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"When the group before her - a band called Hate Potion she’d heard some word about prior - finished their set and filed off the stage, there was a buzz of chatter amongst the crowd as they winded down. It lasted for only a few minutes before she started to hear a low chant building louder and louder. She strained her ears to hear what they were saying. It sounded faintly like her own name…
Lily knew logically that that made complete sense, seeing as she was literally about to go perform in front of that very crowd, but oftentimes she had to mentally pinch herself to remember that this was her real life. A crowd of hundreds, maybe thousands, was calling her name because they wanted to hear her sing. Just then, a familiar low voice spoke in her ear, causing her to stiffen in preparation.
'I think they’re asking for you, Evans.'
She could practically feel the smirk in his tone, not to mention the warmth of his body against her back, prickling the hairs on her arm. She turned around to face James Potter, towering over her with his hands in his pockets and a sly grin on his face."