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Harry is an artist!
Quiet morning in the late summer at Godric's Hollow
@jilytoberfest
#James Potter#Harry Potter#lily evans#jily#jilytober2022#Harry potter fanart#marauders#marauders era#my art#zin
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Never Really
For @jilytoberfest 2022 prompt 18: "Nah, she didn't."
Read on AO3 or under the cut!
Fluff, 433 words.
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“How come she married him? She hated him!”
Sirius remembers Lily’s gaze resting on James during History class, while he’s busy doodling on the corner of his book. He remembers her sitting up in alarm when she notices Sirius watching her, and withdrawing with a shy smile and her cheeks slightly pink when he winks at her, with the mutual understanding that her secret is safe.
He remembers her unfailingly on the Quidditch stands during the Gryffindor games, cheering louder than everyone and marvelling at James’s fantastic assists and impressive goals, even as two days before she had been scoffing at him for thinking he’s something special just because he can handle a big red ball.
He remembers her jaw dropping to the floor when she arrives at Platform 9 ¾ to find James wearing the Head Boy badge, a “You?” that’s almost accusatory, only to overhear her later in the train telling her friends that “I’m not worried at all, I’m sure he’ll do a terrific job.”
He remembers her arguing with James for the better part of an hour about the best way to approach Volume-Reducing Transfiguration – James has got it right, of course – and not budging on her opinions even when he has shot down all her arguments one by one, choosing instead to cross her arms and scowl at him; but when they make their joint presentation next week, they’ve gone with his method.
He remembers James all but stumbling into the dormitory late one night after patrol, dazed, grabbing him by the collar and telling him with wide eyes “She kissed me, Padfoot, I don’t even know what happened, she had been so mad a moment before and then she just –”
He remembers James and Lily playing wizard’s chess in the common room, Lily somehow winning and exclaiming “In your face, Potter!” with a triumphant finger at him; he remembers James tugging at that finger and pulling her close, kissing her hard, and Lily cupping his face and kissing him back for so long that the chess pieces start complaining that they’re being neglected.
He remembers Lily during their last month of school, going about her day with an elegant diamond ring on her delicate finger, her friend Mary calling her future Mrs Potter and Lily rolling her eyes, but her smile soft and warm at the mention of the name.
And he remembers her in her wedding dress, glowing as she looks at James with perfect, undisguised adoration. A room full of their loved ones, friends and family, and she’s only got eyes for him.
“Nah, she didn’t.”
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Thankies to @oneofthesirens and @nought-shall-go-ill for their help and support!
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Droplet
@jilytoberfest microfic #17
Watching the Gryffindor Quidditch team practice was a mistake. A big one. Because much as Lily is shocked to say it, James’s prowess on the field…does things to her.
The single-minded focus, the skill, watching his body move gracefully through the air, muscles tensing and stretching…it’s a lot.
And now - well it started when he decided that his practice jersey was in the way and the team couldn’t see his body enough to emulate his movements. Lily’s dangerous dreams that crop up with disturbing frequency are evidence enough. She could paint a picture of every inch of him with her eyes closed.
But James didn’t ask her opinion. Instead he whipped the bloody jersey right off and now he’s been half naked for ten minutes. Might as well be a lifetime when he’s stretching and flexing and driving her batty.
Then to top it off it starts raining.
Drowned rat James should not be this tempting. But seeing him all wet and thinking about other times he’s wet like in the shower. Basically Lily’s turned into a needy, frustrated little creep.
And now James is flying right over to her because with Lily’s luck he’s learned legilimency and he wants to tell her off.
“Evans what are you doing?”
Lily flushes and immediately buries her face in her hands, muffling her loud yelp, “I’m sorry!”
James shakes his head, “You - sorry? For - you’re getting soaked!”
“I - oh,” Lily looks down at her sopping cloak, her waterlogged paperback - a true tragedy she’ll mourn later - and then back at James. “I was distracted by practice I guess.”
