thejilyship:

I don’t really think these two things are comparable, strictly speaking. I mean, they both hurt her of course, but they weren’t the same thing?

Petunia and Lily’s relationship deteriorated over a long time, and they went months without seeing one another and it probably hurt differently because your family is supposed to love you unconditionally. To have  your parents accept something wholeheartedly and then have your sister talking about it with disdain and derision had to hurt a lot. But it was a private kind of hurt, something that she dealt with when she was home, the consequences, while awful, were contained to herself, her sister and her parents. It was an ongoing thing, there was no final moment. 

However, the fallout with Snape was very public and there was a final moment. There was a lot of build up, but when he called her a mudblood, it was in front of half the school. In the middle of a war. Where muggle borns were being killed simply for their blood status. This is a different can of worms entirely with a whole lot of implications and consequences. 

The people in Lily’s life hurt her, and I think that was one of the reasons she made sure that she was ‘there for [others] when no one else was.’ She knew how it felt to be treated poorly, and I think she made sure that she never made anyone else feel the way she did. 

mm-mina:

meraudurs:

lily would be so proud of hermione 

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JILY CHALLENGE | @roseweahsley​ vs @expectoepatronums​
 🌠 Muggle AU: ‘Uh-oh I’m dating my boss’ child and had no idea until I took them as my date  to a work function’

Jack: “Where to, Miss?”
Rose: “To the stars.”

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”Prongs, for the last time, hurry up!“ Sirius stands a pace in front of the doorway to the Mahoutokoro Museum on Hogsmeade Street. (No one ever just calls it ‘Mahoutokoro Museum’. It commands respect. Strange, that.) 

James is lagging by about 10 metres. A few more seconds and Sirius thinks he might have to cross his arms and start tapping his foot for dramatic effect, and James knows how hard Sirius is to stop once he gets going.

"At this rate they’ll have given the position away before you even get there, and I’m not doing any more sucking up on your behalf,” Sirius calls impatiently.

“Mate, I don’t know if anyone’s ever told you this, but you look so much like a puppy when you frown,” James quips as he approaches Sirius, ducking the half-hearted swipe that follows. “It’s a compliment! Most people look awful with their face all screwed up like that.”

“Get in, you brat,” Sirius mutters, ignoring James’ comment. “I go to all this trouble to get my best friend a fantastic job-”

“Part-time,” James points out, helpfully. “Also low-ranking and barely-paid.” He pushes open the heavy door and holds it for Sirius, allowing him to continue his monologue as they enter the building.

“Right. Like I was saying, a fantastic job with loads of potential for growth, and you don’t even show up on time! Do you realise how many people would kill to work here?" 

James holds out an arm halfway down the hallway and moves to stand in front of his best friend. He places his hands on Sirius’ shoulders, to make it even more meaningful. "Are you finished?”

Sirius swats his hands away, but he’s smiling. “Yeah. Come on, you’ll love it here.”

James adjusts his glasses and, just to spite him, places his hands firmly on Sirius’ shoulders again, steering him down the carpeted corridor. They continue on in companionable silence (if 5 seconds can be called that), towards the tall, brown-haired boy waiting on the other side of the sliding glass doors.

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