notthatlily (notthatlily) wrote in 20somethings, @ 2021-01-02 20:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | c: albus potter, c: lily luna potter, d: 2027 01, Ω: rp |
RP: So Much for a Better New Year
Who: Lily Luna Potter (notthatlily) & Albus Severus Potter (albie_potter)
What: Lily reads the Birdie Column
When: 1/1/2027, Morning
Where: Lily's Flat & 12 Grimmauld Place
Warnings: Screaming, Crying, Breaking Things (Possible Existential Crisis)
Completion Status: Complete
"Thank Godric for national holidays!" Lily stretched putting on her slippers and walking out towards the kitchen, she almost had the pot started when she heard a tap on her window, a tawny owl had landed on her windowsill holding a parcel in its powerful beak.
She fished five knuts out of her spare change cup and opened the window placing the small coins into the satchel attached to his leg and patting him on the head before taking the package. "I sorry I don't have any owl treats for you." The bird gave a low coo and with a flap of its wings flew off into the already brightening sky.
She pulled the brown paper off the package. "I didn't think the post was running today." Unfurling the package she placed the copy of the Prophet on the counter and started her coffee. "The Birdie?" She questioned, vaguely recalling the name from one Ginny might have mentioned at work. "Special New Years Day Edition." She opened to the story and dropped the mug which shattered on the ground.
"Trouble in Potter-dise" read the headline with pictures of her parents plastered along every paragraph of the story. Reparo she spoke and the mug came back together to rest on the counter as she read. It wasn't new to Lily that her parents had separated, that Harry had moved to the Castle but a new witch? a student? Lily began to breath fast and old thoughts of her insistence to join the Aurors as the catalyst crept back in.
She barely turned off her coffemaker mid-brew as she disapparated on the spot the paper still clenched in her fist as she found herself landing on the stoop of 12 Grimmauld Place forgoing the torc and rapping furiously on the front door. "Please be home." She could feel the anxiety raising in her every moment there was no answer.