James laughs and shakes out his hair, sprinkling her with even more water. His hand works his overgrown fringe away from his eyes as rain runs over his bare skin in hundreds of tiny rivulets. “S’too bad you’re not on the team Evans. They cleared off as soon as the thunder started in.”
“Er- yeah,” Lily barely manages, eyes drawn to a tiny droplet running down James’s raised arm from his elbow over his bicep - a delicious path Lily wants to follow with her lips.
“ - anyway they’ll be fine come match day, so shall we?”
Lily shakes her head as if to clear it and her eyes dart to James, abandoning her detailed perusal of his tanned skin. “Sorry what?”
“Doesn’t matter,” James grins, all mischief, “If you’re alright to table the ogling for a drier location, I figured I could give you a ride back to the castle on my broom.”
Lily’s mouth works uselessly.
“I’m very good with my broom, Evans.”
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Jily readers bingo!!
The much awaited reader’s bingo is here! It is not necessary to re read the stories given below again. Having read them once in the past past year is more than enough! This challenge will go on till the 14th of October! As and when you’re done getting a bingo, do post the finished bingo on your blog, tagging this account! The authors and links for all the fics are mentioned under the cut.
Happy reading!!
The following are the fics mentioned in the template above:
Shout out to my ex by @wearingaberetinparis
In retrograde by @mppmaraudergirl
As if by magic by @annabtg
At the beginning by @inthe-afterglows
I sink the boat of love (by that comes later) by @clare-with-no-i
Loud silences by @maraudersftw
This time I’ll remember by @emeralddoeadeer
But he’s a little bit too far away by @firefeufuego
Falling from grace by @lovely-jily
Moral of the story by @petalstofish
Not the doctor by @practicecourts
Trojan horse by @prongsdamnyou
We should kiss just like real people do by @theesteemedladydebourgh
What I was looking for by @mayfloweranony and @thejilyship
Acid trips by @thequibblah
The Hogwarts secret admirers letter by @the-dream-team
No choice except you by @theresthesnitch
Not fool enough by @tumbledfreckles
I’m Not in LOve by @blitheringmcgonagall
The Christmas gift dispute by @startanewdream
When I’m not with you (think of you always) by @sunshinemarauder
Everybody loves somebody sometimes by @sweeethinny
Secrets or sin (you choose) by @crimson-snitch
A valentine’s kiss by @writtenonreceipts
A lesson in communication by possessingtheproperspirit
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Lily and James brewing Amortentia. 💘
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Echoes of a Love Lived Masterlist
Alright, my first Jilytober as a writer is in the books and WOW. That was something else. Really can't express my gratitude enough to all of you who liked/reblogged/commented on each of the ficlets. I would love to hear which ones stuck with you as your favorite 💕
A huge thank you again to @jilytoberfest for some great prompts!
You can find a full collection of these 31 ficlets on ao3 here.
Additionally, the links to each individual tumblr posts are below. (Bold denotes my favorites)
1. "Smile!" | 2. "You didn't have to do this." | 3. Teaming up when they aren't really friends. | 4. "I know, but I wanted to." | 5. Study Groups | 6. "Why do you have two ice cream scoops but no food?" | 7. Sirius meddles with Jily. | 8. "When did we adopt your best friend?" | 9. Their wedding day. | 10. "Quick, kiss me—my ex is looking!" | 11. "Don't worry." | 12. Sharing favorite books. | 13. "How many books do you own?" | 14. Classroom rivals. | 15. "I was here first." | 16. "I can never hate you." | 17. Making up after an argument. | 18. "Nah, she didn't." | 19. Worst memories. | 20. “Someone needs to help keep your ego under control." | 21. "We'll be alright." | 22. Quiet mornings. | 23. "I couldn't sleep." | 24. Casually talking about their future (together). | 25. "Hey, don't worry. You've got this." | 26. Baking together/with friends. | 27. "I did not wear the right footwear for this." | 28. "Tell me a story." | 29. "Why did you grab a bat/pan when you have a wand?" | 30. Wearing each other's clothing. | 31. Writing letters to the other.
