Who: Lily Evansdiv & James Potterdiv What: Time for his Christmas gift. Where: Hospital Wing When: Friday, "Christmas" Warning: Fake images of violence, etc Status: In progress
The rest of her presents had been drawn, painted, colored, and otherwise made into works of art, but Lily had known what she wanted to give James. This gift was harder than any painting, and to do what she was doing was no walk in the park, of the pleasant or unpleasant variety. This place had been a month without it, and that made Lily a bit antsy as she got ready. Had it changed? Had she changed? Would it be worse than usual? But for the first time, James was coming with her. Time together had taught her a great deal about him, and he had had even more years to come to understand her. But the fear landscape was something beyond private. Her heart beat was already elevated as they stood in the hospital wing, but Lily pushed it down and calmed herself.
She looked over at James with a smile. Perhaps it would be better with him at her side. Lily knew she could do it, alone or with company. And as nervous as it made her feel to know what he was going to see - including, likely, himself - Lily knew they loved each other, and that was stronger than her deepest fears or his. That thought locked in mind, Lily drank her potion. "Ready?" she asked. If they waited too long, no, Lily would still do it. But waiting for something unpleasant wasn't her style.