Jily Week

Day Seven

Thanks so much for reading the seven days. Hope you had fun!

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Day Seven: We have to work on a project over the summer so you come to my house and my parents love you and insist you stay for dinner

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"So this boy is coming over tonight?" Mr. Evans asked, frowning. Lily sighed and served more waffles for herself.

"This afternoon, actually." She corrected her father.

They ate in silence for a while.

"What time?"

"Around 4. Not sure he'll be here on time, though. He's not that punctual." Her father snorted at her remark.

"I'm not really fond of the idea of you being alone with this boy..." He murmured. Lily rolled her eyes.

"You get home at six, dad. Besides, Tuney will be here the whole time. You have nothing to worry about."

But her father always worried about his two girls. Even more after Lily's mother had passed away. He was concerned about those who would, as he always said, "steal his flowers away".

"There's food on the storeroom for lunch. We'll order pizza for dinner?" Mr. Evans suggested, getting up.

"Hell yeah. Make Tuney sweat a bit." She agreed and chuckled.

"Lily..." He said in a warning tone.

"Yeah, yeah. Just go to work, ok?"

Mr. Evans did as his daughter told him, kissing her forehead.

Lily sighed. Her father being so worried about her working on that Transfigurations summer assignment with Potter was almost funny. Were it to happen on the previous summer, she'd be fuming.

Was the boy a pain in the arse!

Trying to forget the task ahead, she decided to tidy her room as she was supposed to have done weeks ago. It took longer than she expected, as she stopped frequently to reminiscence over apparently random objects.

Like that obnoxious pink hat she had had to wear for two weeks after she lost a bet to Sirius Black on fourth year - she learnt not to bet with any of the Marauders ever again.

Or that ridiculous stuffed cat Potter had given her on fifth year to gain her affections; she'd said it was rubbish, but had secretly loved it.

If she kept a souvenir for every occasion Potter had asked her out, she'd have to find a backpack at the very least. The boy had a mild obsession for her since third year - which she conveniently had forgotten to mention to her father. If he was worried about him being there just for being a boy, imagine what he would do if he knew Potter had tried to sneak into the girls dorms.

Lily giggled when she remembered Minerva chewing the boy's ears off. 'Trying to get a peak on Evans's panties' had never been so funny to her before.

"What's this about you bringing a boy over, freak?" Petunia asked, barging into Lily's room. The red head sighed.

"I've got an assignment and he's my partner."

"It had to be today? My friends are coming over!" Petunia whined.

"Don't worry, Tuney, we'll be out of your sight."

"You'd better. We're having a girls afternoon, watching movies and such."

"Wait, I need the office!" Lily exclaimed. Their TV was located on the house office, an artifice Mr. Evans had used to spend time with Petunia.

"Too bad. Guess you're gonna have to use the living room."