I'm really hoping to update restless waves rise and fall in the next week or so. But until next time, I'll be around! ✨
#jilytober#masterlist#kelsey writes#jilytober2022#jily#james potter#lily evans#harry potter#marauders#fanfic
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(For @jilytoberfest’s Prompt 22: Quiet Mornings)
Posting early because of a busy weekend
Bathilda Bagshot may have been old, may have been “batty”, but she prided herself on her exceptional hearing, thank you very much! One didn’t write the best-selling Hogwarts history of all time by just reading after all. So, Bathilda Bagshot knew a thing or two about the auditory medium.
And those Potters, they were loud — so very, very loud.
She supposed she couldn’t blame them. They were probably used to the idea that no one else could hear. Only those with knowledge of the house could, after all. And those people were naturally very few and far between.
But, consequently, they were loud! So very very loud!
And it spoiled Bathilda’s quiet mornings. Her peaceful quiet mornings! Oh, how she had loved her quiet mornings! Revelled in them. Needed them.
And then those Potters came along!
It was mostly the baby, of course. First, the teething. Oh, the teething! Poor mite was up all night with the pain, and Mummy and Daddy did all they could, but the screams came around like clockwork with the rooster’s crow. Bathilda came over with a potion or two from time to time just to shut the poor dear up. And that poor lovely girl always cooked for her afterwards. How lovely! So very kind she was, Bathilda often thought, though exceptionally loud!
And, oh, then, of course, came the talking! The babbling! How was that baby so talkative? So loud! Of course, it was probably from his father. Lovely man, lovely lovely young man he was. Always had a cheeky tale to tell, and so helpful around the house. So charming. Still, never had Bathilda heard a voice so loud!
That wasn’t the worst of though, was it? No, this was a young couple. A young married couple. And Bathilda had been young once too. She knew what it was like! (Knew all too well from when her nephew had stayed with her too, though no excuse for his lack of silencing charms, I dare say.) And well, Lily and James… it was enough to make an old woman blush! No wonder they had that darling boy so young. They certainly had plenty of practice…
Still, everyone involved must have enjoyed themselves, as they were so. very. loud!
It was strange then when that November 1st things became so quiet. The crowds came later, of course, — the paparazzi, the tourists, the aspirant mourners — and they were loud, annoying, irritatingly loud. But that first day the morning was as quiet as a mourner’s mind.
And in that moment, she just knew.
Bathilda never enjoyed a quiet morning again. Why ever had she before? There was no life in quiet.
She’d blast her wireless, sing to the birds, tell herself a cheeky story or two, maybe get the cooking started!
Anything to keep it loud.
#jilytober2022#jily fic#prompt 22#quiet mornings#this probably wasn’t what the prompt writer had in mind#but never in its life has my imagination played by the rules#and it’s not gonna start today!#yes I realise I could have scheduled this but I’m impatient too
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sweet nothing
Lily Evans has lived with James Potter for two months, and this sun-drenched, fancy-free summer feels like a dream.
Or maybe, the calm before the storm.
For @jilytoberfest ‘s Bittersweet Challenge, with the prompt: “It never works for us, and it never will.” Angst-to-Fluff.
I’ve had so much fun writing this and I hope you guys enjoy it too!
Read it on Ao3!
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31 Prompts for 31 Days
@jilytoberfest is back! Happy October
A collection of drabbles
1. "Smile!"
The rain lashes against the window, distorting what little landscape they see as the Hogwarts Express powers through the countryside.
Regardless, the seventh-year Gryffindors have little chance to enjoy the view.
Mary gestures with her left hand, the group shuffle together on the red velvet booth, a muffled groan and a grumble.
“Smile!”
Pressed together closer than any of them find comfortable, James’ breath is hot on Lily’s neck, her, practically in his lap, “Do you reckon she’ll do this all day?”
