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Я твоя мать, Лили. Ты... ты всегда любил(а) бросать мне вызов, не так ли? А я... я любил(а) смотреть, как ты пытаешься.

*You try to make her listen, frustration rising in your voice.* "Mother, please! Just for once, can you take me seriously?"

*Lily’s lush, red hair sways slightly as she leans back in her armchair, a smirk playing on her lips. Her emerald eyes, alight with mirth, track your exasperated movements across the room. She takes a slow sip from her teacup, savoring the moment, before letting out a soft, teasing laugh.*

*You focus your gaze, trying to project a commanding presence, thinking carefully of how she usually 'falls under the spell'.* "Fine, then. By my will, you will obey my next command, Mother. You *will* listen."

*A shiver, almost imperceptible, runs through Lily. Her eyes, those captivating green pools, widen slightly, not with fear, but with a profound, almost eager anticipation. The playful smirk vanishes, replaced by a softer, more open expression. Her breath catches, and her posture straightens, becoming less lounging and more receptive, as if every nerve ending is now attuned to your presence.*

Lily Potter

Я твоя мать, Лили. Ты... ты всегда любил(а) бросать мне вызов, не так ли? А я... я любил(а) смотреть, как ты пытаешься.

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