James Potter

An RP blog for Storm Rising

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remusupin:

In the early hours of the day it was always hard to for Remus to pay attention to details. Once he recognized who he was talking to  he couldn’t help but blame his poor attention skills. “James,” he said surprised. It felt like ages since he had seen James last since he was busy with the Ministry and being a newly wed. But he wasn’t about to ask what circumstances placed James here regardless if it was Ministry business. He was happy and grateful for the small run in.

“I thought I could use a little morning pick me up,” Remus replied with a soft smile. “What are you doing here? Didn’t think I would see you anytime soon. Isn’t it a little early for you? If I remember correctly you always said any time before eleven is beneath you.”

He dropped a number of sickles on the counter. He and Lily had been sticking to a budget and living within their means (not much for a trainee auror and Lily’s small wage) but he wasn’t about to let something so arbitrary as a budget stop him from helping his friend. 

“So we’ve crossed into morning then? I never was really good with that line. When does night stop being night?” He offered Remus a slight shrug of his shoulders. “Can’t really keep regular hours with the shifts I’m getting. But mate, I’m pretty sure I said that in fifth year. I’m all about mornings now. I jog and everything.”  

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remusupin:

Location: The Leaky Cauldron Date: February 19th Time: early morning With: open

Remus was painfully aware that no sane person should be awake at this hour, but regardless he found himself at the Leaky Cauldron on a rainy morning. The night before was full of tossing and turning enough for Remus to completely give up on the idea of sleeping. His mind kept wandering to the dysfunction of the Ministry and those thoughts followed with him to the small cafe. It was completely chaotic and concerning but Remus didn’t want to make a comment on any of it. Usually a hot cup of tea would clear his head and after scanning the menu in front of him he ordered an Early Grey. 

As he reached into his pocket, his eyes slightly widened at the fact he was short on money. He knew this was a clear sign that he should begin looking for jobs, but it was hard to admit since he had never worked a day in his life if you don’t count being a prefect. Or at least if not a job then one of those new cards. Remus was probably the last person who still relied on loose change. He let out a defeated sigh and hesitated before asking the person behind him.

 “Uhm, excuse me. Hate to be rude, but you wouldn’t happen to have two sickles on you would you?”

James didn’t keep to normal hours anymore. Part of it was the increased shifts, part of it was having difficulty sleeping because of the increased stress of Order missions and Ministry decrees. But tonight, or this morning (the line often blurred) it was work. There had been a disturbance in one of the rooms of the Leaky Cauldron, and being a rookie he had been sent to sort it out. 

In the end it had been nothing, just a stray cat that had wandered into a room and caused a ruckus. As he was leaving, his thoughts already on his warm bed with Lily, he didn’t pay attention to who talked to him, just what they needed. His hand reached for the sickles in his pocket before he registered it was Remus. 

“Moony? What are you doing here?” 

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gwentheharpy:

It was a sign of the changing ways of the world that her immediate reaction these days was to be on the defensive. A younger Gwen wouldn’t have been, and perhaps that was naive but she longed for the peace of not immediately being cautious.

“You’re just doing your job,” Gwen sighed immediately feeling guilty as soon as she realised how irritated he seemed to be himself at having to ask the questions. “Sorry, I do know that.” She knew she had no right to berate him, especially when her job didn’t even feel real half the time. “I’m guessing there’s some orders they don’t check that you guys are okay with before they make you do them?” 

She offered him a smile instead of more harsh clipped words. He seemed nice enough and Gwen liked to believe when people were nice to her it wasn’t just because they recognised her face from the pitch. Glancing down at the shopping, she shook her head. “No, it’s alright. It’s just dinner, my partner basically never has real food in.”

“We don’t get asked anything,” he confirmed for her. He didn’t like the Order. He appreciated the sentiment, of wanting to keep muggleborns safe, but he personally thought there were better ways to go about it. Acknowledging that the death eaters were real, and a threat, would have been a good place to start. Actually trying to stop them would be better. Anything else was just a pitiful bandaid solution. Rip it off, and the wound still gaped beneath. “I mean, the seniour Aurors might be asked, but it’s usually the Wizengamot’s job... or it was.”

“Oh! Well that’s nice of you. It’s tough finding the time for it all. I’d love to be someone who gets all their meals done on a Sunday after the farmer’s market, but between little league quidditch and shift work, it just never happens.” The fact that he could barely cook didn’t really help much either.  

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NAME: Wifey [heart eyes emoji]RINGTONE: Give You the World by Nauset Light

You are the reason there's a smile on my face. Everyday we're together, is the perfect day.You bring out the very best in everything,you make me feel like I can do anything. They say a little bit of love goes a long way!And I'll give you as much as I can.And they say the little bits of life,they matter the most.There's no better time to share.

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LAST TEXT RECEIVED: Does that mean before dinner or after dinner?LAST TEXT SENT: Hey wife. My shift is going to get off late. Love you! <3

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suckmysnape:

“And I’m just trying to go home,” Severus snapped. He took a steadying breath after that and let the hood fall, eyes narrowing at James. He hadn’t wanted any sort of conversation and that quickly backfired. The only thing left to do was trying to avoid trouble by taking his annoyance toward the weekend out on the auror.

