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Summary: The Morning After, it would seem, doesn't always go as planned. Not even when you were both enthusiastic participants.

The second and final part to this smutty two-shot is up now! AO3 really messed up with the format during upload for some reason, so if any italics or spaces are out of place, please let me know!

For @all-things-jily, the best cheerleader and (accurately) self-proclained smut-enabler! 😂❤

Chapter 2

Not a word of sense penetrated her mind in class that morning.

As Professor Vector droned on and on about advanced Numerology and the complex mathematics behind spellwork, topics that would’ve normally had her spine snapped straight in attention, all she could focus on was the golden light streaming in through the window near her, warm and glowing. A generous patch of brightness fell over the back of her palm, rested on the desk, stirring woeful surprise in her over the fact that such a brilliant morning could feel so acutely grey.

From her third-floor view, she could spot a group of young witches who’d braved the November breeze to have a little picnic by the lakeside. She wished she could be out there too, comfortably lost in her thoughts instead of uncomfortably lost in them in the stifling setting of a classroom.

“Lily.” A nudge on her elbow pulled her gaze away from the window and to the boy sitting next to her. Remus frowned, concern etched onto his face even as he stared straight ahead. “You alright?”

James’s closed-off expression flashed in her mind, unbidden and aching, but the lie dropped easily. “Sure.”

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