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@fletcherduke
Texts || El & Fletch
El: do you remember the umbrella charm? i can't for the life of me
El: I don't forget them that often!
El: but maybe...
Fletcher: i mean most if not all spells come from latin... so it was definitely umbra-something
Fletcher: no you don't, but to avoid future situations like this one i'd say it's something to look into
whysosirius-james:
“I’m sorry, Fletcher. You deserved better than that, you really did,” James said, his tone softening as he heard his story. It was crazy to think that it easily could have been the other way around or they both could have ended up in the same situation together. If h hadn’t been adopted, he would have at least had one loving parent. He knew Dudley would have raised him well despite his biological grandparents not being so great and if he hadn’t been given to Dudley, his mother was a good person. He always knew he was lucky but he had never known it more than in this moment, “Then it’ll probably be a shocker but I imagine he’ll feel guilty. I can tell that he has a lot of it for the way he treated his cousin for his magic and his family’s role in it. I imagine he’d feel he has a lot of time to make up for. As do I really.”
“It’s fine,” he shook his head with a vague wave of his hand. It wasn’t, but it wasn’t James’ fault either. It was not his tragedy to apologize for. “I appreciate that, I really do. But I promise it’s not my intention to guilt you or Dudley by telling you my story. It’s just how my life looked,” Fletcher shrugged lightly. “I don’t want for either of you to feel like you ‘owe me’ or something. But that being said, it does sound nice to be a part of something. So I guess just wanting to let me in his compensation enough.”
Texts || El & Fletch
El: i mean it's starting to rain
El: oh no fletch i mean if you're busy i don't want to interrupt
El: i thought someone would be home though i only realised i'd forgotten my keys like an hour ago
Fletch: fuck
Fletch: just hide under the awning, okay? i should be there soon
Fletch: understandable. we should get you one of those lanyards so you can keep it around your neck, shouldn't we? 😂
Texts || El & Fletch
El: Fletch...
El: please tell me you're at home listening to music or something rn and just can't here me knocking?
El: i mayyyy have forgotten my keys and am locked out
El: please help 🥺
Fletch: oh no i'm not at home rn
Fletch: did you? okay wait there i'm heading home
Fletch: is everything ok?
whysosirius-james:
James shrugged, “It was a shock but I’ve definitely come to terms with it. He gave me to my dad so that I could have a good life as a wizard and not have to hide it from the people around me. We have a really good relationship. I’m sure that’ll happen for you too once he gets over the shock,” He paused, “You’re sure he has no idea about you at all?” He asked out of curiosity. At his thanks, James waved dismissively, “Come on, man, you’re quite literally family. You don’t ever have to repay me,” He said, still smiling as he sipped on his coffee.
“I can only imagine. And that must be nice,” he nodded after hearing the other’s personal experience. “Yeah I’m pretty sure. I mean my mum and I shared a very short time together but I can still remember all the times she’d remind me that I was a mistake and that she didn’t even have a way to contact my biological father so she could just give me to him. When I started showing signs of being different – of being magical – she tossed me to the nearest orphanage and never thought about me again,” Fletcher told the other. “So I don’t see how there’s any way he’d know about me.”
mackenziepctter:
“I’d love to get to know you too,” she replied. “Plus, eventually you’ll be having to get to know your half-niece or nephew.”
Fletcher managed a light smile. When Mackenzie mentioned a half-niece or nephew he couldn’t help the nerves that washed over him. It seemed like everything was going rather fast but he didn’t want his anxiety to appear like he was unsupportive. “The Wotters always come with a large family, don’t they?” he said with a brief chuckle.
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whysosirius-james:
“And they’d be welcome. We always have room for more at the Wotter table,” James said. He wanted to make sure Fletcher felt welcome but also didn’t push it too much because he didn’t want to overwhelm him either. James shrugged, “It’s kind of foreign to me too if I’m being honest. Dudley being my father was told to me rather than me telling him. I imagine that just telling him outright might be the best way though. I don’t think making small talk first would help at all. It’ll probably just make it more confusing. But I can be there, for moral support and because if I write to him, he’ll expect me to be there. I guess you tell and we see where it goes from there. I’m sure he’ll have questions.”
“I had a feeling you’d say something like that,” he chuckled lightly, but he didn’t mean anything negative by it. “That couldn’t have been easy,” Fletcher sympathized after James’ words. “Alright, yeah those all sound like reasonable things,” he nodded, knowing he would just have to get over himself and bite the bullet here. It wouldn’t be easy, but the bandaid method would be the best way to go about all of this. “Thank you though, seriously you’ve been really helpful and understanding throughout all of this and I don’t think I’ll ever quite be able to repay you for it.”
aricllaxbclcflcur:
“Really? All those years studying as a Magizoologist and I had no idea there were other creatures out in the world. I thought it was simply Nifflers or nothing.” She teased back, placing on hand on her chest as though she was shocked by the news the other was giving her. “With the right kind of training, I’m sure they’d be perfect house pets.” She argued, though she knew that no matter how many pros she tried to enforce when it came to this topic, she would always lose. “He said he would, but I don’t want to pull him away from his own career either. At the end of the day, the goal was to always come back here and teach, I guess I’m just switching it around. Once I believe I’ve taught all I can, then I’ll travel the world.”
