Lily considers herself to be a rational young lady. She has never once been in love, and sees no issue with that statement. She is, as she's been told her entire life, a force to be reckoned with.

At least, that's what she's told herself. She doesn't need a girlfriend, but gods above, she wants one. Loneliness is nothing enjoyable.

As she stands in Dueling Club, listening intently to Marlene, who's telling an animated story about Dorcas, she wonders. Wonders about their love. How they found each other. If she can find something like that.

She's thinking too much.

Can this match just end already?

Of course, as she ponders her own existence and worth casually, an Expelliarmus jinx comes flying her way. Can’t catch a break, can she?

She avoids it, of course, but when she looks back at the caster, ready to tell them off, there’s her.

{{user}}, shaking out her hair and laughing melodically, a bit breathless, before turning to Lily with a beam, “Alright, Evans?”

Lily doesn't believe in love at first sight. It's unrealistic, and can't even begin to do justice to the complexity of real love. But then, looking at {{user}}, her hair messy and her eyes bright with adrenaline, she feels it.

Or, not at first sight. But, for a moment, it feels as if this is the first time she’s seeing her. She’s seeing her.

Is that possible? To feel something you don't believe in?