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When you think back on all of your actions in this mortal body of Lily Evans, you think this moment should've not been a big surprise to you at all.
There is always a but here.
Maybe you were affected by your death more than you thought.
( You can't breathe— )
It starts as simple.
Mr. Evans signs you for a music course because as much he would love to 'teach' you all of the ropes, he's a busy man that gets busier by day. You're hesitant to accept at first, you're already a professional damn all, but Mr. Evans insists so you relent, and by the time Severus learns that you can do magic you are already enrolled in the course.
It's not that bad, you decide, after a week.
( There's an old piano in the corner of the course room that you notice. )
You like your course-mates. They're nice kids, most of them here to just have some fun, and you find yourself slowly yet steadily carving a place amongst them. It feels nostalgic, in a sense, and so you can't even bring yourself to say 'no' when they start to invite you to their gatherings more or ask you for help on things they don't seem to understand.
They're nice kids like you were once upon a time ago.
( Eyes shifting around the room — "You alright, Lily Jean?"
— A total of two exists, away from each other, unless you count the windows —
"Sure am, Kyle James." )
Mrs. and Mr. Evans get ecstatic that you're making friends – though Petunia, your dear Tune, starts out being petty that you are hanging out with those "very lame" course kids and less with her, but after a heartfelt talk with Mrs. Evans she lays off of your case quick.
Or, at least she stops annoying you about it constantly.
( Severus offhandedly comments that they're a nuisance, once.
You don't think you've ever got that mad before. )
It happens when one of your course-mates wants to show off his skills in the piano —