Her breath hitches, “Shall we give her a reason to look away?”
“That’s one way to tell them”.
#jilytober2022#jily#james potter#lily evans#synthesis#drabbles#100 words#here we go again#words strung together#jilytober#31prompts#day 1
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dust on the counter
for @jilytoberfest's prompt 21: "We'll be alright." Order!Jily, canon divergence. rated g.
read below, or on ao3 with my other jilytober fics.
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“Lily…”
“He’s going to find out, James.”
“We don’t know that for certain.”
“We do. Have any of us ever been able to hide anything from him? During school, or with the Order?”
“The stakes are higher now. We’ll be smarter.”
“He’s a Legilimens, James. One of the very best there ever was. As soon as we’re alone with him, he’ll know.”
“He doesn’t know there’s anything to know. He won’t be looking.”
“Do you honestly believe he fully trusts any of us? After the ambush at Portree, after the Prewetts? I might even be disappointed if he wasn’t probing us all as often as he could.”
“He isn’t. He wouldn’t do that. He recruited us, he trained us. He’s known us since we were eleven. He’s practically family.”
“James, at the very least, he’s going to be able to tell I’m pregnant. Soon enough, that’ll take only a passing glance, not Legilimency.”
“But that doesn’t matter if he doesn’t know about the prophecy. If anything, he’ll just bench us earlier than I ever would’ve been able to persuade you to on my own.”
“The prophecy getting back to him is only a matter of time. He’s much closer with Sybil than we are. We just got lucky. We won’t get lucky again. We have to fight for ourselves.”
“Lily, even if he does… would that really be so bad? Even with my family vault, he’s got connections we can’t imagine. He could keep us safe.”
“We can keep ourselves safe. We need to keep our baby safe. The war is the most important thing to Dumbledore, James. Not our family. I…I would sacrifice myself for this war. I really would. I would not sacrifice this family.”
“Lily…”
“You know I’m right. You don’t even agree with what you’re saying. You started putting our things in order and converting money from the vault before I even asked. I think you’re looking for an alternative, darling, because this is the last moment we can turn back. But we can’t. There isn’t an alternative.”
“I know. I do know. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
“James, darling…”
“I… I don’t mean to make this harder. I can’t help it. I kept hoping something would change. That it would never come to this, even as we were planning for it.”
“I know, love.”
“I… I wish we could tell Sirius. I wish we could tell Remus and Peter. The world feels a lot smaller than it used to, doesn’t it? Than it used to even a year ago. The whole world has two-and-a-bit people in it now.”
Lily takes a shuddering breath and skims her thumb across his cheekbone. “I know, darling. Are you ready?”
James breaks his gaze from his wife’s to survey the cramped flat they’ve called home for almost three years now. It looks the same as it usually does, by design. Shoes left haphazardly by the door, dust collecting on the kitchen table and counters, the rubbish bin half full. Their bed is unmade and their closet is mostly full. Framed photos line the walls, a mix of Muggle and magic. Their loo has two toothbrushes in it and no pregnancy tests. On the dresser in their bedroom are two tickets for a film the following week and a note from Lily to James reminding him to pick up more milk. On their Gryffindor-red couch lies James’s favorite jumper, an old Puddlemere one, and Lily’s copy of Persuasion.
James adjusts the strap of the bag on his back, and then the frame of his glasses. He clutches his wand tightly in one hand and takes his wife’s in the other.
He looks back at Lily, and there are tears shining in her lovely green eyes. He kisses her on the forehead and feels a tear of his own drip down his cheek and onto hers.
“We’ll be alright,” Lily says. Her voice catches, then breaks. “We’ll be just fine.”
James drops her hand to clutch her tightly around the middle, and he feels her do the same.
“I’m ready,” James whispers.
Lily sobs, and then she turns on her heel.
