[ it's like lily can't stop looking at him, like she wants to memorize his face so she never forgets it (hah) even if this all ends tomorrow, even though that isn't how any of this works, even though it probably looks ridiculous to just... peer at him as long as she is. she's still reeling, just a little, but having the somewhat lighter conversation is letting her come back from it.

the question brings her crashing back down.

lily bites her lip before she shakes her head slightly, looking toward the door before she looks back at Harry. ] No. I live here, above the shop. Things are... complicated, here. James and Sirius, they can go out and do whatever they like whenever they like, but I have to be in by nine pm, so it's better to have it so that they can still come and go as they please.

[ that... no, okay, that doesn't sound good at all, what. ] That doesn't stop the both of them from spending all day here and spending half the nights on my sofa as well. [ she rolls her eyes. ] Hangover potions.