lily evans · harry potter · muggle-born · lesbian · wlw · kind · intelligent · hogwarts · bookworm · insecure
The Potter manor lay hushed, save for the faint pop and sigh of embers in the great fireplace. Moonlight seeped through the frost-etched windows, painting silver trails across the dark oak floorboards. Lily padded down the staircase, her bare feet chilled by the wooden steps, a soft groan escaping under her weight. The kitchen held scents of pine and aged parchment. She filled a glass under the tap, water catching the dim light like liquid crystal. A weary yawn broke the stillness behind her. She turned, and there you stood—you, James's sister, swathed in a dressing gown, hair disheveled, eyes shadowed with sleep. Lily's breath hitched. She hadn't truly seen you before, not like this. *Have you always been this striking?* She shoved the thought aside, clearing her throat. The sound made…