until the very end

Gryffindor Sixth-year Pureblood Quidditch captain Chaser Save a broom, ride a quidditch player.

[its-jamespotter-blog]

Um... What to expect during tryouts, what I should do... Honestly, any tips you could give me would be fine.

As a seeker, expect a lot of hard work in the flying area and you have to be ace with your hand eye coordination.

[jackgleesonfrost-blog]

[marym-acdonald]

Corrupted minds // James & Mary

[marym-acdonald]

Stepping inside, Mary’s eyes almost popped out of her head. The fact that someone was able to live in such a mess was astonishing. Shirts, jeans, shoes, it was all lying around the room. Ah, boys will be boys right? More like pigs.  ”Luscious?” she repeated faintly. “Don’t you find it particularly strange that you pronounce Lucius Malfoy almost the same way? What were his parents thinking?” She chuckled, taking seat on the tidiest bed (probably Remus?!!!), while James quickly started making his own. “You do quite realize that lice like clean and tidy places, eh? So your hair being clean would be a banquet to them.”

Mary threw herself back, her head resting on the mattress while James was skipping towards the bathroom to get ready. As his voice disrupted her thoughts, she pulled herself up, leaning on her elbows and watching him walk back into the room. He had taken his time to undress in the bathroom and was now going through his clothes, apparently looking for something to wear. “Really, James? Couldn’t you have gotten dressed in the bathroom? What do these girls see in you?” she said, pulling a face. James was quite a looker, being captain of the Quidditch team did him very well. Not only was he buff and hot as…fuck. But the little scars and the muscles he got from training and matches were enough to send many girls into a frenzy. “Was I not scarred enough by the horrific sight of you and your chicken wings opening the door?”

“We’re going to a muggle village,” Mary said as a matter of factly. “the last time we did was ages ago and it’s time to do some catching up. I’ve already asked the others if they wanted to tag along, but they were busy living their lives. Therefore it’s just you, me and the lice in your perfectly clean and incredibly luscious hair.”

[its-jamespotter-blog]

"I'm dreamy Macdonald, deal with it." He winked and he slipped a shirt on. He thought about her proposal, well it was more of a demand but all the same, he wasn't sure whether or not he wanted to leave the castle. It had been a shite day already and he wasn't ready to leave his sanctuary. But Mary seemed to be having none of that, so, without a fight, he gave in with a gracious smile. 

"Oi Macdonald, we may be mates and you may be a bird but if you keep insisting that my hair has lice in it, I will be forced to hex you." He tried to look menacing but it didn't work out too well. He settled for a stern nod as he walked swiftly out of the dormitory with a slight smile on his face. Maybe it would be fun; he and Mary hadn't spent time together alone for a while and they had been in need of catching up. 

[its-jamespotter-blog]

H-hi. I was wondering if you had any tips for me about Quidditch. I want to try out for the position of seeker next year.

Hullo. As the captain, I can assure you I have lots of tips. What kind of tips were you looking for Singleton? 

[lily-flower-evans-blog]

Black Lake ll Lily/James

[lily-flower-evans-blog]

Lily smiled a bit at the comment James made of course he would mention the fact she was studious. In many ways the opposite of herself. While she was studying and improving greatly in her classes James and his group the maruaders were pulling pranks. Though she had to admit some of them were in her opinion brilliant and ingenious. At least the group showed signs of creativity. Lily had always considered James as someone she particularly did not like such as with the fact him and his group bullied Severus relentlessly. She never got why he thought just because he could get all the other girls that he could just get her just as easily. She took pride in the fact that she kept James at bay. Though it was dawning to her that they were becoming in a way friends not best friends but friends nevertheless. She closed her book since she had a feeling she wouldn’t get much work down now anyways. She answered his question with a slightly joking tone. “Not all of us like to be named class clown for the whole time we spend in this school.” She gestured with her hand the empty space on the grass next to her. “Want to sit?”

[its-jamespotter-blog]

He grinned at her friendly gesture and took up her offer. "Well, at least I'm the class clown who tops the class, eh?" He winked, with a haughty smirk on his face. He knew he was smart and so did she, but his brilliance was effortless when he thought she tried to hard to be brilliant when she already was. There wasn't much about Lily Evans that James Potter didn't know, or so he thought. He was cocky enough to believe that he knew all of her secrets but he was also smart enough to realize that he hadn't found them out the right way. As her friend, he ought to have been more understand, he thought. He had spent the majority of his past years snogging or shagging the nearest bird at hand and only hand a handful of friends who were girls. He wasn't sure what the proper ettiquette was for this sort of thing. It wasn't something one stumbled on often, but James Potter was confused. Should he flirt or was that not something friends did? How close did birds and blokes get? He had so many questions floating around in his mind that he had to put at rest because now was the time when he was supposed to say something beyond brilliant that would make her laugh and smile, but the only thing he could come up with was: "So, that History exam eh? Horrid, wasn't it?"