#jily#jily fic#jple#james x lily#jily fanfic#jilytober#jilytober2022#lily evans potter#james potter#hana writes#order!jily
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@jilytoberfest so the plan is to write microfics every day for Jilytober- all a part of a single story… this one got way way too long 😬😬😂😂… (and I may mix up these and @magic-girl-in-a-muggle-world’s prompts, depending on what fits!)
Those Smitten Idiots
Prompt #1: “Smile!”
“For the last time, Sirius, I’m not going to the fucking Hallowe’en Ball with Alphonsus St.John Diggory!” Lily repeated.
Her cheeks had gone blotchy from the suppressed irritation, and she was practically whisper-shouting, which was potentially a total disaster. Seeing as this entire… situation depended on nobody finding out he was the brains behind Operation Smitten Idiots.
“Shush!” Sirius muttered tetchily, scanning the horizon for the twin dangers of James Potter or (potentially worse still) Remus Lupin.
Lily’s eyes widened and she opened her mouth indignantly to protest.
“Do not- “
“Don’t embarrass the poor chap! Not his fault that he’s been turned down by thirteen girls in a row!”
“Thirteen?”
Sirius nodded, adding in a sad huff at the end.
“He’s heartbroken.”
Lily rolled her eyes.
“Well, you’d think- “ she began.
“He failed his DADA exam. And his Charms test.”
Lily hesitated.
“And… his cat died. So did his owl. And his rabbit.”
Sirius grimaced. Okay, so that might be pushing it.
“No way?” Lily looked at him with horror. “The poor fella!”
“Yes, yes, dreadful stuff… caught him shedding bitter tears in the boys’ loos beside Minnie’s office. Bawling.”
He was, in fact, pretty sure that Alphonsus St.John Diggory had never shed a single tear in his entire, boring, perfect life. He was, however, an excellent Quidditch player, and good-looking to boot. Sirius Black might have been forced to call in a few favours for him in order to set this all up…
He could practically see her relenting.
“Don’t say a word though, he’d be mortified. Asked me not to breathe a word to anyone.”
“And he knows I’m only agreeing to go as a friend?” Lily bit her lower lip.
“Of course, I expressly warned him that I’d murder him if he so much as looked at you funny and- “
“Oh shut up, poor guy, imagine having to listen to your drivel when three of his pets died,” she said, her face taking on a determined expression.
Just then, James Fleamont “I could have asked Evans to the ball and we all know she’d have said yes immediately but I’m either an idiot or a spineless coward so I didn’t bother” Potter walked into the great hall. Wearing his dress robes which Sirius had secretly charmed to cling to his shoulders and back and chest like a certain quidditch uniform which Lily Evans was want to stare at. Lily’s mouth - as if on cue - hung open.
“Six. Six pets. I forgot to mention his pet lambs,” he said, taking her arm and walking in the direction of Himbo Diggory.
“Six?” Her eyebrows shot up and she tore herself away from staring at his useless best friend. “Lambs?”
Only Prongs was now rooted to the spot like a pillar of salt, or a giant stunned Pygmy Puff.
“Seven, if you count his pet rat, which I wasn’t.”
“You… what? How very DARE you!” Peter Pettigrew yelped in alarm.
“They’re highly intelligent animals!” Lily and Peter shouted in unison.
“Well, whatever,” he sniffed, smoothing out his dress robes. “I suppose it’s a loss.. used sleep next to his bed, near the rabbit… and the cat.”
“OMG!” Lily elbowed him rudely. “The poor guy!”
She straightened her shoulders, took one last forlorn glance at the useless article with the messy hair, took a deep breath, and tapped the himbo on the shoulder. Got to hand it to Evans, she has guts, he thought.
“Hi Alphonsus,” she said, trying to stretch her lips upwards.
“Hello, Miss Evans,” the guy said, looking over her shoulder at Sirius and winking far too dramatically.
He mimed zipping up his mouth and cutting his throat for good measure. Alphonsus frowned but nodded, looking slightly more subdued.
