Lily Evans (![]() ![]() @ 2010-05-01 13:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, 2023 10, kevin entwhistle, lily evans |
RP: Quidditch Practices
Characters: Lily E, Kevin
Time/Date: Just before lunch, Saturday October 1
Location: Hogwarts Pitch
Warnings/Rating: None
Summary: Lily stops in to watch the Gryffindors practice
Status: Complete
Lily had come to the school to work on a couple of potions, but when she realized the Gryffindors were on the pitch ... she thought she should go watch. For her granddaughter, of course. The fact that James and Sirius were out on the pitch was irrelevant. She did sort of want to talk to Remus if he was perhaps observing, but it wasn't anything crucial.
Making her way along the bleachers, she settled herself down where she had a decent view of the practice field. Her eyes drifted over them, but it was easy enough to pick out her ... her former husband. Emerald eyes lingered on James, watching as he flew around the pitch. It was all right though. Better this way. He had his mates, and his son was all grown up, and she ...
... she was learning how to cope with living with a man she was trying not to have feelings for.
Lily wondered if Remus knew about Tonks yet. If Tonks knew about Teddy. If there was going to be any sort of family things over holidays, though she could just imagine how awkward that would be.
Her eyes shifted over the others present in the bleachers. She recognized a couple of the professors, saw a few students. She even saw Tuney's granddaughter, and she studied the girl's back for a moment. That made her want to seek out Petunia, to reconnect with that part of her life as well, but that was something best left alone. Petunia wouldn't understand, or if she did ... it wouldn't be easy to see her sister so very young.
One of the fliers shot by her section of the stands, and a sort of soft, sad smile touched Lily's lips. What would it have been like if she'd come back their age? If she was in school along with them? If she was watching this as a student?
But ... it was probably for the best this way, wasn't it?
Lily watched as the captain called the team together, shouting instructions before he sent them back out and the balls came into active play for a practice skirmish. Lily leaned back a little, content enough to watch, to ponder, to chat with anyone who ventured over to chat with her.