| ||Rating: Mature||Story Reviews: 69|
Characters: Lupin, James, Lily, Sirius, OC, OtherCanon
Genre(s): Drama, Romance, AU
Pairings: James/Lily, Remus/OC, Sirius/OC, Other Pairing
First Published: 2016.05.30
Last Published Chapter: 2017.11.06
Last Updated: 2017.11.06
Favorite Story Of: 17 users
| ||Advisory: Contains profanity, Strong violence, Scenes of a sexual nature, Substance abuse, Sensitive topic/issue/theme|
James Potter might have been able to ignore the erratic beating in his heart, if it weren’t for those damn eyes.
(Lily Evans might have excused his pride, if he hadn’t wounded hers.)
an AU Jily based loosely off of Austen’s Pride and Prejudice // abyss @ tda
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|1||Love Thy Neighbor
“So, James, do you play sports?”
“What the hell is your problem?” It came out more viciously than she had intended.
|3||A Study in Crimson and Gold
She didn’t eat hearts for breakfast, per se. (She liked to maintain a figure.) No, she littered broken hearts like half-finished cigarettes on the sidewalk: used, abandoned, and stomped on, usually by the heel of the aforementioned stiletto.
|4||Witch Weekly's Most Charming Scowl Award
“So you don’t believe in second chances?” she had asked curiously.
|5||Black Espresso Shot
Potter was a black espresso shot, bitter and sudden and jolt-inducing, and Sev was a milk cappuccino, sweet and familiar and calming.
|6||Twice in a Blue Moon
“I see the turnout of this party is lacking in big-nosed git,” James murmured, sidling up to her with two drinks in hand. He was in a good mood, for some strange reason. Maybe he did enjoy mocking her.
|7||How to Not Be a Doormat
Dorcas claimed that she was completely over Remus Lupin. But Lily could see the chinks in her armor, even if her friend was trying to cover them up with too-vibrant red lipstick and too-ostentatious leopard print.
|8||The White Picket Fence Club
“Finite, really? It’s not like I’d cast a spell on you.”
|9||Not Quite Ambrosia
“Be my plus one instead,” James blurted out, and his sod of a best mate looked unnecessarily triumphant. He, on the other hand, was horrified at this lapse of self-control.
|10||She Wears Perfume Like Amortentia
“It’s not a joke,” Potter insisted, his gaze serious. She could feel her cheeks heating up under the intense scrutiny. Or maybe it was just the drunken buzz. “I’m in love with you, Lily Evans.”
|11||Roll Up Your Sleeves; It's Heartbreak Time
What were her words? That he was worse than crucio? Well, the same could be said for her, he thought bitterly: she could hurt him more than that damn spell ever could.
|12||Hermit Crabs Have Got It Right
She had forgotten that people could not be described in neat cookie cutter shapes.
|13||Of Age-Old Tragedies
James Potter had never been a purveyor of blind optimism. (Just blind reckless stupidity; sometimes, that was the same thing.)
|14||The Sordid Love Affair Kind
Tuney was right. The wizarding world was too small.
“So, friends?” he continued, extending a hand.
“Want to take a ride on my broomstick, Evans?”
He wondered if witches knew, if blokes sounded differently when they were speaking with their stomach at their feet.
|18||Some Things Reparo Can't Fix
“Creepy is kind of the point, is it not?”
“Remus Lupin, that must be the most backwards way someone has ever asked me out.”
|20||Little Red Lies
“Are you going to sit down, Lily? You standing there like that makes me nervous.”
They kissed to the backdrop of fireworks against a starry night sky.
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