[ in the midst of the fighting, there is always a fight or flight. nine times out of ten, lily chose to fight. there is no room for hesitation when it's life or death, and those decisions, and moments in making those decisions, are precious.
this time, though, her training is failing her, because she honestly has no idea what the right choice is. the answer, obviously, is to fight -- to press forward, and to track down who they need to track down. and in any other instance, lily would make that decision without hesitation. but the thought of separating from james, right now, is paralyzing.
splitting up, however, is necessary. and when james presses his forehead against hers and meets her eyes and holds her closer, her eyes well with tears again, but she nods, quickly, before she can change her mind. or think about what they're doing. ]
Okay. [ it's quiet, and she pushes herself up on her toes just enough to press her lips against his, in a quick kiss, and she pulls away from him to draw in a breath, gripping her wand again. ] Okay. I love you, and don't do anything stupid, actually stupid. Either of you.
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this time, though, her training is failing her, because she honestly has no idea what the right choice is. the answer, obviously, is to fight -- to press forward, and to track down who they need to track down. and in any other instance, lily would make that decision without hesitation. but the thought of separating from james, right now, is paralyzing.
splitting up, however, is necessary. and when james presses his forehead against hers and meets her eyes and holds her closer, her eyes well with tears again, but she nods, quickly, before she can change her mind. or think about what they're doing. ]
Okay. [ it's quiet, and she pushes herself up on her toes just enough to press her lips against his, in a quick kiss, and she pulls away from him to draw in a breath, gripping her wand again. ] Okay. I love you, and don't do anything stupid, actually stupid. Either of you.