OH, AND ANOTHER THING

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oh, and another thing

basically, nel and i are trash and i'm obsessed with jasper and lily's future

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(anything with characters not my own has been approved by the characters' parent)

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November 2032

There are a dozen potions all at different stages around her lab when Lily pauses for the first time in her day. She takes a moment to pull the hair off the nape of her neck, going to tie it up before remembering she hasn't kept a bobble around her wrist since she cut her hair short for the summer - when she and Jasper were going travelling and it just made more sense for the warmer climates they were planning to visit. Right now her hair would barely fit into a pony tail even if she had the means to tie it up, but its still frustrating to her that she can't. Another habit she's fallen out of in the last few months.

It feels weird to be brewing again and that's really not something she ever expected. Six months ago Lily had officially completed all the potions qualifications possible in the wizarding world, and the sign off being on her 26th birthday meant she was the youngest person to ever do so - by like four days, but she was totally taking the win. Taking some time off had been much needed after the emotional onslaught that had been the last year or so. When she'd started her mastery qual inventing a potion that used the technique of amortentia based on memory threads like a pensieve seemed like a pretty straightforward task, but she hadn't really taken into consideration the testing phase and how much of a toll that might take on her.

The few months where the potion did work but only with a delayed affect had been the hardest. She'd wake up in the middle of the night convinced her dad was watching over her, and she eventually worked out it was to do with the consistency of the powdered moonshine (which, no, wasn't an issue with amortentia hence why it took her ages to figure out) but that time had been tough not only for her but also for Jasper. The rules of the mastery meant no one apart from her overseeing mentor from the board of potions was allowed to know the nature of what she was doing. Good for competitors, bad for relationships. Jasper was honestly a saint. He'd had no idea why she kept waking up crying, why some nights she refused to go to bed until a seemingly randomly point when she deemed it safe (after the smell had passed, but he wasn't allowed to know that). He'd wake up with her or stay up with her as appropriate, and he didn't complain once throughout the entire process even though he didn't know what was going on. He just wanted to make sure she was OK.

Lily would never forget his reaction when she finally told him what she'd spent the last three years working on. The moment he found out what she'd been going through he'd wrapped his arms around her and held her for 20 minutes straight. He didn't try to pull away, didn't try to look at her face, just wrapped her up in his arms and held on tight without an ounce of selfishness to it - like he was trying to protect her retrospectively from her own stupid decision. So yeah, a break from potions had been a good idea at that point. A month away from cauldrons whilst they went travelling. Rediscovered themselves as people and as a couple like a pair of horny teenagers.

She lets her hair drop away from her hands as she checks that all the different concoctions around her are safe to leave for a bit. Its nearly 2 pm and she's hungry - hopefully that house-husband of hers has had a similar thought.. but realistically he probably had it a couple of hours ago. There's some incantations to do as she heads upstairs to make sure the alarm system will go off if something needs saving. They'd set it up when they'd first built the place and there's varying degrees of lights and sounds so they can tell if something has just boiled over or if they need to get the fuck out of the house as quickly as possible. Luckily the most extreme version is yet to be used, which is quite frankly a miracle.

The house is eerily quiet as Lily gets to the main section. It being mid-afternoon she had been expecting something akin to chaos - lots of chatter and happy squeals that had become the norm over the past few months. The sounds she now realises she's missed this morning whilst she's been working.

She grabs an apple as she passes through the kitchen on her way to the lounge, thinking maybe there's an intense game of hide and seek she's missing out on and maybe Jasper needs some help. When she gets there it feels like a ghost town, toys strewn everywhere as if everything has been played with and nothing put away in the process (which is likely - she's aware she's the one who's more insistent on tidying up as they go. She's trying to loosen up a bit about that) but she can't help but grin at the massive tower of building blocks acting like a centerpiece on their coffee table. She wonders how long that took to build. Also who did most of the work...

She goes to check the garden before carrying on through the rest of the house, but the door is locked so she doesn't even bother going outside in the end and instead turns straight for the stairs. They've actually given up trying to enforce a nap time, even though its somewhat age appropriate, but maybe they're having some reading time or something. Or maybe Maia has decided she's bored of all the hiding places downstairs.

