j u l e s

jules. hero. on the run. umbra. they say i'm a hero. sister of becca and jason goldstein. member of umbra. could 100% kick you ass. sometimes a teacher, but not a very good one. certified wing woman to james potter, if you want a date with him hmu.

[goldsteinsjule]

run, run, run ➳ jamestein

Jules is surprised she doesn’t splinch herself as she lands roughly into his room. James springs up from his bed so fast she wants to make a joke but can’t. Not with her heart and her throat racing and secrets a villain had spilled while she fought him running through her head. Her eyes are wild and she’s scaring him, she knows this, but she can’t help herself. She’s faced death before and laughed in its face but the war finally brewing over was something she had thought she was ready for but actually wasn’t.

UMBRA had been something she’s joined without much thought, she was already saving lives anyway. This way she could fight along people she liked and even helped them save their own lives. Having them practice in her and James’ flat has been a no brainer. Something she was now paying for as she stepped closer to James. Her eyes still wide with fear she’s not used to feeling and her arms shaking as he grabs her by the arms. 

“We have to go, Potter.” Are the first words she says to him and they come out steadier than she had thought they would. Pulling her arms away from him she leaves his room in a flurry. James hurries behind her but she’s already waving her hand around and packing her bagback. “They’re coming, Potter. They know. We have to go.” Jules doesn’t specify the they but James knows who’s she’s talking about and soon she’s following in her foot steps and packing himself a bag. 

Looking around the sitting room she grabs James’ hand, before taking one last look and popping out of there.