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james potter. 18. order. griffindor.

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James and Lily.

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Fleamont, Euphemia and James Potter. Family Portrait. 

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💬 You paid other students to do your work at Hogwarts

“Really? Have you met Remus? Granted, there were times where he did do some work for me, but most of it was him boring me to death on lectures. I wasn’t the brightest student, but I’m persistent. Money was never involved. Chocolate? Maybe. A sweet scratch behind his hairy ear? Possibly. But I did my best to do my own work.”

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💬 You got Lily to date you by putting her under a love spell .. and never took her off it

“There are love potions, sweetheart, but not spells… that I know of anyway. Ain’t good at potions — probably would’ve turned her into a toad if I did try that. I’m severely injured at the thought anyone would think this. Have you seen my face?”

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💬 One time Severus punched you and you cried

“Cried from laughter, clearly. Poor little Sevvy would break his fragile hand against these jaws of steel.”

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“J’aurais dû être plus gentile — I should have been more kind. That is something a person will never regret. You will never say to yourself when you are old, Ah, I wish I was not good to that person. You will never think that.”

— Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed (via wordsnquotes)

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Moonlight Games

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Maybe it was selfish of him to have thought they’d be around forever. They had been a constant presence in his life, as it should be, and now there was a likely chance that it’ll never be that way again. James never really thought of it before — them leaving him, that is. They had done such a wonderful job ensuring that he was never heartbroken or wanting for a single thing. Imagining them being gone had never seemed like reality to him, and now... Now the world had gone to shite. Not yet, not completely, but it was on the precipice of change. It had been much easier to face knowing he had his parents and friends in his corner.  

Once hidden in his room, James buried his face in his hands. He could hear Sirius shuffling about from outside, but he didn’t really care to greet him in the manner he usually did. Death was not something James was comfortable with, and certainly not something he was familiar with. He didn’t know how to deal with it. When Sirius entered the room, James looked up at him from his seat on the bed. “Dragon Pox.” It’s the only thing he can choke out from his constricted throat. It felt like he swallowed rocks. Eyes burning with tears, James began to rub at them furiously. “My parents have survived my father’s atrocious jokes for all these years, but not this?” The laugh that spills from his throat sounds empty even to his ears.  

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“Wouldn’t have continued reading if it wasn’t good, Prongs.” Remus said with a light chuckle, folding over the corner of the page before closing the book and placing it down in his lap. If it were anybody else, Remus likely would have given them a polite smile and went on with his book, but he knew James wouldn’t allow that. Not that he minded, James was some of his favourite company, talking to him was easy.

He felt his head tilt slightly, “I don’t think it’s possible to avoid the two of you.” Not that he certainly didn’t try. Of course he loved his friends, and living with two of his best mates was the best thing that could’ve happened to him since they left Hogwarts, but sometimes they could be… a lot. He often found himself in his room with nothing but a cup of tea and a book, but more often than not one of the two of them would disturb him, begging him to go out and do something with them. Remus valued his alone time, much more than James and Sirius did, but he also valued his time with his friends. “You think I ate anything you cooked? I’m not stupid, James, I know not to trust anything you make. I gave mine to Sirius.” Remus leaned back in his seat, making himself slightly cozier by wrapping his cardigan even tighter. “Where’ve you been all morning? Out causing a ruckus, I’m sure.”

“Oh.” His brows knit together. Remus always had a way of seeing and saying everything in ways that made James realize just how ridiculous some of the things he said were. Did that stop him? No, of course not. “Touché, my sweet hairy prince.” He winks and leans back heavily in the seat. 

“I’m ashamed, Rem. I slaved over that stove for you, and you feed it to the mutt?” He playfully slaps a hand over his heart. In truth, James was trying to get better at cooking; now that they were out of Hogwarts and his mother wasn’t around to do it, James knew it was a necessary skill. He didn’t take it personally that Remus didn’t eat it. He was more concerned about his friend eating more chocolate than eating the mess he made in the kitchen that morning. “Well,” he sighs deeply as though he’s about to divulge a great story, “Sirius is off Merlin knows where. Lily is with Mary, though my lack of invitation is felt deeply. I did, however, manage to go off and find a quaint little gift shop.” He pushes his glasses up farther along his nose as he went diving into his pockets. Then, proudly, he pulls out the most hideous looking heart-shaped box with moving letters: ‘to Lily, love James.’ 

