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are they good at sports ? 
          she  could  be  .   lily  has  always  been  an  active  person  .   an  outside  child  ,  fond  of  climbing  trees  ,  jumping  over  streams  and  playing  tag  .  she ‘ s  light  on  her  feet  ,  and  she  has  quick  reflexes   .  however  ,  she  has  never  joined  any  formal  sport  teams  during  her  muggle  education  ,  in  order  to  have  more  time  to  spend  with  severus  .  quidditch  was  never  an  option  ,  flying  makes  her  nervous  and  dizzy  .
best accomplishment ?
        improving  the  hogwarts  gazette ‘ s  quality tenfold  ,  graduating  hogwarts  with  very  high  marks  ,  cutting  toxic  people  out  of  her  life  uwu  .  
opinion on pets ? cats or dogs ?
     she  loves  animals  .  thinks  dogs  are  adorable  —  but  she  doesn ‘ t  really  have  the  time  to  properly  take  care  of  one  herself  .  lately  ,  since  they ‘ re  more  independent  —  she  has  been  thinking  on  getting  a  cat  for  herself  .    there  is  a  fat  orange  kitty  that  seems  to  be  a  persian  that  seems  to  call  out  to  her  whenever  she  walks  by  the  magical  menagerie  .  
who is their ride or die friend ? 
          no  one  .  at  the  time  ,  she  thought  it  would ‘ ve  been  severus  snape  ,  but  after  their  fallout  it  turned  out  to  not  be  the  case  .  she  would  say  dorcas  meadowes  ,  and  marlene  mckinnon  …  but  she  was  always  closer  to  dorcas  . after  her  passing  ,  however ,  she  seems  to  have  lost  marlene  too  —  and  while  she  knows  she  does  have  friends  ,  she  doesn ‘ t  think  that  right  now  she  has  a  best  friend  .  
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You did this. This is your fault.
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30 day music challenge —  day 19: a song that makes you think about life
                                       ↳ how to save a life // the fray
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Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
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open  starter  .  
           it ’ s  like  some  nightmare  you  can ‘ t  wake  up  from  .  there  is  screaming  ,  and  shoving  .  people  clumping  at  the  doors  as  the  fire  grows  .  you  had  been  happy  ,  mere  minutes  ago  .  green  eyes  alight  ,  everyone  smiling  ,  and  you  are  too  . . .  how  can  you  not ,  after  three  glasses  of  champagne ?  you ‘ ve  always  been  quite  a  lightweight  .  for  a  second  ,  you  can  almost  forget  that  there  is  a  darkness  enveloping  this  world  .  it ‘ s  a  delightfull  evening  ,  james  is  announced  the  highest  bidder  on  the  zonko ‘ s  basket  and  he ‘ s  all smiles  ,  until  he ‘ s  not  . . .  the  basket  has  caught  on  fire  .  so  what  ?  probably  a  defectuous  dungbomb  . . .  right  ?  you  look  around  to  find  alice ‘ s  face  . . .  you  can ‘ t  find  her  ,  nor  mary  . . .  not  marlene  ,  or  even  remus  ,  or  sirius  .  the  fire  grows  ,  and  you  don ‘ t  even  know  where  james  is  anymore  .  all  you  know  is  that  you  need  to  get  out  .  “ james ?  james ?! ” but  people  are  pushing  you  ,  shoving  you  .  the  fire  grows  hotter  ,  and  you  can  barely  see  in  the  haze  of  the  smoke .  your  head  is  light  from  the  alchohol  ,   you  think  . “ alice ? remus ?! “  you  start  coughing  .  smoke  inhalation  is  something  that  doesn ‘ t  cross  your  mind  .  you  feel  light  ,  and  you  can ‘ t  get  out  .  
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date: july 14th, 1979 location: zabini estate
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HOW TO SAVE A LIFE / THE FRAY 
As he begins to raise his voice You lower yours and grant him one last choice Drive until you lose the road Or break with the ones you've followed He will do one of two things He will admit to everything Or he'll say he's just not the same And you'll begin to wonder why you came
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LILY EVANS  :  ZABINI GALA ,  1979
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random questions for character building (and fun)
go to karaoke song?
a song that describes them?
are they good at sports?
do they have a favorite movie?
three things in their fridge?
most three recently watched on netflix?
celebrity crush?
are they close to their family?
best thing in their life?
greatest regret?
biggest lie?
biggest flaw?
best accomplishment?
greatest fear(s)?
what is their vice? (wrath, greed, pride, lust, gluttony, sloth, envy)
what would their hogwarts house be?
did they graduate high school? if so did they attend college?
when was their first real relationship? how’d it go?
have they ever broken someones heart? has someone broken theirs?
have they ever been married? are they married?
do they have children? have they before?
do they want children?
opinion on pets? cats or dogs?
opinion on horror films?
do they have allergies?
do they have a certain aesthetic or style?
do they have tattoos or piercings? 
do they have any distinctive features or marks?
do they enjoy coffee or tea? hot or iced?
are they religious or spiritual? 
are they a morning person or night person?
if they could have any superpower what would it be?
who is their ride or die friend?
