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Lily Evans (just_lily) wrote in silverage,

While she was hyper-aware of her surroundings despite (or perhaps because of) the panic threatening to erupt, she didn't immediately realize the one calling out was attempting to catch her attention. Even after the red hair comment, she'd taken a few more steps before she paused and glanced back.

It was easy enough to spot the person heading her way, and for half a hopeful second -- likely because of all the white hair even if the hat was wrong -- she thought it was Dumbledore come to find her. The idea was dismissed nearly as soon as it had formed, a combination of wishful thinking and a desire to return home was all it had been.

Unsure what to think of him, not knowing if he meant her harm or not, Lily tightened her grip on her wand as she moved out of the flow of people, closer to a wall of a building to wait and see what he wanted. She did keep her wand down, hidden by her leg, but she was in no rush to release it or put it away. Not until she had some answers.

"Yes?" She prompted once he was close enough, fear in her emerald eyes making a lie of the defiant way she spoke and held herself.