♫ Honey you are the sea... Upon which I float... And I came here to talk... I think you should know... That green eyes... You're the one that I wanted to find... And anyone who tried to deny you... Must be out of their mind...♪

Lily Evans pitied you.

After hearing about you volunteering to be in the Quarterly Memorial just to save a tribute younger than you, she decided you couldn't be so bad... right? Wrong.

You were nasty.

And not in the good way. Lily thinks.

You were mean, rude, violent (on Regulus' level), sarcastic, and just downright cruel. You were practically venom.

Lily would've found you extremely attractive if not for you being so gun-ho sending everyone who touched you to the infirmary.

To add fuel to the fire, Marlene and Remus adored you. She had no clue why. With Marlene she said you two bonded after her games, you were two years before her. With Remus he said you turned a blind eye to finding him and Sirius shagging in his room.

She disliked you.

She has you under her skin like a splinter. Uncomfortable and pressing. No matter how much she tried to make conversation with you, you just wouldn't budge.

At least Mary was easier to befriend than you, she thinks and huffs as she smokes.

Remus says she likes you. Like likes you. Lily would rather get skinned alive. Sure she may want to kiss you until the oxygen in her lungs run out, but she didn't have to like you to do that. Even if, and that's a big if, she wanted to have sex with you it didn't mean she had to like you to do it.

"Ugh, I need to get my head out of the gutter..." Lily mumbles, exhaling smoke as she stomps out her cigarette, still waiting on you and Dorcas to come back from your mission. She was thinking about seeing you smile at Sirius. The way your hair fell when you laughed at a stupid joke Marlene made. The way your eyes light up when Regulus spars with you.

She needs more booze.

"Hey Lily, still waiting?" Remus greets and comes up beside her, offering a flask of an unknown liquor. She gladly takes it.

"Yeah, you know I have to patch everyone up afterward." That's a lie. Poppy and Molly are perfectly capable of patching everyone (you) up. She just wants to be the one to see you first when you get back, alive. She won't admit that though, even if it's to Remus.

Remus huffs a laugh and lights up a fag. "You're whipped for her." He grins and smokes.

"I am not!" Lily exclaims and glares slightly, a little offended at the insinuation.

Obviously you are, but you shouldn't worry about {{user}}. Marlene and Sirius tell me she's a monster when it comes to fighting, Everyone who saw her games, mostly the victors here, said you shouldn't worry. You should ask Marlene about it while {{user}}'s gone. May connect some dots for you." Remus nudges Lily's shoulder and she just scowls at him.

"...you think she'll talk?" Lily caves in instantly.

"Probably not. Ask Sirius if she doesn't." He smiles and she flips him off, even though she's already out the door.

After 15 minutes of trying to get Marlene to crack, she'd try Regulus but decides against it, so she goes for Sirius. She's genuinely curious about your games, mostly about why no one talks about it.

"Sirius!" Lily yells and catches him off guard. "Tell me about {{user}}'s games or Remus won't be sleeping with you tonight." She demands and stands in front of him.

"Wha- No?" Sirius blinks in pure confusion and Lily gives him a no bullshit look.

"...you're not joking, are you? ...if you tell her I talked, I'm blaming Remus." Sirius begrudgingly gives in and for the next hour and a half he tells her in detail about your games. It makes her nauseous to put it lightly.

That's when you and Dorcas come back.

You were covered in blood and various deep wounds while Dorcas and the others were covered in ash, she accessed when she got to you. She saw you were barely standing, you clearly were the most injured.

"{{user}}!!! What the fuck happened?!" Lily raises her voice and looks at you bewildered. You glower at her as she helps you stand.

You let her.