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Promise me something, both of you. Write it all down. Everything that you accomplish in your lives, every crush, when you fall in love, when you start a family, every time you fantasize about wanting to kill Damon. Write it down so that one day when I wake up I can read all about my best friends’ lives and feel like I was there.
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bake a cake from scratch.  ride a horse.  drive a submarine.  speak a second language.  dance.  catch a fish. play an instrument.  throw a punch.  build a deck.  ice skate. unclog a drain.  program a computer.  change a flat tire.  fire a gun. sew.  juggle. play poker. paint. fly a kite.  sculpt.  write poetry.  change a diaper.  sing. shoot a bow & arrow. ride a bike. swim.  sail a boat.  do a back flip.  play chess. give cpr.  pitch a tent.  flirt. stitch a wound.  read palms. use chopsticks. write in cursive.  use an electric drill. braid hair. make a campfire.  make a mixed drink.  do sudoku puzzles. wrap a gift. give a good massage. jump-start a car. roll their tongue. magic tricks.  do yoga.  tie a tie. skip a rock.  shuffle a deck of cards.  read morse code.  pick a lock.
* DASH GAME :  BOLD WHAT YOUR MUSE CAN DO !
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❝ You’re not the center of the universe, you know. ❞    
❝ you’re not the center of the universe, you know . ❞     
           it  comes  from  whom  she  least  expects  .  the  young  witch’s  cheeks  blush  a  shade  that  almost  match  her  hair . her  bitter  words  come  as  more  of  a  slap  ,  a  bucket  of  ice  cold  water   ----  and  in  that  moment  ,  she  thinks  of  her  sister  .  no one  other  than  petunia  had  ever  scorned  good  news  from  her  .    could  it  be  that  she  was  really  that  self - centered  ?  her  new  published  piece  had  her  bursting  with   glee  ,  for  a  second  she  had  forgotten  .  everything  that  had  happened  .  everything  the  weasleys  were  going  through  .  one  look  at  molly  ,  and  she  sees  it  .   a  face  once  so  bright  . . .  so  kind  to  her  .  to  everyone  ,  now  reduced  to  this    .    “  i’m  sorry  ,  really  ----  would  you  like  to  talk  about  something  else  ?  “
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july  6th ,  1979 .  12 : 00  pm .
                    it  has  been  two  weeks  .  two  weeks  since  she  had  last  seen  her  remaining  best  friend  .  two  weeks  of  unanswered  letters.  two  weeks  of  radio  silence  on  marlene  mckinnon ‘ s  behalf  .  granted  ,  they  did  not  part  in  good  terms  last  time  they  had  seen  eachother   ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶   marlene  storming  off  ,  and  lily  bursting  into  tears  . . .  but  enough   is  enough  .  so  here  she  is  ,  asking  for  directions  at  the  ministry  about  where  to  find  the  auror  office  ,  more  specifically  marlene  herself  . . .  it  is  only  when  she  sees  her  ,  right  infront  of  her  that  her  throat  tightens  .  she  slaps  a  smile  on  her  face  ,  and  tucks  a  lock  of  fire  red  hair  behind  her  ear  .  “ so   ̶ ̶ ̶ ̶   lunch  ? ”
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❝ Do you think everybody gets their way so easily? ❞
      “ that ‘ s  not  what  i ‘ m  saying  at  all  ,  alice  “  she  didn ‘ t  mean  to  offend  the  girl  but  she ‘ s  now  too  into  it  to  drop  the  subject  .  “ i  only  meant , “  she  tucks  a  piece  of  hair  behind  her  ear  .  “  that  while  i  know  that  it ‘ s  not  easy  for  most  of  us  ,  and  that  everyone  has  problems  —  your  ‘ blood  status ‘  will  never  be  a  part  of  the  problem  …  that ‘ s  what  i  meant  by  privilege  .  “
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❛ I’d want someone to hold my hand until the end. ❜ / ❛ I didn't particularly care for them anyway. ❜
❛ i’d want someone to hold my hand until the end. ❜ 
           these  are  dark  times  .  there  is  no  doubt  about  that  .  a  girl  of  nineteen  has  become  a  soldier  .  living  in  uncertainty  ,  feeding  on  hope  ----  the  man  infront  of  her  ,  no  longer  the  boy  she  once  knew  .  he ‘ s  more  mature  now  .  showing  a  vulnerability  that  she  did  not  know  existed  a  mere  few  years  ago  .  i  would  want  someone  to  hold  my  hand  until  the  end  .  he  says  and  emeralds  look  up  to  meet  andalusites  .  there  are  no  words  spoken  ,  but  those  that  come  from  two  souls  gazing  into  eachother  .  her  fingers  intertwine  with  his  .  
❛ i didn't particularly care for them anyway. ❜ 
           “ bullshit  . ”  she  laughs  as  they  are  both  walking  back  to  her  flat  ,  each  with  an  ice - cream  cone  from  florean ‘ s  in  their  hand  .  “ you  know  you ‘ d  ditch  me  in  one  hot  second  if  any  of  them  were  to  give  you  a  chance  .  “ 
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