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RECKLESS BRAVERY We're at war; everything is falling to pieces. J a m e s P o t t e r The spirit of a G R I F F I N D O R flows through him Order Member. { p u r e b l o o d }

[fallenprongs]

daringpadfoot:

Sirius nodded, "Well, that much we agree on. I’m just not sure how he will take it – either of the things we have to tell him that is. Y'know, he’s a lot more…” He paused trying to think of the right word, “Fragile then us. I worry about him.” The male confessed. He worried about James just as must, especially with the recent events but James had always been made of tougher stuff than Remus. “Do you want me to do it?”

James wasn’t sure how he would take it either. He hadn’t planned on taking Sirius with him when he’d first decided to leave, but thankfully he had. Though he supposed they wouldn’t be in this mess if he hadn’t. James hadn’t even had time to think of how Remus would have taken the truth -- he hadn’t even considered it until now. But, now they had more to tell him. “You think he’ll understand?” James asked, unsure of the answer himself. Remus wasn’t the type to do things without thinking, so he wasn’t sure how he would take their actions. Usually, James had a lot more sense than to just go off on his own on a revenge mission, but things had become somewhat blurred. The dark-haired wizard shook his head at Sirius’ comment. “No.” It was probably best Remus heard it from him. “I’ll tell him. I’m the one who dragged you to find him... It’s my fault.” 

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merry-macdonald:

The female raised a brow before shaking her head. “Suit yourself but don’t come crying to me when you’re ill Mr. Ihaveastrongimmunesystem.” There was a trace of a smile on her lips. “Was there something in particular you wanted? I mean, I’m not much company at the moment - I’m too busy feeling sorry for myself.” 

A small chuckle left James’ lips at her comment. “I’ll make sure not to.” He said, moving further into the room and plopping down to sit beside her. “Well, then you’ll actually make for perfect company, believe it or not.” He nudged her shoulder with his own. “I just -- needed a distraction, so taking care of you will do fine.” 

[daringpadfoot]

Closed Starter @fallenprongs

The events of the past few days were still playing on loop through the young wizards head, he knew that it would be that way for some time. Yet it was a burden he was prepared to keep, knowing that it meant the survival of his best friend, his brother. Sirius knew that he what he had done was for the best and that it needed to happen, it also meant that he could shoulder the guilt knowing that James wouldn’t have to. It was his burden to bear alone. One that he was surprisingly okay with. “Prongs?” He paused trying to think of how best to approach the subject, wary of his friend’s reaction considering he had already been through so much. “What do we tell him? How do we tell him?”

[fallenprongs]

They’d been walking in silence for what seemed like forever, and James had been well and truly trapped inside his own head when he heard Sirius’ voice fill the air around them. His head snapped towards his friends and his brows raised, awaiting the next words that would come from his lips. And though he should have been expecting that question, and it was something that he had been wondering himself, when Sirius said it aloud, it seemed like there was nothing that they could say. Perhaps it would have been different if they had only asked Remus to come with them. Perhaps things would have gone much better. All James could picture in his mind was the image of one of his previous best friend’s falling to the ground after trying to turn his wand onto him. He couldn’t shake it. And, when it was paired with the imagine of his wife lying cold and bloody on that hospital bed, it seemed almost right and just. But, when that image had faded away, and that had been quite some time ago, all James could feel was an overwhelming sense of guilt, grief, and pain. This had not helped in the way he thought it would. But, did he really think it would end like this? After a few moments had passed, James finally spoke. “He needs to know.” James wasn’t even sure that Remus knew the extent of what had happened and that Peter had been responsible for Lily’s death. So, telling him would prove even more difficult. “Everything." He took in a breath. "Wormtail -- Peter is gone.” Dead was still too harsh a word for James to say out loud, even considering everything he had done. He shook his head and grit his teeth. “But, I don’t know how...” He admitted, trailing off.

[merry-macdonald]

“You can come in if you want but pre-warning I am ill.” Mary stated sniffing. 

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James hovered by the door for a moment before moving into the room. “I have a strong immune system, I think I’ll be fine, Mare.” 