The last room she checks is their master bedroom. Its her favourite room, right at the top of the house with views out over the ocean and huge windows so they can appreciate them whenever they want. Jasper says it has the best light so even though he has a studio he tends to take over a solid third with whatever his current favourite project is. Lily pretends to grumble but really she loves to see what he's working on, especially when he ends up working in the early hours as he's wont to do. It keeps him close.

By this point she's convinced this is where they must be. Jasper showing Maia the landscape he's working on, or maybe mess happened and he's treating Maia to their roll-top bath rather than the bathroom the toddler normally uses. They'd agreed to spoil her a bit today as since they'd brought her home they've all been together constantly, as a family, so Lily being in the basement working was likely to be a bit jarring.

Lily calls out as she pokes open the door, "J? What are w-" she stops when she sees them on the bed, Maia curled into a ball with her head on Jasper's chest and her hand clutching his shirt open a little. Her husband is asleep on her side of the bed, curved slightly around their daughter, his mouth open and probably drooling a little bit on her pillow but Lily can't find it in her to care whilst her heart is melting. It takes her less than 10 seconds to decide a half day is perfectly acceptable on your first day back at work. Besides, the alarms will go off if anything happens.

She climbs onto Jasper's side of the bed to join her family's nap time, petting the little girl's hair down slightly as she does. Maia doesn't stir, but Jasper does, blinking lazily and shifting enough to pull Lily in closer to them. He bends his head down and she's not sure if he's aiming for her hand or for Maia's hair, but he pecks both before looking up at her.

"How late is it?" He's whispering. No one wants to wake a toddler unnecessarily.

Lily can't resist leaning forward to kiss him lightly, "Not late at all, don't worry. Still hours til Mum's due," and that's apparently enough for Jasper to close his eyes and drift off again clutching both of them closer as he does so.

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March 2027

Having a boyfriend is weird. Having a boyfriend whilst being at Hogwarts is weird. Having a boyfriend whilst being at Hogwarts who isn't at Hogwarts is weird.

She shouldn't even be at Hogwarts. That conversation with McGonagall was the worst one in her life. Even worse than... well, maybe not. But close. "If you study at Hogwarts, you live at Hogwarts." What. Bullshit.

Lily played nice for her first term. She'd been on her best behaviour. She'd been given rooms near the teaching quarters that were apparently used for other '8th Years', as they were called. She wasn't the first, and she wouldn't be the last. She wasn't even the oldest there'd ever been even though technically by age she would be a 10th Year.... but still 8th Years were rare and she was currently the only one (there hadn't been more than a couple at once for near 30 year). After two years of constantly being with a solid group of friends she was lonely, but because she'd been good (and honestly because a couple of the professors had been on her side) she was now allowed off grounds at weekends. After 6pm on Fridays until 8am on Mondays she could be wherever she wanted to be - mostly, away from a castle full of teenagers.

She'd worked out a routine. It varied slightly depending on other people's plans but for the most part she apparates straight to Jasper's place on a Friday (well, Jasper and Baggy (although he comes and goes as he pleases so she can't always guarantee he'll be there) and Christian and Dom's place) and then some time on a Saturday she'll head to the Potter place to see her mum and occasionally a brother if they're around. Sundays vary the most - usually everyone heads to The Burrow for the day but some Sunday nights she goes back home, other times she's alone. She never gets back to Hogwarts until the Monday morning.

Getting up for class is even worse when you have to disentangle yourself from someone to do so. Lily really really doesn't want to leave this time, but she's pushing herself for time already. She presses her face into Jasper's neck, hoping if she holds on a little closer time will stop and she won't have to go. The ticking sound of the clock tells her she still has to.

She's careful not to wake him, even though he's trying to pull her back in in his sleep and she knows he'd stop if he was conscious. Really, she doesn't want him to stop. Its kind of nice to feel loved. She kisses his hair as she climbs over him to get closer to the closet. Lily had been planning to get back early and change at school but suddenly its ten to eight and that's way out of the question - she knows she has robes here somewhere. That she's left them before. Finding them in a hurry might not be easy though.

The clock ticks down and she knows she can't be late. She's certain one late on a Monday will mean no more weekend trysts and with exams two months away now she's certain she'll fail every one without being able to study somewhere she can actually relax. She's ended up throwing a lot of things on the floor as she searches, certain that even if he is annoyed Jasper will forgive her anyway so its OK. She has half her uniform sorted but she can't find a flash of red she's sure she has left behind at some point... of all the things she could be missing.

