Lily Evans (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lovelily) wrote, |
{ Lily chews her lip and grins ]
Forty. Definitely. Forty-two, maybe. [...] I don't know, you don't look so much older than my James when he was here, and he was eighteen. Nineteen, maybe, twenty? [ Lily snorts when he winks, but damn if she doesn't blush ] So old and chubby is what you look for in a girl? [ Lily winks to show she's kidding ] I never said Lily's were hags, just that you might have to give up the hag notion and stick with what you're destined for. [...] She could turn up, you know. Your Lily.