The Language of Flowers

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
F/F
F/M
M/M
G
The Language of Flowers
Summary
Lily Evans is what some would call a lost soul. She felt that a life filled with content was a life of misery. She scoffed at the lives of her classmates, who went on to get married and settle down almost immediately after graduation. That wasn't Lily. No, she went where the wind took her, and now the wind had taken her to London. Freshly eighteen and alone.She didn't mean to leave. She really didn't, but her small town felt like a noose, tightening with every passing day. Now, with the only real reason to stay six feet under a marble headstone, she has nothing holding her back from leaving.
Note
Hey y'all! This is my first fic ever so I'm always open to criticism (plz be honest i really want to improve).Playlist for this work: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6lEPmR2r7LckrmSv33xnmX⚠️Trigger Warnings⚠️BloodDeathReligious themes (specifically Christian)LeukemiaCar AccidentsInternal homophobiaHomophobiaAlcoholSmokingEnjoy!!

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