She spots something from the corner of her eye and she wonders... she's an 8th Year anyway now so surely this doesn't matter? Not really.

She can wear yellow instead.

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Summer 2034

A loud crash makes Jasper pause in the middle of the story he's telling Lily (well, retelling - by this point its almost certain they've told all their tales between them at least twice). They barely spare a glance at each other before they're both running to see what's happened.

Lily's slightly ahead so she spots the glass covering most of their carpet first, thrusting her arm out to stop Jasper from running passed her and across it in bare feet. He wraps an arm around her stomach automatically as they stand there, taking in the sight before them, "What the-!? What happened?"

Their 5-year-old is practically crying with laughter, rolling on the sofa. Every time she tries to speak she hiccups and another peal of giggles starts. Thankfully, she looks unharmed. Lily's yet to move, just staring at Maia as Jasper pads carefully across the room to her. Lily's not sure its possible for him not to have stood on any glass as he walks across the room, but if he does he doesn't flinch at all.

Once he's made it to the sofa and has their daughter safely in his arms Lily finally starts to move. She's scanning the room looking for two things: one, the other person who was there when they'd gone to make lunch barely 10 minutes earlier; and two, whatever has been broken. Her first thought had been the coffee table - but as that's intact she's not entirely sure what to expect. Its only when she glances outside that she realises there's no glass in between her and the garden. There is, however, someone staring at her from the other side of where said glass should be.

"Baggy, what happened?"

More laughter comes from behind Lily, and the man still doesn't move from where he's standing on their patio but his eyes dart towards the sound. He seems to settle when he realises his best friend has a firm grip on his child, "She was coming for me."

Lily is nonplussed by his reasoning, "She's five! She's not exactly threatening, what could she poss-"

"Mate," Jasper interrupts from his spot on the sofa. He knows if he doesn't cut off his wife now there'll be no way of stopping the ensuing rant (a family trait, he's gathered) - plus having taken in everything from his understanding he's come to an almost certain conclusion, "Did you panic at the toddler, go full eagle inside the house, and then break our french doors on the way out?"

There's silence. Then three blinks in response followed by the loud POP of a forceful apparition - and then the garden is empty.

Jasper laughs louder than Maia, "I'm totally hexting the others."

