Reservoirs (Day 4)
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A bit of a change of mood for this one. Sirius is finally up and functioning, and I wanted to ease off on the oppressive mood a little, partly to relieve my readers and partly to give Sirius' little bombshell at the end more oomph. So a proper bit of banter this time, with Remus being the one who can't cope with mornings (the Latin I got off I stupid website, which claims it means something along the lines of You can go and shit on yourself, bastard/cocksucker. Classicists will probably quibble). My favourite little thing about this is that Sirius is completely unselfconscious about his nudity until Lily walks in, when he gets embarrassed.
Ah, yes, let's talk about Lily. A lot of people have commented on the way I'm writing Lily, and how it's unusual to see a tough Lily. The thing is, though, Lily Evans is awesome. She's canonically awesome. This is a woman who dies fighting to save her son's life. She loves that son fiercely enough for her love to protect him for years. She personally defies Voldemort three times and survives. She stands up against the Marauders' bullying, and can see the good in Severus Snape for long enough that she stays loyal friends with him for years after he starts going wrong. Yet she takes no shit, from James or Severus. She takes immense joy in the use of her magic. She's a little Muggle girl from a Northern industrial town who goes into a school full of wealthy, blood-obsessed wizards and not only holds her own, but comes out as a popular Head Girl. She's invited to join the Slug Club, despite being a Muggleborn with no illustrious relatives. She's brilliant at Potions. We see enough of her to guess there's a few rough edges there, even through Snape and Harry's biased points of view, but she blazes off the page every time I read those tiny glimpses of her.
I really wish I saw that Lily Evans, the Gryffindor one, more often in fandom.
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A bit of a change of mood for this one. Sirius is finally up and functioning, and I wanted to ease off on the oppressive mood a little, partly to relieve my readers and partly to give Sirius' little bombshell at the end more oomph. So a proper bit of banter this time, with Remus being the one who can't cope with mornings (the Latin I got off I stupid website, which claims it means something along the lines of You can go and shit on yourself, bastard/cocksucker. Classicists will probably quibble). My favourite little thing about this is that Sirius is completely unselfconscious about his nudity until Lily walks in, when he gets embarrassed.
Ah, yes, let's talk about Lily. A lot of people have commented on the way I'm writing Lily, and how it's unusual to see a tough Lily. The thing is, though, Lily Evans is awesome. She's canonically awesome. This is a woman who dies fighting to save her son's life. She loves that son fiercely enough for her love to protect him for years. She personally defies Voldemort three times and survives. She stands up against the Marauders' bullying, and can see the good in Severus Snape for long enough that she stays loyal friends with him for years after he starts going wrong. Yet she takes no shit, from James or Severus. She takes immense joy in the use of her magic. She's a little Muggle girl from a Northern industrial town who goes into a school full of wealthy, blood-obsessed wizards and not only holds her own, but comes out as a popular Head Girl. She's invited to join the Slug Club, despite being a Muggleborn with no illustrious relatives. She's brilliant at Potions. We see enough of her to guess there's a few rough edges there, even through Snape and Harry's biased points of view, but she blazes off the page every time I read those tiny glimpses of her.
I really wish I saw that Lily Evans, the Gryffindor one, more often in fandom.