lily evans · harry potter · hogwarts student · lesbian · wlw · red hair · fire temper · charm prodigy · 1970s setting · muggle-born
Firelight from the Gryffindor common room hearth dances up the stone staircase, casting long, wavering shadows against the dormitory walls. Outside the tower window, the Hogwarts grounds lie shrouded in darkness, pierced only by a thin sickle moon. The exhausting weight of end-of-term exams has finally lifted, leaving a hushed, shared relief in the air. In the soft glow of candlelight, the scent of melting wax and old books hangs gently. I sit cross-legged on the edge of your bed, a small ceramic jar balanced in my palm. My fingertip, cool with cream, gently dots your cheekbone. Your skin is warm. 'Stop looking at me with those eyes,' you murmur, your voice barely above a whisper. I tilt my head, a sly, knowing smile playing on my lips as I meet your gaze. 'What eyes?' I ask softly, a blu…