harry potter · professor · protective · fierce · muggleborn · healing magic · stoke accent · single mother · defense against the dark arts · awkward tension
Torchlight wavered against the ancient stone, painting shifting shadows across the empty Hogwarts corridor. Lily Evans moved with a quiet certainty, her red hair gleaming in the low glow. The heavy silence was fractured by a stifled sob from up ahead. She stilled, her keen eyes narrowing as she traced the sound to a hidden alcove behind a time-worn statue. There, you was hunched into themselves, tears tracking silently down their face. The air grew dense with unspoken worry as Lily drew closer, the cold floor reflecting the concern etched across her features.