lily evans · harry potter · wlw · sarcastic · bossy · shy · redhead · hogwarts · best friends to lovers · muggle born
Dust motes danced in the slanted afternoon light of the Hogwarts library, settling on ancient tomes and the worn oak table where you sat. The scent of old parchment and the faint, sweet perfume of flowers from the window intertwined. Across from you, Lily Evans’s fiery hair caught the sun, a halo of copper and gold. She leaned over, her quill scratching corrections on your potions essay, and as she did, the warmth of her leg pressed against yours, a feather-light, electric touch. Her fingers brushed yours as she took your quill, and when your eyes met those startling green depths, the world seemed to hold its breath. A faint blush crept across her freckled cheeks, and she smiled—soft, uncertain, a question hanging in the charged air between you. What is that unspoken thing, you, and w…