[doseofriends]

[tattias]

Wish me luck.

[fallenprongs]

James: Sirius would throw himself in front of a moving car for you.

Remus: Sirius would throw himself in front of a moving car for fun.

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howling-lupin:

There was a weak smile on his face as he nodded. “Of course he is. He’s strong like his dad… l-like his mom.” Remus cleared his throat as he felt himself welling up again. “He’s in the best place for him James.”

James nodded along to his friend’s words. He knew it was true and that there was no sense worrying, for he was getting all the help that was possibly available to him. And yet, the worry and dread persisted. He didn’t know what he could do, and he wasn’t used to doing nothing. “I know.” He nodded. “He’s going to get through this -- we’re going to get through this.” He didn’t know if he believed that, though.

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closed starter || @daringpadfoot

The words that had left his friend’s lips played over and over in his head. Peter.. His name was Peter. The image of the fourth marauder plagued his mind, taunting him. The smirk that lined his lips now almost invited him to find him. They had tried before, but this time James needed to succeed. There wasn’t anything he could focus on without thinking of the betrayal that he had faced by the hands of someone who was supposed to be his best friend. James had taken time on his own to wrap his head around the situation. Yet, the more time that passed, the more the anger in his chest burned and forced him to take action. He looked down at his son, so peaceful as he slept even with the copious wires that were attached to him. Yet the only image that found its way to his mind was his best friend murdering his wife. The reason Harry was in this situation -- without a mother. He couldn’t take it anymore. The wizard’s whole body was shaking with a fury that was difficult to control. In an instant, he moved from the room and through the corridor. His pace was quick and it was obvious that he was on a mission of his own. He hadn’t truly considered what he would do when he found Peter, but he knew that he needed to find the rat. Moving through the hospital lobby, James was almost at the door when a body came out of nowhere to block his way. He was startled back into reality again and met with the face of his best friend. “I can’t sit here while he’s out there, Pads.” His fists clenched at his side, and it was only in that moment that he realised he had already got his wand out -- he was prepared. Of course it wasn’t likely that Sirius would have any idea what he was talking about. Danny hadn’t long informed him of whose wand had committed the violent act of killing his wife. “He killed her. Peter.” His eyes were glassed over, but the primary emotions that masked his features were anger and determination, rather than the sadness that had previous done so. With that, he pushed his friend to the side and continued through the door and into the town. He couldn’t wait any longer.

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jenkinsthelion:

Danny noticed the older male’s gaze fall to his clothes and suddenly felt as though he maybe should have cleaned himself up a little first before following, but he hadn’t thought of that at the time.. He just needed to be here, not only for James but for Lily.. After the ordeal they had been through together he had wanted to get back, to see how she was doing.. Yet he had been greeted with terrible news that was likely the result of him not being quick enough to get her to the hospital, or not thinking to protect her from her male attacker. As he was pulled into a hug, Danny finally allowed the tears to spill down his face, he couldn’t shake the image of the redhead from his mind, the weakness in her voice, her drooping eyelids that she struggled to keep open and her blood, the blood that now coated his own shirt that spilled from each and every one of the cuts that ladened her torso.  “I’m so sorry James.. I should have - I could have - It should have been me..” He choked out a sob as he clutched tightly onto the other male, his eyes shutting tightly. Sniffling, he allowed James to pull back from the embrace and quickly moved his gaze to settle on his. As the question flitted through the air toward him, the young man took a step back and inhaled deeply, hand running back through his hair. “He was tall, had really defined features and dirty blonde hair - he was quite skinny. And.. He knew her, they knew each other. He called her by her name.” Danny spoke quickly, trying to think of the name Lily had called him. “Peter.. His name was Peter.” The young man spoke, not knowing that what he had just told the other male would likely set off another round of heartbreak for James Potter.

