Lily can't not listen. They're right there, there's nothing else to focus on. She manages all right until Avery mentions Severus' father and--she hadn't known. Something plummets in her a little. She's not sorry he's dead and she knows Severus isn't either, but she still hadn't even known. (Why does she care so much about not knowing? She knows why. It's the same reason she'd felt so suddenly guilty as soon as she saw him. Fuck's sake.
Anyway.
There's little to feel about anything but cold when the conversation turns to - yes, she instantly knows - Voldemort. Severus has to know that she's going to have to relay everything she hears. It's no secret that she's a member of the Order. It never has been. She continues to sit quietly, doesn't look toward Severus in the glass, drinks her coffee and waits.
(She hates that she thinks a moment that Severus didn't know the conversation would turn to this, that she should leave before it finishes.)
Lily hears the word Fenrir and some other choice words but the full breadth of it is lost in the hiss of his statement. Lily doesn't react to any of it. Not at all. The conversation doesn't go on much longer after that - Orin has places he needs to be, which are in fact not war-related in the least, as he's about to meet the girl he's been seeing for a date. Even when he's professing concern for Severus not getting in trouble, he seems so damn laid-back in this place talking about this. What a personality on that guy.
Eventually though, he takes his leave, though he does remind of the offer of going out for a pint whether in mourning or celebratory, which says a lot about the state of things in his head (in both of their heads, since knocking back a drink to that death doesn't sound horrible). In any case, the door swings shut behind him when he leaves.
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Anyway.
There's little to feel about anything but cold when the conversation turns to - yes, she instantly knows - Voldemort. Severus has to know that she's going to have to relay everything she hears. It's no secret that she's a member of the Order. It never has been. She continues to sit quietly, doesn't look toward Severus in the glass, drinks her coffee and waits.
(She hates that she thinks a moment that Severus didn't know the conversation would turn to this, that she should leave before it finishes.)
Lily hears the word Fenrir and some other choice words but the full breadth of it is lost in the hiss of his statement. Lily doesn't react to any of it. Not at all. The conversation doesn't go on much longer after that - Orin has places he needs to be, which are in fact not war-related in the least, as he's about to meet the girl he's been seeing for a date. Even when he's professing concern for Severus not getting in trouble, he seems so damn laid-back in this place talking about this. What a personality on that guy.
Eventually though, he takes his leave, though he does remind of the offer of going out for a pint whether in mourning or celebratory, which says a lot about the state of things in his head (in both of their heads, since knocking back a drink to that death doesn't sound horrible). In any case, the door swings shut behind him when he leaves.
Lily, for a moment, still doesn't move.