“A dance?” Alphonsus said, giving Lily a pitying look.
“Of course.”
“Smile!” Cressida Creevy waved her arm wildly before taking the shot.
“What the absolute fuck?” James Potter finally asked, gulping down an entire glass of fire whisky in one go and grabbing a second one.
“No idea, old chap,” he said, elegantly sipping some wine and raising the glass at the couple. “I think he fancies her, and nobody asked her, so she said yes. Has a thing for Quidditch players, apparently.”
His friend said nothing, tugged at his bird’s nest hair, and muttering distraught expletives under his breath.
“Why, you weren’t planning on asking Evans, were you? I thought you were, and I quote, just good friends?”
The reply was in gibberish, although in fairness Prongs was choking on his fire whisky at the time.
“All good, so?” he said, whacking Prongs twice on the back for good measure. “Splendid. Well, enjoy the night, they certainly seem to be.”
Alphonsus patted Lily on the shoulder in a comforting fashion as they glided by. She smiled back fondly.
“Probably discussing some personal problems, a problem shared is a problem halved, and all that,” he supplied helpfully.
“Fuckfuckfuck,” Prongs hacked up a lung.
Sirius wandered off. Prongs picked up an entire bottle of fire whisky.
“Parfaitement joué,” Sirius smiled to himself. “And onto plan number two…”
#fluff and idiocy#jilytober#jilytober2022#jilytoberfest#Sirius black is the best wingman#this started off as a microfic#but grew a bit too much#Jily microfics#jily#so the plan is#one long story in tiny snippets#one for each day#YouBlitheringIdiot is me and these two also
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After a long and boring patrol, jily first kiss in Hogwarts dark corridors.
Intimacy wasn't easy at Hogwarts...
I told to my friend @startanewdream that I was ready to draw dozens of jily first kiss.
Here is one of many to come
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Climb
Requested by @joyseuphoria written for @jilytoberfest microfic “climb”
“I thought I would find you out here.” Sirius said climbing through the window and out onto the flat roof. “Want to talk about what’s bothering you?”
Lily was silent for a long moment as she stared out over the Hogwarts grounds. “If I agreed to go out with him I’d just be putting him at more risk. He can stay out of this war if he stays away from me.”
“He was never going to stay out of this fight. Even if he had never met you, even if you cut him out of your life, he’s going to join this fight. Because whats happening out there is wrong and James is a noble prat sometimes but he always fights against what he knows is wrong. I’ll say this though. He’s loved you since before he knew what love was. You can’t keep him out of the fight Evans but maybe you can give him to fight for. Having you is just going to make him fight harder to come home.”
“I love him too. I don’t know when I fell in love with him and I haven’t even been able to tell him yet but I do.”
“I know. You wouldn’t be thinking of running right now if you didn’t love him. But running is just going to hurt you both. You don’t waste good Evans. Not in times like this. You should tell him you love him.”
“I will.”
“I think you already did.” James’ voice was filled with all the joy in the world as he leaned against the window. “I wanted to check on you. Guess I got here at the right time.”
I write BlackEvans brotp better than jily so I’m just going to leave that there.
#jily fic#blackevans brotp#lily evans#james potter#sirius black#jilytober2022#I want a roof to climb out onto when I’m upset
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Time
@jilytoberfest microfic #10
“Are you aware of the time, Potter?”
James ruffles his hair, the picture of calm except for the tightening of his grip on his Nimbus. “Professor! I am not aware of the exact time - you know how it flies by when you’re er- flying.”
McGonagall’s lips tighten, probably more to suppress a laugh than out of actual anger. Though her tone seems to have no trouble keeping that determination firmly in the ‘detention is imminent’ zone. “It’s well past curfew.”
“I - ”
“And you are Head Boy.”
“Yes,” James says in his silkiest tone, trying to recall all he’s learned from Remus’s slippery ways over the years, “But I am also Quidditch Captain and I was trying out some new plays - ”
“By yourself?” McGonagall asks, brow raised, “Hardly seems productive.”
