Re: lily evans & severus snape; dungeon
[She stared at him with expectation, like she was waiting for him to fulfill all of the acts that her imagination had sketched out on drawing boards before this moment. He looked at the floor in his sulking Severus way and his dark hair hung in his face. It didn't seem necessarily dismissive or cowering, but Lily thought that maybe his stance was caught somewhere in the middle. She refused to feel hurt over it, the too-fresh memory of things said.] I find it quite terrible and strange that Dumbledore is not here, nor any professor.
Nor any of my friends. [She talked with her hands, aimless pointing fingers that gestured confusion and a lack of direction, or maybe the movement gave her direction. When she mentioned having none of her friends here, there was a brief glance at Severus, an attempt to measure where he stood with her now.] I don't know the others. [The influx of students from a very different time. The prospect of grandchildren freaked her out distantly, and she was appreciative of the fact that only her supposed son seemed to be here now.] Honestly, I don't know who to ask for this thing except you..