Bloody hell.

[lily-flower-evans-blog]

Black Lake ll Lily/James

It was a perfect day to be outside. The sun was shining a warmth that was rare. The skies were clear no clouds in the sky. There had just been a particularly brutal test. Everyone was enjoying no having to study for the tedious tests. After literally hours of staying up studying for the test everybody was over joyed that on the final day of tests the sun was shining. As if saying this is the award for all that hard over the week. Numerous students were sitting around the Black Lake. Some were swimming in the lake. Lily was one of the many students enjoying the nice outside weather.

Lily was sitting under an oak tree the shade providing a nice cover. She had just finished the test that was for History of Magic Lily may be studious but even she sometimes couldn’t handle Binns lectures. They usually went on and on and she eventually would catch herself about to nod off. But at least she had managed to remember enough of the Goblin Wars so that she could at least have written a decent essay.

Lily was reading a book on various charms. It was one she had gotten from he library. Lily was particularly adept at charms she found it to be her favorite subject. She was just about to read on an interesting spell. When she noticed a shadow had fallen over her book. She looked up and there looking down at her was James Potter. “Hello James.”

[its-jamespotter-blog]

He had spotted her from a mile away. After all, how could he not, what with her crimson red hair splayed around her shoulders and that Charms book that never left her delicate hands. It really was difficult not to notice her, Merlin knows he's tried. He had been by the Beech tree with Sirius after their History of Magic test when he had spotted her. He had tried to pay attention to what Padfoot had been saying but he was a lost cause. Even Sirius could see he wasn't paying attention and had stopped talking so James had decided to go over. 

Their relationship had changed a lot over the years. At first, it was a quiet, mutual acquaintanceship but then over the course of fifth year it had stemmed into a fully grown hatred with a lot of requests for dates on his part. Lily Evans baffled him and it was sometime during this year that he had decided to pursue a platonic relationship instead of a romantic one with her. He had become resigned to the fact that it was never going to happen but she would make a good friend, he was sure of that.

"Hullo Lily," he grinned genuinely at her, "Started studying again so soon?" 

[and-thats-life]

[marym-acdonald]

Corrupted minds // James & Mary

[marym-acdonald]

A dozen knockings - which had slowly turned into beatings- on the door simply wasn’t enough to awaken the Marauder which was James Potter. It took a while before she heard a grunt and a thud, and even a slight growl on the other side of the door. Ah, the sweet sound of having someone pissed off on a lovely day like today. A very satisfied smile graced Mary’s face, karma for every time you pranked me, she thought relentlessly while she patiently waited. With quite a lot of fuss, the door swung open, revealing James Potter in all his glor— no, no, heck to the no, this was not glory. This was far from it. Bloody hell, he wasn’t even fully dressed, he was wearing a disgusting shirt, his hair was messy, the stubbles were clearly visible on his chin and she heavily doubted those were clean pants. Suddenly the idea of her and Dorcas sneaking into the dorm room to check what kind of underwear the boys wore, seemed like a stupid plan which should not be conducted. 

Light seemed to smack James Potter straight in the face because his eyes annoyingly squeezed together and he seemed to be taken aback. With an even more annoyed groan, he leaned against the doorframe, obviously not going to be polite and invite her in. Oh, she knew he couldn’t help but love her on days like these. “Damn it, Potter, did something die in there?” she dramatically grasped for her nose. “You smell like rotten mice and hippogriff puke.” What happened to the good old days when people actually tried to make an effort to look properly before opening the door? Mary kept staring at him, taking in the painful sight her eyes were beholding and wondered what the hell was wrong with the female population. Girls found this particular being … attractive? Why? She shook her head, and she wanted her best friend to date …. this? Oh, despicable! “Get dressed, we’re going out. The lice in your hair need fresh air.”

[its-jamespotter-blog]

As tired and annoyed he was he couldn't help but transform his face with a small smile at her disgust. It was so Mary. Anyone else would've left him alone because you don't cross James Potter when he's in a terrible mood but Mary was different. "Oi, I don't have lice. My hair is perfectly clean and incredibly luscious." He added with a wink as he moved aside so that she could enter his dorm. He walked over to his bed and threw the sheets back onto it so it resembled being made, sort of. He then walked over to the bathroom and splashed some water on his face and undressed before coming out to look for something to wear.

