the weather vane will say it smells like rain today

[lancifolium]

WHO: Lily Evans & You!
WHEN: Throughout early June
WHERE: The farm mostly for now, hopefully branching out to the woods, the trials, etc.
WHAT: A catch-all! Some farm and forest based things, maybe the trials will make an appearance (hopefully)
WARNINGS: None so far, will update as needed

( starters in comments, both open and otherwise, feel free to hmu if you don’t see anything that suits either via pm or on plurk, or toss starts my way, whatever’s clever. if brackets are more your thing i’m good to match format. )

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[royal_venant]

Regulus raised an eyebrow at Lily. She still remembered his name, interesting.

Regulus knew a few things about Lily and Severus. They'd been friends once. Severus had a massive hard-on for her. And then the 'lake incident' happened, and the two stopped being friends. And then for some unfathomable reason, Lily had coupled up with James Potter. He knew Severus still felt something for her, but there were things you just still never talked about with Severus.

Not many in Regulus and Severus' circle even cared enough about Severus to notice that summary of the history of Severus and Lily. But Regulus did that. He picked up little pieces of information like dropped puzzle pieces and tucked them away.

Regulus stuck the cigarette in between his lips, grabbed the bottle, and found a place against the bookshelf to slide down to the ground where he picked up another book to flip through.

"I don't know how Severus is doing," Regulus said. "Because, well I am here and, well-" Regulus gestured around them, as if to say Severus was not here. He took a drag on his cigarette and turned a page to look at a different rendering of the night sky.

"I didn't think you still cared about him. Not after you ran off and married the person most likely to gut him."

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"Married?" She hadn't spoken to Severus the last two years of school, but she certainly hadn't spent any of those years marrying anybody. "What on earth? What? To who?" Aghast, Lily held up her ringless left hand, squinting at Regulus as though he'd sprouted seven heads.

"I'd only just gotten off the train at Kings Cross, hadn't I? Barely made it off the train," she took a step back, still thunderstruck. "Married? I was going to my mum and dad's."

Lily went still as a thought struck her, and she leveled a skeptical glare at Regulus. "What year is it?"

[royal_venant]

Regulus casually took another drink from his wine bottle as Lily, agast, verbally spewed objections at him.

"Huh," he said when she was done. It clicked for him just a little bit faster. "That's interesting."

It really was, but Regulus didn't want to think too deeply about the implications here. He wondered if this happened to others who shared a 'home'. What was time when space was irrelevant?

"Autumn, nineteen-seventy-nine."

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Lily dropped her left hand, stunned all over again but for an entirely different reason. "It's nineteen-seventy-eight. School's just ended."

However strange the situation she handed ended up in here in this place seemed as it was, it got a lot more peculiar. "I don't even like anyone enough to marry them in a year," she muttered, still disturbed by the idea.

Looking away from him and to the satchel that hung on her shoulder, opening her old school bag up to root through it. After producing a few leaves from one of the interior pockets she was quick to transfigure them into a cup of tea, shaking her head.

"Did the war start? I mean, really start." Despite the fact that she was already thrown off by the bits of information Regulus had already given her, some things, however upsetting, she had to know.

[royal_venant]

If Lily was too wrapped to notice he'd already given away who she'd marry, then Regulus wasn't going to burst that bubble for her. He'd let it just hit her one night when she was thinking back on the apparently astounding claim that she'd married someone in such a short time. Regulus had always known his mother was planning his marriage so he'd always felt rather blasé about the topic.

He looked at her pityingly, but in a judgmental way. "The war started well before you left Hogwarts. But..." he shrugged. "I guess the Minister of Magic didn't recognize it until around that time."

[lancifolium]

To be fair it wasn't like Severus was particularly wanting for people to loathe. There were a few good candidates for 'most likely to gut him'. This was all a bit much, and she was overwhelmed, but the look he gave her provided ample distraction, and she couldn't help but glare.

Things were rubbish, but she liked whatever Regulus had to say almost as little as she liked her predicament. And she didn't like the way he regarded her - he looked at her almost like all of Severus's horrid friends did.

"Right. You've been very helpful," she lied. Her cup of tea in one hand, and her wand still glowing in the other, she gave him a nod. "Have a good evening." Not bothering to give him a chance to respond she turned, leaving the room.

At least he had been a diversion from the voices outside, however temporarily.