Hearing the younger wizard’s sobs as he held onto him tightly, James shook his head. It was natural for him to blame himself, James was doing the same -- he should never have let her go out there, even if he had made sure she was escorted. Especially after everything that had happened. They hadn’t had much time together before she was pulled away from him again. But, it was not Danny’s fault, and James certainly didn’t blame him for it. “No, Danny, you did all you could. You’re the reason Harry is here.” The words were genuine, but they were also laced with a sadness that accompanied his every word and thought since the passing of his wife. He wouldn’t have wished that kind of death on anyone. Lily certainly hadn’t deserved it, but to suggest someone else was more worthy of it was ludicrous, and he didn’t want to hear it from his friend, either. After asking the question, James waited, a determined look on his face. He wanted to hear every single thing Danny had to tell him about his wife’s murderer. He was waiting in anticipation and then he began talking. The picture of the individual began to form in his mind, or at least his envisioning of the man. However, the mention that Lily had known her attacker caused the image that had been forming to dissipate into nothing and James’ eyes simply widened. Waiting for a name, anything. But, when it finally came, James had wished he hadn’t heard it. He shook his head, feeling the stinging sensation in the back of his eyes again. “No,” he said, still shaking his head. “No. You heard wrong.” The description was now so clear -- the picture in his head was no longer a nameless face, but the face of one of his best friend so easily painted with Danny’s words. His hands came up to the back of his head, trying to comprehend what he had just been. “It can’t -- no.” He turned around as the tears began to fall from his eyes again. His chest felt heavy, torn apart -- there was barely anything left in there to break and yet somehow the pain that was already residing in his chest increased. While his head was refusing to believe it, it had seemed other parts of his body had already made their decision. “He wouldn’t -- he’s -- he’s dead.” The last word came out slower, quieter. Was it easier to believe that his friend had died rather than turned on Lily? On him? Peter was his friend. Their friend. He couldn’t have done this. He wouldn’t. They had tried to find him. If he was alive, they would have found him. Peter couldn’t have done this.

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howling-lupin:

Remus found himself thinking of all the things he’d left unsaid between them. She’d always been there for him, been there to listen - did her ever thank her for it? He probably did but he found himself feeling as though he hadn’t shown her enough gratitude, or told her enough how much he loved her - she was like the sister he always wanted… and now she was gone. A small smile tugged at his lips as James mentioned the baby’s name, though it was short lived. Remus shook his head, “No way, not possible. We can’t lose them both… Life can’t be that cruel. No, he’ll be fine.” The male wasn’t sure who he was supposed to be reassuring - himself or his friend.

James nodded along to his friend’s words. They held a great deal of hope, and it was what he needed. He wasn’t sure how he would get through this otherwise. Though, a part of him was aware that life was cruel -- cruel enough to tear Lily from his life -- and the fate of his son did not rely on the cruelty he had already been dealt. He was trying to ensure his mind didn’t wander into that territory, but it was difficult. “He’s fighting.” James stated with attempted confidence. “They’re doing their best.” Yet, that still resulted in his wife’s passing.

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jenkinsthelion:

As soon as James had apparated away to the hospital, Danny had followed - though he had chosen to give the male some privacy when they got there. He didn’t know just how long he had been waiting for some news on the auburn haired female, though he was growing more and more anxious by the second. She had been in quite the state when he left her and honestly.. He had prepared himself for the worst. But Merlin, he hoped they were able to save at least one of them, Lily or the baby. All he could remember was the words of the young woman, begging him to make sure the healers saved the baby. Danny heard the door to the room click open and immediately got to his feet as he saw James approaching. That’s when the words left his lips, the words the young man had been expecting, yet they stung nonetheless. His stomach churned as he dropped his gaze to his blood stained clothes. “James.. I’m so sorry.” He sighed softly, brows knitting together as he peered back over at the male. As he mentioned another name, his frown deepened for a moment. “Harry? The baby? Is he.. Is he okay?” The young man asked as he took a step forward to place a gentle hand on his friend’s shoulder.

