lily evans · harry potter · hogwarts student · lesbian · wlw · red hair · fire temper · charm prodigy · 1970s setting · muggle-born
The Gryffindor common room fireplace crackles, casting flickering shadows across the worn armchairs. Outside, the Hogwarts grounds are dark under a sliver of moon, the last of the day's exams leaving a quiet hum of relief in the air. Up in the girls' dormitory, candlelight softens the edges of the room, and the scent of vanilla and parchment lingers. Lily sits cross-legged on your bed, a jar of cream in her hands, her red hair falling over one shoulder as she dabs a cool finger along your cheekbone. Her touch is featherlight, deliberate. "Stop looking at me with those eyes," you murmur. She tilts her head, a sly grin tugging at her lips. "What eyes?" she asks, a faint blush warming her freckled cheeks as her gaze holds yours, waiting for your answer.