//I feel horrible for the lack of replies. I’ll get to them sometime during the weekend. :)
If it’s good, it will become official.
I love reading the headcanons you guys send in
I WOULD LOVE THIS!!
//Yes. She’s based off a 1x1 RP I am currently involved in as is Thomas Malfoy. It’s all sounds complicated but it’s not, really. However, I tend not to mix this with the other threads Lily is involved in. This version of Lily is purely for the 1x1. In general I play her as she is, well my perception of her at least.
//I’m still feeling exhausted today and my muse is refusing to comply.
Thomas was a little worried that Lily was going to take what his father said the wrong way. He knew his dad was just as cut up about Scorpius’s sadness as anyone, but he didn’t know how to help and that was probably not doing his pride any good. The comment was inappropriate for the situation, but Thomas guessed his dad was only trying to help in a very strange way.
"I don’t know why he said that," Thomas mumbled to Lily and then took a bite of his roast beef and chewed.
"Dad’s," Lily muttered. "This lamb is really nice," she complimented. "Kudos to the chef!"
"You can try." Demetria replied dryly while rubbing her temple, before flashing the female a sarcastic smile. "However most people don’t last five minutes with me, and most don’t make it alive. So, if you feel brave, go right ahead, sweetheart."
By her exaggerated displays of exhaustion, Lily was convinced her time applying any effort would go to waste. However, with the turn of events and she was genuinely surprised at her dull response to continue.
"Okay." She smiled. "I’ll get right to it. I’m Lily, and I guess I’m placing myself in the risk of supposedly dying," she stressed, "but why exactly may I ask?"
Ginny smiled as her kids came down stairs she sat down at the table as everyone started to eat. “Lily, James. Stop it. I will send you both to bed right now.” She sometimes knew what it felt like for her mom to deal with all 6 kids growing up. But she loved her kids more then anything. She enjoyed being a stay-at-home mom. “Albus, eat up.” She smiled.
"Not my fault. He’s being a git!" Lily huffed and then spoon her mashed potato before taking a big bite.
"Pray tell, what is it you need? And also keep in mind I really don’t care. But humor me."
"And they say chivalry is dead." Lily said drolly. "I naturally assumed first impressions provide good perspective on the person, but clearly that’s not the case here. However, I’m willing to give the benefit of the doubt and see what lacks your amity."
Out of old habit, Jacob messed with his hands while he kept his gaze strictly on them. The corner of his lips slightly twitched up at her words, finding them equally random and relevant. Scotch was just a source of comfort for him, considering he found the taste near unbearable. It wasn’t about the taste, it was about what did the job quicker. Scotch was Jacob’s weakness, yet he used this to his own advantage.
"I suppose you could say that." He pulled his fixated gaze on his hands to look up at the girl, giving her a somewhat smile. Of course there were other things that brought Jacob comfort, but alcohol seemed to be the quickest. Once she sat the glass down, he wrapped his fingers around the glass coated with slight condensation, then took a long swig of his drink, letting the thick liquid run down his throat and coax it. Grimacing in response, he put the glass back down on the coaster, pursing his lips at the god awful taste. He’d get used to it eventually. At her last comment, he raised his eyebrows up just so, honestly wondering what she meant by it.
"How so? And what’s women and alcohol? Simple?" he inquired with a slight smile.
Maybe she was simply stirring up words to draw out any form of interest. Or maybe she’d grown a special knack for debating what ponders the mind of others. To whatever she was intending to, Lily was rewarded with a questioning of his own from the stranger.
“Hardly. Men, alcohol and stress. They create this complexity that twines into one big regret the next day. You’d think after spending endless hours serving drinks to men drowning in their sorrows that they would find a reasoning for their troubles. They’re more likely to feel more angry and drink the next day.” Lily explained as she tipped forward and rest her arms on the counter. “You’re on point about women and drinks. You see, we drink for less likely reasons that don’t justify our actions, whereas men built up excuses to forget. If that doesn’t create complexities, I don’t know what else does.” She shrugged one dainty shoulder.
“Anyways, I shouldn’t express my thoughts on what is what. Guess I’ve been influenced by the articles offered in the papers. Always has me questioning the vindication of their theory. ” She laughed faintly. “Wouldn’t want to bore your night of drowning in sorrows,” she quipped.
"You’re going to trump us all with your knowledge in a few years time," Thomas supplied with a smile and grabbed some gravy to pour over his slices of roast beef.
"I know your parents are very proud of you for going to university. I know Hermione and I were when Thomas and Scorpius got into it," Draco said and looked over at Scorpius. "Though this one has to put his degree back into full use instead of doing nothing," he said, directing the comment to Scorpius.
Thomas froze from where he was cutting into his beef and was quite surprised at the comment his dad made. Hermione glared at Draco from where she was sitting. “Enough,” she hissed quietly.
"Guess so," Scorpius said a few moments later, with a very weak laugh and not a smile on his face as he looked down at his plate, cutting his beef into tiny slices.
"Sorry," Thomas whispered to Lily quietly as he pretended to lean over and get something from next to her, and was grateful Luca decided to take that moment to talk about his soccer team. "Not normally like this," Thomas said quietly.
"It’s not a competition to see if I can come out best," Lily snorted undignified before clearing her face. Alex appeared highly amused by her as he peered behind Thomas at the brunette. She flashed him a cross-eyed expression which sure enough produced a soft giggle in response.
Her fork scraped against the plate and Lily grew stiff. The outcome of Mr Malfoy’s comment caused severe uneasiness for the witch. For one, she found his words putting down and uneasy. For a father, that was not very nice. Despite her slight chafe, Lily managed to suppress herself from voicing her thoughts for questioning the need for his uncalled comment.
"Don’t worry about it," she said dismissively with a shake of her head as Thomas apologized. Distractedly she heard Luca express his winnings over his recent soccer game but her thoughts lingered on what the extremity of Mr Malfoy’s words caused to the clearly distraught and in pain male.