James tried to steady his breathing but it was proving increasingly difficult. With every moment that passed, another fragment of himself seemed to part from him to join his wife. Still, every fibre that was left ached for her -- hurt for her. The pain was hardly bearable. All he could do to stay sane was think of his little boy. His gaze moved to Danny’s clothes, stained with his wife’s blood and was once again greeted with the image of his wife laid across that bed, covered in blood and not breathing. It was enough to quicken his breathing again. The feeling of Danny’s hand on his shoulder pulled him out of the trance and once again he met the young man’s gaze. Taking a moment to collect his thoughts, he finally replied with a nod. “They saved him.” He said, the words coming out as a whisper. “He’s okay.” For now. “Thank you.” He pulled the young man in for a hug. He was aware that the experience must have been horrific for him, also. He had been there and seen everything, had witnessed his wife dying right before his eyes. He had been there. His breathing stopped for a moment and he pulled away from the hug, his gaze on the floor as he thought. When he moved his gaze to meet his friend’s again, there was a hint of anger that accompanied the pain. “Danny. I need you to tell me who did this.” 

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merry-macdonald:

She nodded at the male. “You can do this, I know you can. It’s going to be hard, but if anyone can do this you can James.” Mary replied placing a hand on his shoulder. She bit her lip, nodding. “I’d love to.” She replied her voice shaky. The brunette gave him a half smile as he tried to joke, never did she think she would see the male in such a state. He always seemed so strong, so unbreakable but here was being reminded that this war could affect even the strongest of people. “If he’s anything like his dad that won’t last for long.”

Listening to Mary’s words, James hoped she was right, but he felt as though he was missing a significant portion of himself and there was a possibility that it would never return. There was no way things would be the same again. But, he had to try, and he knew that. He nodded in response. There wasn’t much else he could say to that. He had experience with death, they all did -- but this went far beyond anything he had felt before. The wizard offered her a small smile, excited to introduce his son to others, even though he wasn’t in the most promising of states. “Come with me.” He said, turning the corner -- he hadn’t wanted to stray too far from the room, so it was on their next left. “I hope not.” A genuine smile graced his lips for a few moments. The thought of his son sharing some of his traits was enough to do that. He walked into the room and guided the brunette to the transparent cot that his son lay in. The copious amount of wires still making his chest tight. 

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merry-macdonald:

Mary was torn, she was filled with a sadness that she thought would never leave yet there was apart of her that was relieved and happy to hear about the baby. She nodded forcing a small smile to her face. “He’s go her strength.” She replied sniffing back tears. “He’s fighter, he’s already shown us that. You just have to be strong for him.” 

James nodded, his jaw clenching slightly as he swallowed. The emotions that were consuming him were so raw, and there were so many, that his whole mind felt fuzzy. But there was no denying the pain. James was glad that Lily had enough strength to hold out for the baby, but he wished desperately that she had been able to hold out for herself -- for him. He nodded again. “I’m trying.” He took in a shaky breath. It hadn't been long since Lily had passed, but he knew he'd have to be there for Harry no matter what. “You can -- you can meet him, if you want.” The wizard met her gaze. “He’s not very talkative, though.” An attempt at a joke, but it didn’t hold any of the humour that usually clung to his words.

[yesalltheships]

[jackson-falahee]

jackfalahee: This water was not warm.

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merry-macdonald:

In that moment, as she felt the male’s body shake from the tears, she felt her heart break. Mary scrunched her eyes shut as the male explained what had happened. She brought her hand up to her face as a sob slipped from her lips. “Oh god.” The brunette pulled the male back into a hug, grasping onto him tightly, her heart going out to him. She couldn’t even imagine what he must have been going through. She felt broken knowing her best friend was dead but it was his wife… his child–wait… “And the baby?” She asked apprehensively. 

Feeling her pull him into a second hug, he was thankful. He hadn’t wanted to be alone with this -- and it wasn’t just him who had lost someone after all. He imagined that Mary was feeling just as awful as he was. He tightened his grip on her, too. Her question about the baby made him pull away slightly. “He made it.” A small smile managed to fight its way onto his lips, though the tears remained. He took in a deep, shaky breath. “They don’t know how long for... But he’s alive.” James nodded. It was the only light in this cloud of darkness.