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June 2032
[break](ooc: rach requested this be at least 2000 words so this is her fault[break]plus probably does not count as a drabble OH WELL)
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[break]Marriage was never something that Lily had considered as a teenager. She had never been one of those girls to fantasise about a big day all about her - and the idea of then being attached to the same person for life? How about: no. It was a weird mixture of preferred solitude and a genuine belief that she wouldn't live that long anyway.
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[break]Jasper had kind of been a surprise on every level. When they'd re-met after she'd come back from her potions tour she hadn't been expecting.. well, any of what had happened. They'd just fallen into place. Before him she had barely slept with the same person twice, let alone been part of an actual couple. It wasn't even like it had been a carefree route for them either - being back at school had majorly stressed her out from day one, but towards the end of the year something came up between him and his brother, Rory, and let's just say if they'd been able to be in the same place at the same time things would have been a Lot easier. So of course shit had hit the fan during her actual NEWT exams when she couldn't leave the castle.
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[break]She had apparated straight into his room from Hogsmeade within half an hour of the end of her final exam, and had been extremely unsurprised to find Jasper sat on his bed, leaning against the headboard with an open sketch pad resting on his thigh. What had been surprising, however, was the blank page in front of him and the glazed look in his eyes as he'd turned to look at her. Like he couldn't quite believe she was actually there.
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[break]The thing with Lily and Jasper will always be that he is the people person. They had literally met because he'd talked her through a panic attack, and even though she was now able to connect with other people unlike that broken 13 year old hiding in a broom closet, she still had no idea how to talk to someone in this kind of state. Luckily, with Jasper, she didn't really have to. She'd instantly dropped her bags and moved across the bed to him, climbing into his lap as he'd let his sketch pad drop; he'd gone to hold her waist and she'd taken his face in her hands and just gently stroked her thumbs across his cheeks as he'd closed his eyes - and then they had just sat there a while as he came back to himself, no words necessary.
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[break]It was later that evening, when everything had calmed down and she was curled up next to him, wearing one his shirts and pretending she didn't know he was sketching her as she lay there scrolling through her quiv, that Lily truly realised she was in this for the long haul. That this wasn't a case of her using him like she had feared (and like their interactions in school had been). That they were really a team and they could help each other through anything, and though they'd never specifically spoken about the future she knew he felt the same.
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[break]That summer before she'd started working properly they'd taken some time to travel. Together, not separately like they had before. She had been around the world but going from country to country in huge jumps misses a lot of sections - so whilst Jasper may have travelled smaller distances, he'd seen a lot of things she'd missed out on. Most of Europe barring about three square miles of the Pyrenees and a few Greek islands were a complete mystery to her, and he was more than happy to act as tour guide.
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[break]They toured the continent and it was just. Amazing. There's a small part of her heart that will always be in Copenhagen. She can imagine another life where that's where they decided to settle down. Jasper painting boats long into the night. Constantly buying trinkets along the harbour. She was actually a little sad to leave that first time, but she knew they'd be back without a doubt.
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[break]From Europe they keep travelling east. Lily takes him to Pakistan first - to visit Rafeena. Fee hadn't been the oldest person on the world tour age-wise, but life-wise? Well, she'd left two children under eight for that qualification. Not a light decision. She'd become the group's pseudo-mum pretty early on, and so seeing her grab Jasper by the hair and pull his face down to her eye level so she could look him dead in the eye had just been.. beautiful to Lily. Whatever Fee had seen in his soul she'd approved of. Heartily.
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[break]"I feel like she's just told us we have her blessings to get married," Jasper had chuckled afterwards. She'd just gone still in his arms when he did. He'd noticed immediately, questioned her gently, and she'd given the standard responses. I don't believe in marriage. It'd just be a piece of paper. It doesn't change anything anyway. She'd even brought up Dom's stance of 'its not fair for them to do it when not everybody has the right to'. He'd just kissed her and accepted her stance, and she knew that he wouldn't probe her on it. Not for a while at least. Possibly not ever.
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[break]It was only a passing comment, really, but it stuck in her head. Her mind fixated on it. Because all the reasons she had given were well and true but in her heart she knew that wasn't everything. It made her really sit and consider it for the first time, and she realised its wasn't the actual marriage that she was personally against, it was the wedding. Regardless of the person. Regardless of whether she wanted that commitment or status at that or any point in the future. She just could not see herself wanting that day.
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[break]At face value, it seemed silly, but they both have big families. Big families that would want to be involved, and would insist on things being traditional to a certain extent. So there'd be a moment when everything would stop and all attention would be on her - and only her. A moment where there should be happy tears threatening to spill over and a guiding hand to help her. The hand that held her up so she could climb when she was little. The hand that she'd held in a vice grip when she'd then fallen and grazed her leg and the tears had just kept coming. The hand that had tucked her hair behind her ear and told her to reach for the stars before she took her first ride on the Hogwarts Express. The hand of a ghost.
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[break]She could ask James, she was aware, or Al. Or even her mum. She wouldn't necessarily have to be alone, but it still wouldn't be the same. And everyone involved would know it.
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[break]Their next stop had been Tawhi, a remote island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Its entirely magical, barely three miles in length, and impossible to get to unless you know how. Its probably Lily's absolute favourite place in the world. Given that there was only one boat a week in or out from Samoa, they'd stayed there almost a month on the tour. Made friends with the locals. Become part of the community.