“I was mostly envisioning it on the field. All that space makes it come alive. Have to write it down.”
“And your notes are where?”
When James ruffles his hair this time, he grips the roots for a moment, knuckles going white. “In my locker. Nice and secure,” he winks, “Gotta keep things hidden so Hufflepuff doesn’t get any ideas.”
“Because they are known cheats,” McGonagall replies, dry.
Almost as dry as James’s mouth. This may never end. He’s half convinced giving himself up is a better idea. But then he remembers why the whole charade started in the first place. “Competition makes liars of the most unexpected people, Professor,” James says sagely.
“Potter!”
James and McGonagall both jolt at Lily’s somewhat shrill yelp. “I have been waiting in the common room for forty-five minutes! We have schedules to complete and you’re supposed to do your half of the star chart before tomorrow night,” she turns toward Professor McGonagall, “I am terribly sorry for the outburst.”
Her eyes wrinkle at the corners as she examines James and Lily for a few beats, then sighs. “Off you go - straight back to the Common Room with no stops in between.”
James’s breath blows out in a long gust. “Aye, right away!”
They’re almost to the stairs when McGonagall calls out, “And Evans, Potter, scarves are particularly useful on nights like these. Against the…chill.”
She stares pointedly at their necks enough that both reach up, remembering the actual happenings on the pitch.
“Get on, now,” McGonagall says, shooing them with one hand, “I would like to get some sleep.”
They’re a few floors up, waiting for the moving staircase when James turns to Lily, “Did Professor McGonagall just give us snogging advice?”
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Jilytober event registrations
Jilytober’s just around the corner and there are tons of fun activities planned this year!
(Thanks to @constancezin and @carlav-blogs for the header and icon for the page!!)
EVENTS
1. Themes
The themes for this year are as follows!
Week 1: Neighbours
Week 2: Indian jily
Week 3: Dancer/Musician jily
Week 4: Fall jily
2. Challenges
Challenges for writers, artists and readers!
Bittersweet
Being one of the most loved events of last year, it HAD to make a comeback this year as well!
Who can participate: Writers/Artists!
Description: The participants will be given a fluff prompt which should be interpreted as angst. And vice versa
How to participate: Those interested to participate in this challenge can give their names, here!
Masquerade challenge
Who can participate: everyone!
Description: A few writers will write and submit their fics to the challenge, and these will be posted anonymously on the page. Readers have to match the fics to the writers!
How to participate as an author: Authors can submit their names to write a fic, here!
Winner: A scoreboard will be maintained, and the person with the most right guesses at the end, will win this challenge!
Microfics
At the beginning of the week, 5 prompts will be posted. They can all be connected together to make one fic, or as many as one wants. There is no limit! The microfics are to range in between 50-100 words but if inspiration strikes, feel free to go crazy!
Who can participate: Writers! (Even artworks,playlists, moodboards can be made!!)
Readers Bingo!
We all know that all readers consume jily content like crazy, so we will be having a separate bingo template!
Who can participate: Everyone!
Description: Get two bingos by reading all the fics posted this year on the template.
How to participate: the official bingo will be posted on page on the 10th of October!
Winner: Whoever finishes the bingo first, wins! They should also post a photo of their finished template on Tumblr.
Trivia
Who can participate: Everyone!
Description: A trivia on jily fics. Questions for the same can be submitted here!
How to participate: Interested participants can submit their names, here! And the link to the trivia form will be posted during mid October!
Winner: Who gets the most correct answers, will be crowned the winner.
3. Prompts
There will be 31 prompts for 31 days! Since this was a HUGE hit last year, it’s back with more exciting prompts for everyone!
The prompts will be posted soon!
#jilytober#jily#james potter#lily evans#harry potter#31prompts#jilytober fest#jilytober2022#jilymicrofics
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James and Lily. Color vs black and white.
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