plopping down in a chair across from him without bothering to ask for the seat. “potter.” it was the best greeting she could provide. she took a long sip of her coffee before looking over at him. “so you kill someone this week? or was that just me?” maybe if she played it casual she could convince her mind that it hadn’t been such a big deal.

@lostsovlsx | rey

“i’m shocked you actually took a half day.” ginny said, adjusting herself on the couch, tucking one foot under herself as she angled to face harry. “are you sure you actually left or did president organa kick you out at noon?” her tone was light hearted, pint resting on her knee. it might have been two in the afternoon, but it was a celebration for merlin’s sake. it wasn’t every day she got to make fun of harry for getting old. she could, but it was more fun to save it for special occasions. “we’ve got the whole day to ourselves, whatever you want, say the word potter. it’s our first celebration since coming to this place, let’s make the most of it.” ginny went on, sipping her pint before thinking. “i could cook? can’t say it’ll be any good. i’m not mum. or we can go out if you like? really harry, whatever you want. it’s your birthday.”                                                                            ( @lostsovlsx )

what was that saying? nothing gold can stay? she’d heard it before, and somehow it constantly found its way to ring true in her life. nothing good ever lasted for ginny, and she was sick of it. her first year at hogwarts was something she looked forward to her entire life, and it was ruined. in fact, her entire time at school was destroyed, completely tainted by the darkness that surrounded their world. and even when she thought it was over, here in dc, when she thought everything was going her way, some mysterious illness took over the town. the ring weighed heavy on her finger and she looked at herself in the mirror. this illness wasn’t just hitting the town, it was far too close to home for the youngest weasley. she couldn’t stare at herself for long, the red tint to her eyes, the darkness of her veins striking anxiety within her. she had to find harry. damn him for leaving her alone during all of this. weren’t they supposed to be a team? wasn’t that what they just agreed to? wand in hand, thumb rubbing the engagement ring on the other, ginny left their apartment, taking to the streets. it was chaos out there, but she could’t be alone. her thoughts were scaring her, more than any physical signs. his voice becoming louder in her mind as she walked, her wand gripped ready to attack, ready to strike down anyone that crossed her. but she fought it, shifting her grip to one more defensive as she moved, sticking out of sight. she didn’t know where she was going, but she knew harry, and after some time, she could see the mess of black hair ahead of her, feeling the anger and the confusion fading for just a moment as she picked up speed, colliding with him as her arms moved to wrap around him. “harry-- thank merlin. where the bloody hell have you been!” the words turned to a sharper tone, anger starting to flare again even as she tried to hide it, as she tried to control it.                                                                   ( @lostsovlsx )

“Harry!” It had merely been coincidence, spotting the other on the street. Since finding James she had made a mental note to keep an eye out for him, but never purposely went looking. That would be a little too much. Still, with how similar looking he was to her boyfriend it made him difficult to miss. She paused, waiting till the crowd passed before walking up to him. She found herself surprisingly happy to talk to him again. He had been one of the new people in DC who had been easy to talk to and get along with. “I’ve been meaning to tell you, I found James.” She couldn’t help the grin on her face, knowing that he was here and safe. Sure, maybe he could have disappeared in the moment, since she wasn’t sure where he was but Lily had a good feeling he wouldn’t be leaving, at least not for a little while. “I figured when there’s the time we could talk to him and see if he knows anything about your parents.” She did say they would after all, and Lily wasn’t the type to go back on her word. If anything it would be pretty comforting to get some answers here, in a place where almost nothing made sense. 

lily knew she was staring. she couldn’t really help it. he just looked so familiar. she had gotten close enough to know he wasn’t james, but that didn’t change the similarities. she only realized how long she had been looking when he glanced over and made eye contact. “sorry, i am so sorry, didn’t mean to just stand and look at you like a weirdo.” at least that was true, even if it happened anyway. “you just look real familiar. i guess there isn’t any chance you’re related to a james potter huh?”