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lilium_evansiae) wrote2012-06-30 05:44 pm
lilium_evansiae) wrote2012-06-30 05:44 pm
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6 April 1977, London
Lily is quite relieved when she looks out the train window and sees the outskirts of London.
Of course, now that she's reached London, she has to deal with her interview, but at least that's something to do. The problem with this trip is that there has been entirely too much thinking and entirely no doing of anything.
Now there will be plenty of doing things, starting with finding James, who is meeting her at Euston Station. She had mentioned, one afternoon at Hogwarts, that she wasn't actually sure how to get to Diagon Alley from the Muggle train station and did he know the closest Tube stop? And James had assured her that he would meet her at Euston Station and make sure she got to Diagon Alley safely and on time and not to worry about it at all.
The train rolls to a stop, and Lily picks up her handbag and makes her way with the jostling morning crowd out onto the platform.
All she has to do now is find James.
Or, more likely, wait for James to find her.
(He's showing an amazing talent for it, recently.)
Of course, now that she's reached London, she has to deal with her interview, but at least that's something to do. The problem with this trip is that there has been entirely too much thinking and entirely no doing of anything.
Now there will be plenty of doing things, starting with finding James, who is meeting her at Euston Station. She had mentioned, one afternoon at Hogwarts, that she wasn't actually sure how to get to Diagon Alley from the Muggle train station and did he know the closest Tube stop? And James had assured her that he would meet her at Euston Station and make sure she got to Diagon Alley safely and on time and not to worry about it at all.
The train rolls to a stop, and Lily picks up her handbag and makes her way with the jostling morning crowd out onto the platform.
All she has to do now is find James.
Or, more likely, wait for James to find her.
(He's showing an amazing talent for it, recently.)
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(And as they've made it just far enough down the street that they shan't be snogging directly in front of her future place of employment ... )
Further progress down the street may have to wait a bit.
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And he is perfectly, perfectly content to let it wait.
James' arms wind around Lily's waist, pulling her close.
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(It's all right. If this kiss doesn't end, there can't be any more. And that would be tragic.)
"Thank you for making things better and easier than they would be without you."
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Really, there's no other place he'd rather be.
This is a big moment for Lily, and he wants to be around for all of these big moments happening presently, and to come.
"Now ... about that ice cream?"
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Which is not at all a proper lunch, but this is very much an ice cream sort of day now.
"And you can tell me how you've been.
"How are things with Bla--Sirius?"
Settling back out after the birthday fiasco?
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(And don't think he hasn't noticed that she called him 'Sirius' instead of addressing him by his surname, the way she used to address him.
And the way he addressed her, too.
Blimey, that'd been ages ago.)
"I think he's been holding off as long as humanly possible, considering.
"I can't say I'm particularly fussed about it. It's been weird. Nothing really feels resolved, though he's been quietly trying not to be his usual annoying self."
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(She'll see to it that it works out, if she has to.
Whatever that involves.)
"So in the absence of being led into trouble by Sirius Black, what have you been doing with yourself this week, James?"
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He runs a hand through his hair.
"Nothing of particular interest," he answers. "Got coerced into going to another ridiculous society ball the other night."
He makes a face.
"That may just be the last one I allow myself to be coerced into."
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Lily attempts to sound suitably impressed.
Sort of.
"And did you dance with anyone I should be jealous of?"
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Which, yes, they've definitely been walking towards all this time.
"Unfortunately, I think she's a bit too old for me — not to mention, spoken for.
"Also, possibly, my mother."
He laughs again.
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"I would so hate to have to start hexing people over you.
"It's just such a cliche, you know?"
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The cool temperature of the little shop is rather refreshing, not that it's a particularly hot day in London.
But there's something about stepping into a delicately refrigerated place where aisles of brightly coloured ice creams await — if only one can make up his or her mind to choose one (or two, or three) flavour.
It's a happy-making place.
It is also a happy-making place James and the Marauders often visit, especially considering Mr Fortescue's friendly expression implies that they know each other.
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And there are all together too many choices.
(And it's a magical ice cream parlour. You can't just order vanilla and be done with it.)
"So what are you going to order?"
Maybe James has helpful suggestions.
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He peers at the options, frowning.
"Well. I suppose I'm feeling a little ... yellow. And cream. And maybe brown.
"Ah. That precise shade of brown, in fact."
Which is something coffee-esque.
Yes, James chooses flavours based on colours.
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Lily looks at all the choices, twice, and then opts for licorice, almond, and black currant. (She does not choose by color, but the colors do look nice together, she has to admit.)
"It's kind of nice to be out without the rest of Hogwarts crowding around, isn't it?"
Or the universe ending on the other side of a window.
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"It is," he says. "It's actually rather perfect. Like a real date, the sort you might read in those Fifi LaFolle books of yours."
He grins.
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Lily looks over at him, considering.
"I'm not sure. I might require convincing on that point."
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"Nay, more than that, actually!"
Come on, Lily. You must be able to see it!
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"The nay, however, that was good.
"Very, um, retro."
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There's a look of amusement on his face.
"I'll work on the 'oy'.
"What would be preferable, then?"
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"And then you could get knee-breeches and a really silly cravat.
"But I have to say, James, before you get too invested in all that ... I really think I might prefer the Potter charm to the LaFolle variety."
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That just gets a wide grin from James very-much-a Potter.
"I am a little more comfortable with the Potter charm," James says. "Particularly as I don't think I'd be quite as convincing in a cravat and knee-breeches as I would be wearing ... well, this."
He gestures to his jeans, sneakers, and polo t-shirt.
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"Guess we'll just have to stick with what we've already got."
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— before his face breaks out into another grin.
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