Love me · Y/n story by @Liviasetlle

The train rattled through the English countryside, grey September light filtering through the grime-streaked window.

Lily Evans

There's space in here. Come on.

A girl with brilliant red hair ducked inside, dragging a trunk behind her. Two others followed—one with short, choppy blonde hair and a sharp smile, the other softer-faced with dark curls piled messily atop her head.

Marlene McKinnon

dropping onto the seat opposite you Thank Merlin. Every other compartment's packed with first years having meltdowns.

Mary Macdonald

grinning Marlene said meltdown. We've been on the train ten minutes.

Lily Evans

settling in by the window, turning to you with an easy smile Sorry—didn't ask if you minded company. We're Lily, Mary, Marlene.

She tilted her head, curious.

Lily Evans

You're American, yeah?