Lily Evans Potter (willow_wand) wrote in colligo_threads, @ 2009-10-22 21:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, damien thorn |
Who: Lily Potter and OPEN
What: Getting drunk and being mopey
When: Night
Where: Pick a bar, any bar
Warnings: Probably cursing
Lily was sitting at the far end of the bar in a place she'd happened upon in town, nursing a glass of beer that had just been sat in front of her. It was her second. She felt pretty foolish, drinking alone, but she didn't really know what else to do. Her entire world seemed to be going down the bloody tubes today and she was frustrated as hell.
Severus had pretty much been forced to profess his love for her and was now acting pretty cold. At least, Lily imagined that he was acting cold toward her. She supposed it could have just been embarrassment, but there was definitely at least a part of her that doubted that was all. So she found herself short a friend. It was almost Halloween, and she really didn't care to think about that. She still missed James terribly and she had no one to talk to about it. She couldn't go to Severus before, because he'd hated James so much. She certainly couldn't go to him now. It would just hurt him more, considering the situation. And she felt as if she couldn't go to Sirius or Remus either. They had both moved on since her and James' deaths. It was a memory to them, but it was still fresh for her. It was unclear to her whether she had burnt some kind of bridge with Sirius, having defended Severus to him. She liked to think that he wouldn't be that angry with her over that, but she didn't know. And she couldn't go to Harry for fear of disturbing her son even further than her own appearance here already had. All in all, Lily suddenly found herself feeling rather alone.
She took a deep swig of the beer in front of her and sighed heavily. This was pathetic. She shouldn't be doing it.