So my muse has decided to come back, finally. Weirdly enough, in the form of newspaper article (again.) Also last chapter I should have said Roxanne and the others listed are 2 years younger than Louis, not 1. Alright, that's all.

iv. ignoring only works for so long

"Well, well, a-at least I don't look like I'm covered in dragon dung!"

Shock. She couldn't muster any other emotion at James. The fight had been something stupid, and so maybe she hadn't been exactly kind in her comments either but this was just l o w.

(and unfortunately for him, she wasn't the only one who heard it.)

"James Sirius Potter! What did you just say?"

Profuse apologies, delivered punishments.

(but it doesn't make the sting go away)

Soon as the Potters had left, she had run crying to her mother. Because her mother would understand.

"Sweetie, don't listen to him! He was just being a stupid six year old boy. You're too young to care what any boy thinks! And besides, your skin is beautiful, it's the color of chocolate. Just like mine right?"

A giggle, a small smile, an agreeing nod.

And the comments were washed away from the front of her memories.

X

"Roxie doesn't need to tan! She's already so dark!"

Ignore. That was her mantra, just ignore it. Lily was only five, she didn't know any better.

It still stung.

To simply want to lay out in the last few days of the summer sun with her cousins and be told she doesn't need to tan.

But she ignored it, and let the sun evaporate the comments.

X

"What is up with your hair?"

It's her first time on the train and she really hopes that girl isn't in her house.

There's nothing wrong with her hair, she actually likes it quite a but. Her mum spent nearly an hour braiding it. And just because it's not like her cousins hair doesn't mean there's something wrong with it.

"There isn't anything wrong with it."

"Oh, sorry," No she isn't, "It just forcefully reminded me of those disgusting licorice sticks."

IgnoreIgnoreIgnore.

Another compartment opens and she wants to jump for joy. Because it's only been 10 minutes into her Hogwarts experience and she wants to go home.

"Don't listen to her, she's in my year and a Ravenclaw. She thinks she's all that. And for the record, I love your braids."

Thank Merlin for Louis.

X

"Aw she's going to have the cutest baby! Blond hair and blue eyes! I'm so jealous!"

She stared at her classmates, who were busy discussing one of their Professor's maternity leave. Blond and blue? Is that what made a cute child?

"You want a blond haired, blue eyed baby?"

"Well, yeah. Always have, they're the cutest!" The girl falters, realizing who she's speaking to, "I mean, I-"

Roxanne says nothing and walks away, ignoring her classmates sputtering.

Ignore.

(because isn't that what she has always done?)