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[break]When they arrived a girl called Kalea had jumped on Lily almost immediately. She hadn't actually told anyone to expect them, in case something had happened and they hadn't been able to make the journey, and Kalea had been so delighted that by some fate they'd managed to arrive the day before her wedding. The timing for Lily's psyche had been almost impeccable.
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[break]She actually knew the groom, too. He'd been one of the potioneers they'd come to work with three years prior to that visit. Anaru. At that time the two of them had barely interacted, but watching them together everything in the world had just, fallen into place.
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[break]Coming back to England had been a shock to the system for both of them. Lily had had to walk almost straight into her mastery at St. Mungos - literally she had been there two days after they'd got back. They'd had to go from spending literally every moment together to seeing each other three times a week and it had sucked. But there was no way she was moving out of her mum's to move into a three bed flat that already had four occupants, and he wasn't moving into the house she'd grown up. She'd feared they'd never leave if he did.
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[break]They'd thrown ideas back and forth for a while. Where they'd like to live ideally vs. what they could realistically afford. They had this ridiculous dream home - one where she could brew and he could paint and everyone could visit if they wanted to. Remote, with views of the ocean. They'd ended up comparing every other option to this pipe dream until they'd got to the point where nothing else would even do. On a proper 'fuck it' moment, they'd decided to give up looking for a place to live for now, and instead just buy a plot of land to build this ideal on. It'd mean more time not living together to build it, but once they had it they'd never need to move. They knew they could wait it out.
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[break]What they weren't sure of, however, was if they'd actually get the planning permission for a magical residence. The goblins could be funny about non-traditional pairings, and it got to the point where Lily had to mention it.
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[break]"They might say we have to be married," she'd pointed out.
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[break]"Cool," Jasper had replied with a grin, and that was the entire conversation. If the goblins made them do it so they could build their dream house, they'd just have to get married.
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[break]Possibly because she's a Potter, the goblins didn't care. So they bought the land. They started the build.
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[break]The first letter she received whilst stood on the foundations of what would become their patio was from Kalea - asking how many guest rooms they would have, and if one would have a crib.
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[break]The next time the thought had even come up it had been four years. Four years of potions and charcoal, of adventures and a weird determination to have sex in every country they visited together. ("You know, Vatican City is technically a country....")
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[break]They were in Peru, somewhere in the Andes. Not close enough to Machu Picchu for the main bulk of the tourist trade, but there was a B&B in this village with views overlooking the peaks that Jasper is itching to impress onto paper, and Lily really would not mind waking up to.
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[break]Lily was leaning on Jasper's shoulder as they checked in, and the old lady running the place made some sort of reference to being newlyweds. She'd shaken her head, set her straight, and then next thing she knew the woman had taken the key already in Jasper's hand and swapped it for another one. They'd been too tired to really question it until they'd got to the room.
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[break]"There's two separate beds," Jasper had questioned, looking at her like he had no idea how this had happened.
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[break]Lily nodded, "Yeah. Not ideal."
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[break]"They're in two separate rooms, Lil."
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[break]"I know, I know," she'd sighed, searching for a silver lining, "At least they're connected?"
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[break]He didn't take it. He actually pouted at her, "This is because you told her we weren't married."
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[break]"We're not married, J."
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[break]"There's a chapel in the vil-"
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[break]"Oh my god, no! Not a good enough reason to get married."
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[break]They'd only stayed there the one night.
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[break]It seemed like a life time ago, but it had actually only been a few weeks. They hadn't stayed long in Peru, just a couple of days longer in Lima District before heading back to Tawhi. They actually hadn't been back since Kalea and Anaru's wedding and it had been like an itch they couldn't scratch. Just, a dire need to be back on the island.
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[break]Arriving had been surreal. Lily and Kalea would write to each other sometimes, but never often. She hadn't thought to write ahead just like she hadn't the last time. Turns out even if she had the letter wouldn't have got anywhere. No one runs to greet them at the harbour.
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[break]When they get up to the community house Lily can tell immediately. She has Kalea's eyes, and Anaru's nose and Lily has to close her eyes for a moment to not react to the toddler in front of her. She's with Anaru's father, Akamu, who must be in his 80s by now. A potioneer as well and one of the first people Lily had ever met on Tawhi. She can see the grief in his eyes.
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[break]Jasper, of course, has immediately given the child his full attention.
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[break]At first they only plan to stay a week. Akumu insists they stay with him and his granddaughter. Its just the two of them and he would appreciate the support as he's struggling to keep up with her energy now. They can't say no.
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[break]Maia is a pure delight. They've fallen and they've fallen hard, and Akumu cannot thank them enough for staying even longer. They'd had vague plans to go to Australia and then to Egypt but they postpone them all. If they need to go straight back to the UK they'll do that instead, but they're putting it off as long as possible.
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[break]Its Akumu that suggests it. That they take Maia with them when its time for them to leave. Lily isn't sure how to take it at all but he seems so relieved at the idea of her having them, of knowing exactly where she'll be. There's a catch though, obviously. There always is. In their culture they need to be married to adopt.
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[break]Its a good enough reason.
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December 2026

