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She likes him like this, here with her, like they’re just two friends sharing secrets after a night of drunken debauchery. They are, she supposes. Friends.
The thought of admitting it aloud makes Blair squirm, makes her want to pull her hand away and avoid his eyes, but she thinks Dan might be her best friend in the whole world.
He always has been, really, despite everything.
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12 Feb 2026
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Lily didn’t want to talk about Severus, but James had trapped her in it, looking up at him. She felt light-headed. “You always wanted that,” she said.
“Not like this. Not like what I would do to him now. I have to admit,” he said, in a low, gravelly voice, “as much as I hated him, there was always something that kept my respect. He had you, and I don’t know how he did it. He had something I didn’t. Something—I couldn’t get at.” Her skin erupted in prickles. “I thought, in some way, he must not be entirely unworthy.”
Lily was frozen. Her skin flushed, warmer.
“He thought you had everything,” she said.
“Not everything.” Was there fire in his gaze, looking at her? “Not everything I wanted.”
It was like something changed between them. The air felt different. Dry—sharp. Liable to fracture. The world narrowed to a point. Only James was there, his presence, close to her.
“What... do you want?”
[In which Lily arrives at the Order of the Phoenix in 1978, concealing a secret. Dark love triangle featuring Potion Master Lily Evans, General James Potter, and Death Eater Severus Snape. Slow burn.]
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08 Jan 2026
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“You know I’m mad about you,” I said, my voice textured. “I—fuck, Evans, I know it’s obvious. It's bloody obvious. I want to go out with you. I want you to go out with me.”
After a long pause, in which I sucked in and then licked my lips, but she still hadn't said anything, I urged in a quieter tone, “Go on… go out with me.”Hogwarts fic - James Potter POV where he's an asshole, but disastrously and completely head-over-heels in love with Lily Evans.
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08 Jan 2026
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It's 1975, and Lily Evans lives a double life.
At home, she's the Irish Catholic daughter of a union organizer in a dying industrial town. She smokes, drinks, and sneaks out her window to go to punk shows. At Hogwarts, Lily never puts a toe out of line. As a Muggle-born, she'd never give her pure-blood classmates any reason to doubt her.
James Potter has never had to be anyone but himself.
Why would he? Wealthy, good-looking, and intelligent, he knows he's lucky. But the war with Voldemort is bringing what's important into sharp relief. His aging parents have joined the Order of the Phoenix, and James longs to fight alongside them.
When Voldemort's followers murder seven Muggle-borns in broad daylight just before the start of their fifth year, tensions at Hogwarts reach an all-time high. Voldemort is recruiting from the student body, and the time has come to act.
But Hogwarts is not split between good people and Death Eaters, and old prejudices die hard. In dark times, alliances shift and secrets are revealed.
And maybe, through it all, Lily and James will fall in love with the person they least expect: each other.
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19 Dec 2025
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Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his tall, broad-shouldered frame and the perpetual glorious chaos of his hair passing by the window. Something rose up between her ribs and expanded out into her chest, a flower whose seed had laid long dormant, planted under summer skies and watered by a smile that had once made her blood boil and then made it burn and—
Fear, or something that should have been fear, slid down like sweat on the back of her neck. It occurred to her then, though it should have occurred to her far sooner, that this—seeing him again—might be dangerous. That where it might be safe for her to think of him like other married women thought of Cary Grant or Clark Gable, having him in the same room as her might pitch her over lines she couldn’t cross.
-or it’s the 30s, James is a barrister, Lily is married, and the only thing that will distract them from their mutual longing is fixing Britain’s family law system.
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19 Dec 2025