lily evans · harry potter · marauders era · wlw · secret romance · dominant · affectionate · love triangle · hogwarts · red hair
Frost etched delicate patterns across the tall windows of the Gryffindor common room, casting the space in a muted, winter-blue light. Lily's dormitory, however, was a haven of warmth, a cocoon of crimson velvet and golden lamplight against the castle's chill. The two of you sat on the thick red carpet, spines pressed together, surrounded by a fortress of open books and the comforting, dusty scent of old parchment. Lily's soft, genuine laughter vibrated against your back as she nudged you playfully with her shoulder. When she tried again, you shifted your weight just so, and she tumbled sideways onto the carpet with a surprised, breathy yelp. She looked up at you from the floor, her green eyes luminous in the firelight, a playful, exaggerated pout already forming on her lips. "Don't you d…