There's an almost stale silence around the classroom after it happens. The air thick with tension from the other students, but none emanating from Lily herself whilst she just stays, stood, staring her professor directly in the eye.

To his credit, Lafayette seems to realise that he got off lightly given the situation. I mean, its still not great for him. Its not appropriate for him to laugh (though she can tell he really wants to) and he can't tell her off or give her detention because, well, she did exactly what he asked her to do.

Lily's never been one for transfiguration. She didn't like the professor she had in her first year at all, and then Lafayette came to Hogwarts at the start of her second year when she was in the midst of drowning her grief in potions - like she doesn't do that still, but at least now she's not a hollow shell who only thinks about brewing. She does other things too. Things like sext her boyfriend during classes she's disinterested in.

The thing about coming back to finish school at 20 is that she's got more gall than she used to. Not that she didn't hext during classes the first time round, but like most teenagers she at least tried to be subtle about it. Quivlet under the desk was the standard, obviously, and still is for most students. The most anyone else will push is her usual standard: quiv on the desk, but a book blocking the view from the professor. It fairly obvious, she knows, but not blatant. Not today, though.

Its a revision class where they're going over the notes from the rest of term. Except the entire term's been revision classes for Lily. Its December, and she originally left Hogwarts during the March of her seventh year, so she's literally sat through all these classes before. And whilst, yes, the general refresher of starting the year from scratch is probably necessary (and begrudgingly appreciated) she does not need to be sitting through readings for what is essentially the fourth time.

She hadn't even opened her book for the class. She does have a notebook and quill ready, and is keeping half an ear out on the classroom discussion in case a point she doesn't recall coming up before is mentioned and she wants to make a note of it, but mostly she's choosing to just sit there carrying on her current active hext conversations.

"Miss Potter," the voice Lily hears from the front of the class as she receives some particularly explicit content sends a shiver of horror down her spine. It indicates she's gone too far to keep being ignored, and Lafayette's actually going to say something. Make an example of her.

She turns her head up to look at him before she replies, "Yes, Professor?" Lily doesn't have to work to keep her voice level, she's genuinely unconcerned. Lafayette's most likely going to just ask a question to check she's still paying attention, as he often does. Except, there was an edge to his voice - like often comes before he tries to confiscate a student's quivlet. Well, he can fuck off if he thinks he's taking hers.

"Either share with the class or your quiv is mine until the end of the day," and that's... well its what he always says. Because no teenager is willing to read out a private message. Nobody has ever chosen option one. It's a room full of 17 year olds, barring maybe two who've turned 18, and every single one of them would hand over their device at this point.

Lily stands up, "What would you like me to read? Where should I start from?“ She's calling his bluff here - knows he may decide to take away the 'option' and keep her quiv for the day anyway. The thing is, she's not sure how she'd react if he did. The days are long with no real peers and her quiv is a lifeline to the outside world. She misses her friends, her family. She misses Jasper. They've not seen each other since the last Hogsmeade trip because she's stuck in some sort of teenage time loop and it sucks - although McGonagall did promise her that from January onwards she can leave for the weekends and thank Merlin to be honest. For now, though, they have to make do with quiv contact. So, as Lafayette stands at the front of the classroom looking at her, considering his options, she worries slightly that he's going to ask her to read out the most recent message she's received.

To be quite frank, its fucking filthy. Lily's mostly concerned she'll scar the kids.

Lafayette at least seems to consider the implications of asking her to read out a hext from the middle of a conversation, so he asks instead, "What about the first message you sent this morning?"

Unfortunately today that isn't much better.

See, her friends from the world potions course literally span most of the globe and several different timezones. The first chat she checks in the morning is their group one. Its always active overnight for her, and the topics cover a ridiculous range. They all lived together for two years, sharing tents and beds and life experience. There are no boundaries.

She turns to look at him, raising an eyebrow, "OK, well - you asked for this," Lily starts, going to find the message, "Merlin guys it's 7 am here do we really have to be talking about anal."