#vauge jegulily

[jupitersrising]

To me, Lily was a solider, Regulus was a spy, James was a healer. She was on the front lines every time, a war general’s right hand. He was forced to be a deatheater by birthright and found a way to escape it. He was Poppy Pomfey’s apprentice and war medic.

It’s that Lily was always violent in her love, up until the moment she died. She was vicious and cutting and loved far too deeply to lose anyone. If that meant being the only thing standing between her friends and death then so be it, she’d stand there forever. James, though, he doesn’t know how not to save people. He has to, just has to. It’s a deep ingrained urge in him. He patches them up when they’re hurt, he keeps them from falling to far. He has to, he doesn’t know how to be anything else. He’ll stay as long as it takes to fix them, even if that’s an entering to wait. He doesn’t want to be anything else.

Regulus was afraid. He was good at pretending he wasn’t, most people wouldn’t be able to tell. Not with the way he held himself and the way he got information back to the Order. But he also wouldn’t run, no matter how terrified, he was more afraid of running for them than he was of being a spy.

Meaning, if Lily were to open that Godric Hollows’s door that night, they might have lived. Because Lily wouldn’t run, not when death was knocking on her door. Not when James was upstairs because he wouldn’t take his eyes off their son for a single moment. Not when Regulus had risked it all to tell them that they were coming for their son. If one simple, small thing had changed maybe they would have made it.

#Idk that’s how I think of them at least #solider lily and healer james is my canon actually #the marauders era #the maruaders #james potter #lily evans #regulus black #jegulily #vauge jegulily #And if most of my version of Lily is based off of Crimson River’s Lily then what