“Wonderful, isn’t it?”

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Severus laughed - a cold, unnatural sound coming off of his lips and he shook his head. Typical. “It’s not worth it.” He said simply. It was true, after all. He knew he wouldn’t change her mind, he didn’t really want to try. She had made her choice long before the word had slipped from his lips and hurt her. He had been fighting a losing battle, and he didn’t want to anymore. He was better than that. “Please.” His voice was low, but full of venom as he spat the word at the other man. “Please give me a reason to break every one of your damn fingers.”

He knows he shouldn’t. While his ancestor’s ring was on Lily’s finger, that didn’t make her his. This wasn’t his business, no matter how many years James spent taking all his frustrations out on Severus because of it. But to hear the bastard say that it wasn’t worth it? He might as well say that she wasn’t. It makes James’ teeth grit together painfully. “That’s a pot of shite, Snape, and you know it.”

“Don’t worry, Sevvy. I’ll go. My time is better spent elsewhere. Just remember that you chose this.”

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“Noooo, I beg of you, spare us all.” groaned Lily in protest. At his kiss, the once pinky tinted slopes of her face flushed into a demure yet revealing shade of red. Marveling at him was at one point an entirely forbidden and frankly appalling concept, but over an extended period of time it transitioned naturally into her everyday, and unfortunately it caught her in her weakest moments. She hardly registered that she’d been pulled into the immense gravity he held in his gaze without even trying. It could have worked as another irritant, she could have accused him of indirectly stunting her resistance to his cockiness, but she chose to return to gesture instead. Her hand reached up into his dark, thick curls and rustled them affectionately.

“You wish, Potter,” she said despite her heart which drummed in an intense, nonsensical pattern against her chest, the electricity that tethered them still heavily charged and capable of sparking this utterly incomprehensible wonder. That they made it this far, that they were going to take it even further, and keep going until the end of time. “Hmm, I suppose I could indulge you. If it keeps my face on. I quite like it the way it is unsnogged.” teased Lily, her demeanor softening because she understood his wanting to a gross extent. But it wouldn’t be fun to admit that.

It was ridiculous how funny his heart began to beat after her hand reached up and tousled his disaster of dark locks. While she might have once thought the idea of them in this position as appalling ( ouch ), James would fantasy about silly moments like these during classes that didn’t capture his attention quickly enough. The laugh that falls from his mouth might’ve sounded like a lovesick giggle if James didn’t cover it up with a smothered clearing of the throat. Thank Merlin Sirius wasn’t around to hear it.

“Hm.” He doesn’t respond right away. He’s had had more than enough time to practice at reeling in his delight from her attention. Any time he took her small positive interactions to heart back in Hogwarts, James would pinch himself. Don’t get ahead of yourself, twit. “Sounds like a deal, Evans. Besides, I do like how lovely your face looks in the moon right now, wouldn’t want to ruin that.” Things were changing. While he loved this moment and hoped for plenty more, the realistic side of his heart knew that no day is promised. Any moment that could linger was time well spent. Slipping his fingers through her own, James lifted their conjoined hands in the air and gave her a playful spin. “I’ll have you know I’m the best dancer in all of London, according to my mother. And Sirius. Count yourself lucky, dear.”

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Ludo smiled as he watched the young man practically pounce at the opportunity to race against him. It was always refreshing to see somebody so interested in flying and Quidditch. He couldn’t help but to laugh at his confidence, he seemed to be much less sober than himself, Ludo felt as though there was no chance he could possibly lose. “Alright there, Mr. Potter, you seem sure of yourself. You must have experience on a broom, you sure you’re sober enough to control it, though?” He didn’t really care, but figured it would be better to be on the safe side and check.

He hadn’t had that much to drink. He doesn’t think he had anyway. But James learned early on that any weakness the opponent thought that he saw was really an advantage on his part, so he had no desire to prove Ludo otherwise. “Mr. Potter?” He thought he heard the last of that once he was done with school. “Sober or not, Bagman, be ready to get a mighty view of my arse from that broom of yours.” The wink really cemented it all.

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