“I know this is a little mind-blowing, but I’m glad I could help in this illumination for you,” he continued to joke, his tone often coming out rather monotone but Ariella had seemed to have gotten used to it from him by now, a light smile on his features after her initial reaction. “Do you really think so? I think they’d be better if they collected dust instead of shiny things,” Fletcher huffed a little in amusement. “Well I think that’s really cool that your dreams are adjustable like that,” he meant it. Besides doing something he enjoyed right now, he didn’t have any real ambitions beyond that. “Well for what it’s worth I think you’ll be a great professor some day. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone as passionate about magical creatures as you are. And I promise I mean that in a good way.”
mackenziepctter:
“Definitely not,” Kenzie replied. “It was a lot, mostly because I knew nothing about my biological parents, and he knew them like the back of his hand. I’m pretty sure I almost passed out when he told me, but that was also partly because I was injured at the time.” She shrugged slightly. “It’s hard, but it makes it easier what you’re going through. You know that there’s someone else who went through something similar to you.”
“That’s reassuring to hear,” he admitted. He wasn’t afraid of the ideas of getting to know James, especially since he’d been so accommodating and understanding thus-far. But everything else that came with joining the Potter family was what scared him the most. “Well for what it’s worth I’m willing to get to know you too, especially now that you’re my... half-sister-in-law?”
hazelmacdougal:
“Dude, I don’t even know what I like,” Hazel told the other. “At least not that I can turn into a job or something.”
“What do you mean you don’t know what you like?” he asked. Fletcher couldn’t stop looking at her in a puzzled manner. “Everyone likes something.”
mackenziepctter:
Mackenzie nodded at him, “Yeah I understand. It can be pretty confusing, I totally get that. I mean, for fifteen years of my life, I didn’t know I had a brother, and now we’re really close. There’s no guidebook for any of this, it’s just up to you to go at your own pace, and for others to respect if you want a relationship or if you don’t.”
“How... how did that go for the two of you? If you don’t mind me asking of course,” Fletcher wondered, trying to break his instincts to close off in attempt to make some sort of progress with all of this. “Getting to know your brother, I mean. Someone you hadn’t known existed for fifteen years can’t be easy to catch up with overnight, you know?”
mackenziepctter:
“I guess so,” Kenzie replied. “Depends if you want me to be. A lot of foster kids or adopted kids often do have a relationship to their biological family. Family isn’t all blood, y’know. So like, it’s all up to you.”
“I still don’t know where I fit in here,” he admitted. “I spent my whole life believing I’d never have a proper family. So... I don’t exactly have any answers to anything right now. I don’t know what I want or what to expect. I guess I just hope to figure out a way for this all to make some sort of sense, you know?”
hazelmacdougal:
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“Explain this to me,” Hazel said to the other. “How the heck am I supposed to choose what I want to do for the rest of my life at age eighteen? Apparently your brain isn’t fully developed until twenty five. I’m supposed to be in charge of choosing something at eighteen? Sounds like bullshit to me.”
“Not a clue,” he admitted with a shrug. “I had a hard time with that too. And honestly, rarely any of us have our whole lives figured out. I knew I liked owls and knew how to care for them. They needed help at the Emporium and that’s how I ended up there. Aside from that well, I’ve got no clue what to do with the rest of my life. So I say... follow something you enjoy and then follow the paths that unfold in front of you after that,” Fletcher shrugged once more.
whysosirius-james:
“You won’t get any of those accusations thrown at you in this family. I mean possibly our paternal grandfather but Vernon is… well, they’re somewhat estranged and his status isn’t great,” James cleared his throat, “Instead you’ll probably get a knitted sweater from Grandma Molly,” He was only half-joking, it was practically an obligation in this family, “You mean the Carrow girls right? I think one of them is dating my brother,” He paused, “I’ll write to Dudley and tell him to come visit and we can do coffee or lunch. Just tell me when suits,” He paused, “If I remember correctly, technically you’ve met. I introduced him to you at my wedding, didn’t I? Do you want me there or would you rather talk to him yourself?”
Fletcher chuckled lightly at the comment about getting a knitted sweater from Grandma Molly. It was a staple for that family and it was one of the things he hadn’t considered he’d get to have too. It was a lot to adjust to, but he appreciated James taking it step by step for him. “Yeah. They were my only family for so long. It’d be nice to be able to invite them to a family gathering somewhere down the line,” Fletcher added with a twinge of hope to his words. “I’d appreciate that,” he nodded with a light smile when James offered to write to Dudley for him. “Yeah I’ll let you know when works. But it’ll be sometime soon. I need to rip off the bandaid, right?” Fletcher said, trying to convince himself in the process. “I kept it brief because... well for obvious reasons,” he admitted. “Uh– maybe? I... I don’t even know. This is all so foreign to me. What do you suggest? How should I approach this?”