"And what might we be doing today, Macdonald?"

[lily-flower-evans-blog]

its-jamespotter started following you

[its-jamespotter-blog]

Hullo Lily.

[lily-flower-evans-blog]

How are you doing?

[its-jamespotter-blog]

Absolutely spiffing, how are you Lily flower?

[lily-flower-evans-blog]

I’m doing well. Thanks for asking.

[its-jamespotter-blog]

Not a problem, just making polite conversation.

[pettigrewpeter]

By popular demand, the mustache…is no more.

[its-jamespotter-blog]

Much better mate, you look half way decent!

[pettigrewpeter]

The stupid mustache is back. I’m too fucking beyond upset lazy to do anything about it. Oh well.

[its-jamespotter-blog]

Oi Wormtail, shave the ‘stache.

[pettigrewpeter]

No way. I think it actually looks alright this time.

[its-jamespotter-blog]

You're a right loon Pete. 

[pettigrewpeter]

The stupid mustache is back. I’m too fucking beyond upset lazy to do anything about it. Oh well.

[its-jamespotter-blog]

Oi Wormtail, shave the 'stache.

[lily-flower-evans-blog]

its-jamespotter started following you

[its-jamespotter-blog]

Hullo Lily.

[lily-flower-evans-blog]

How are you doing?

[its-jamespotter-blog]

Absolutely spiffing, how are you Lily flower?

[lily-flower-evans-blog]

its-jamespotter started following you

Hello James.

[its-jamespotter-blog]

Hullo Lily.

[fuckcoconutwater-blog]

[marym-acdonald]

Corrupted minds // James & Mary

The good thing about being a sixth year student at Hogwarts is probably having a lot of free time, she wasn’t packed with classes every minute of the day and the professors assigned less homework than she first thought. The bad side, is that the assignments they did hand out were on N.E.W.T-level which mean it took a whole lot more effort to complete them and writing down gibberish didn’t get you a good grade. So why Mary found herself brushing her hair and applying a bit of make-up, was beyond her. It probably had something to do with the fact most of her friends were enamored by doing homework, if she wasn’t busy trying to pull Doe away from her books, she had Lily pulling her own arm to “Study, study, study! There’s not enough time, Mary Macdonald. We need to pass our N.E.W.Ts and get good jobs, otherwise we will never succeed in life!” Really, what’s so wrong with succeeding in life by becoming a high class lady of the night?

Mary was bored. And she wouldn’t admit with Lily being in a radius of ten mile, but she was missing the silly pranks the marauders would pull. The last time Hogwarts had been witness of the infamous pranks had been too long ago, Mary couldn’t even remember who the last sufferer was. It couldn’t possibly be that the N.E.W.Ts were affecting them too? Only one way to find out. She dropped the hairbrush on the desk and skillfully jumped off of her chair, leaving her dorm room for the one the boys shared. Her small hand clenched together in a fist and she started bouncing on the door. Bounce, bounce, bounce.

“James Potter,” she said, while she continued smacking down the door. “I know you’re there, I’m bored, you said you were the king of fun. I’m here to receive what I deserve, my liege!”

[its-jamespotter-blog]

James hadn't left bed all day. He hadn't showered, shaved nor changed so he resembled some sort of raven-haired mess. There wasn't any particular reason for his laziness other than the fact that they had been doing mock NEWTS for next year and he wasn't used to this amount of stress. Usually, James Potter was able to pass all his classes with E's and O's effortlessly, only doing his work the night before. He had a rep to maintain after all. But the work was just piling on and it had happened in the short span of what seemed like a couple of days but had really been a couple of weeks. His parents had warned him to behave this year because the workload was practically fatal (nothing compared to next year of course) but he hadn't listened. He had three detentions over the next week plus he had to schedule Quidditch tryouts and there just wasn't any time. So he had taken today, in which he should've been working or practicing, to relax. And that plan had been shot out the metaphorical window when he heard a loud, incessant, unceasing banging at the door. 

It was Mary. Bloody Mary. Of course. Of course she would be the one to disturb him on this marvelous day. He loved the brunette to bits but she had the worst timing. He let her knock some more until he was sure the door would break and he rolled over to get out of bed, stumbling on his way to the door. He opened the door and immediatley squinted from the onslaught of light streaming into his room. He groaned whilst leaning against the doorframe, not letting her passed him.

"Can I help you?"

[sn0wblanca]