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Lily J Evans (ohhdeer) wrote in timerift_log,
@ 2022-04-12 20:12:00

Entry tags:

hp: harry potter, hp: lily evans potter

log: harry & lily

lily & harry potter
April 9th | Harry's Flat | PG-ish? TBD
⚠ likely talk of character death, will update

Lily had wanted to see Harry from the moment James had told her their son was here. She'd sat patiently through his explanations about their futures, about the version of their son that did exist here, all of it. Naturally, Lily had been quite emotional through it all, but she'd also held firm to her conviction that Harry was what mattered. If she and James weren't meant to make it out of the war, she needed her son to survive and to thrive and not just because he might be the chosen one to defeat Voldemort once and for all.

There had still be tears, of course, and she had needed a little time to collect herself. She'd needed the comfort of being with James for a little while, but it didn't take long for that need to see Harry to emerge once more or for her to seek him out. As difficult as it was to wrap her mind around the boy who she'd just held in her arms as an infant hours before now being a grown man, she was desperate to see him, to meet the man her little boy had become and assure herself that he truly was all right. It wasn't that she didn't believe her husband, of course. She just needed to see it with her own eyes, too.

Harry, grown as he was, was a busy man with a very important job, which meant it did take some doing to manage a little time with him. Finally, there was an assurance that he would be at the flat he shared with his friends and she made her way there from the one she and James had been assigned, smoothing an invisible wrinkle with one hand as the other lifted to knock on the door.

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1_who_lived
2022-04-13 08:00 pm UTC (link)

Meeting his father had been surreal enough. Meeting his mother? Harry wasn't sure he was ready to deal with that. What he knew to both his parents before now was barely put together memories, stories from those who'd known them, and brief interactions with a Patronus and the Ressurection Stone. This was nothing like that. James had been flash and blood, and Harry was still not over that.

But opening the door that afternoon to see the face of his mother was something else. Harry stared a long moment, recognizing her immediately. Kid eyes. A warm smile. Something about her just screamed mom to him.

He wanted to hug her, but instead, he stared at her dumbfoundedly. "Hi...I..uh..." Can I help you? didn't feel right. Did she know? What had his father told her?

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ohhdeer
2022-04-14 01:10 am UTC (link)

"Oh, look at you!" Lily had told herself she was going to be cool and she wasn't going to do anything strange or embarrassing, but being faced with her very grown son, that was all but forgotten.

Lily saw it immediately: how strongly he resembled James, but at the same time how his eyes were her. It was incredible how she could see herself and his father in him so clearly, so much more than she'd been able to when he was just a baby.

Unable to help herself, she reached out now to touch the side of Harry's face. She wanted to hug him, but she stopped short of that. She loved him instantly, just as she had his younger self the moment she'd know she and James were going to be parents. There was so much she wanted to say to him that she didn't know where to start.

"I'm sorry," was what she said a moment later as she forced herself to pull her hand away.

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1_who_lived
2022-04-14 06:32 pm UTC (link)

When she touched his face, Harry all but gave up. That flip in his stomach was there- something he didn't know he needed all his life came to the surface. His mother was here in front of him. Not a ghost. Not a portrait. Flesh and blood.

He couldn't help himself. He felt his eyes start to tear up, but being who he was, he didn't quite act let. He smiled a little awkwardly and stared back at her. "No, no, it's okay- I just...h-he told you, right?" He knew that she knew. It was written all over her face.

"I'm sorry, this is just so much. I never dreamed you would be here- and just like the day it happened." He stopped sure, taking a breath and offering a faint smile. He still wanted to hug her, but something scared him about that- like she'd disappear if he did.

"Do you want to come in? Please? I can make tea?" Harry stepped aside to let her past, watching her- as if taking his eyes off of her would mean she might disappear.

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ohhdeer
2022-05-01 08:23 pm UTC (link)

"Oh, sweetheart, you don't have anything to apologize for," Lily assured him. She was very close to giving it up and hugging him. She wanted to very badly, but she also didn't want to push him into something he might not be ready for. She knew this had to be a lot for him to take in. She couldn't even begin to imagine what it must be like for him.

Her own eyes were moist with tears when she nodded her answer to his invitation. "Yes, yes, I would really love that," she said, taking the offered space to enter the flat. James had told her some things, of course, but she had so many questions, so many things she wanted to know about her suddenly grown son.

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1_who_lived
2022-05-12 02:55 am UTC (link)

Harry, meanwhile, was doing his best not to act awkward or overly nervous. He walked to the kitchen to start making tea, pulling down the sugar and the bags, and setting on the kettle. All the while, he snuck peaks toward his mother and offered her a faint smile.

When the water was finally warming, he turned back to her, studying her and staring before shaking his head. "I'm sorry, I just...um, what has James- I mean, my father said?" What did she know about her future? His stomach turned, not wanting to be the one to have to tell her their fates. Then again, the Ministry had never given them exact directions for this, either.

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ohhdeer
2022-05-21 10:07 pm UTC (link)

Lily returned each of those smiles, amazed by the sight of her very grown son bustling around the kitchen to make them tea. It was an incredible sight, if a little surreal.

"He told me everything, Harry." Lily was still processing everything her husband had told her and it had been a difficult conversation, but she was glad he'd told her and even more grateful that her son hadn't needed to be the one to do it. It was enough that he'd had to live through it.

"I'm so sorry we weren't there for you, love."

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1_who_lived
2022-05-29 07:58 am UTC (link)

Those eyes. Lily wasn't the only one staring at the surreal image of her own eyes staring back at her. Harry had stared into his mother's face countless times growing up- but always through a photograph. This was very different.

When she confirmed what she knew, it was as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. One less responsibility. He just nodded a bit sadly and stared down at his teacup as he prepared it.

"It's not your fault, right?" He looked at her again and smiled sadly. "You did everything you could. You saved my life. Twice."

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