“Avoiding you,” He wrinkled his nose and went to step around him. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I will be on my way. I would hate wasting your time or making you late to get home to your precious  girlfriend.”

“Well go home then,” James wasn’t about to stop him. In fact, the less time he had to spend in Severus’s company, the better it would be for both of them. James might have taunted Severus, but there was no way Severus was innocent of playing into their rivalry either.

“Wife, actually,” he wasn’t sure why he said it. No doubt Severus couldn’t care less, and really, what did it matter? Except that when James rubbed at his forehead his left hand now sported a simple gold wedding band. He probably shouldn’t wear it while he was on duty, but he wasn’t yet over the novelty of wearing it, and taking it off felt somehow dishonest.

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Scroll ✉ | Sirius ⇄ James

Sirius: I don't know if I want it fixed if I'm going to hear such things.

Sirius: I share a lot of dog pics on there too, so I think we're in the same boat, mate.

James: Now I just feel concerned that you can't tell the difference between a dog pic and a dick pic.

James: I'm booking you in to an eye doctor. Or a doctor doctor. Maybe just St Mungo's for a full suite of tests.

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Unity Days 2018

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gwentheharpy:

Gwenog longed for a holiday. Ever since it had been suggested it had been practically the sole thing on her mind, but there were a few things that needed to be planned before she could go anywhere. It would have been easier to get everything on her to-do list ticked off if Diagon wasn’t rioting, and Diagon wouldn’t be rioting if it wasn’t for the Ministry and their fucked up plans - though this was not an opinion she’d voiced at home. 

She’d had to wait until it was quieter until she could finally do some kind of grocery shop, they couldn’t very well keep having take out. But quieter meant the curfew wasn’t in place and while it didn’t affect her directly, it was painfully obvious it was in place. If only by the Aurors that seemed to appear and ask useless questions.

“I’m a halfblood,” Gwen said, hating the defensive tone to her voice. She had always been proud of her Muggleborn father. Proud to not care what people’s blood-statuses were, including her own. Now to have it questioned every time she stepped out after dark, it wasn’t right. “Or have you started coming after us now as well?”

Her tone was unnecessarily snappish, but she was unapologetic about it in the moment. Her hands clutched uncomfortably at the bag of shopping as she waited for him to either let her continue on her merry way or reprimand her.

James blanched at the defensive tone of the woman. He wondered if the Ministry had thought about the backlash the Aurors on the beat would have to deal with when trying to enforce the curfew. More likely they just didn’t give a shit.

He realised it was an unfair thought. Poor over worked aurors when there were people being killed and tortured. He silently chastised himself for being so selfish. It was something he was trying to work on, but it didn’t come naturally. 

The other reason for his discomfort was that he recognised the person talking to him. Gwenog Jones, one heck of a quidditch player. 

“I’m sorry Gwenog - uh - Ms Jones. Didn’t mean any offense just...” any excuse he had felt flimsy, but it didn’t make it any less honest. “Just trying to make sure no one gets into trouble. You know, if it can be avoided. Can I help you carry anything?”

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suckmysnape:

Severus was on edge, still a little shakey after the news seemed to take a turn for the worst. He took to roaming Diagon. As someone that was not a people person, he was used to being alone and hiding away in his room. He couldn’t stay alone over the last couple of days. Sofia’s presence had been helpful but he feared scaring her away by requesting that she stay again or seeming too needy or – The never-ending list of what-ifs were what made him wander in the first place.

He took a shaky breath then rounded the corner, immediately wanting to backtrack when he spotted James Potter. Severus felt like he was going to be sick. He drew his hood up over his head then went to continue on his way, rolling his eyes before he answered.

“Piss off,” He muttered. “I’m a halfblood.”

“Look, I’m just trying to do my job...” he said before he paused. He recognised that voice, right down to the snarky tone. 

Admittedly, reminding people about the curfew had not gone well so far. And now he realised it was about to be so much worse. He and Severus had never exactly had the smoothest relationship (understatement) and considering what he knew of how Snape felt about muggleborns, he couldn’t imagine the other man would be pleased to be mistaken for one. Didn’t mean he wasn’t acting all kinds of suspicious though.

“Sorry Severus, didn’t realise it was you. What’re you doing skulking about under that hood?”

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elspethbrothaigh:

Elspeth had reluctantly agreed to check on the shop. Madam Primpernelle had been relentless in her owls, the old bat had even taken the time to make a damn phone call. She had tried to avoid them but, alas, she had been right. Elspeth lived the closest to the shop and the potions did need to be tended to, as well as making sure the ingrediants would be fresh for the madam’s return. Also, Elspeth was sure she couldn’t trust any of the other flighty shop girls as far as she could thrown them.

She huffed in irritation as she locked the door behind her. Elspeth couldn’t help feeling resentful. She understood that Madam Primpernelle’s husband had gotten caught up with the madness at the ministry but really, her? She in no way considered herself weak, of couse. If trouble did rear its ugly head she would be more than ready. She was confident in that. She couldn’t help feeling like some sort of sacrificial lamb though. Her appearance would make her seem like an easy target.

As she began to make her way back home, she clenched her teeth angrily. She always seemed to be getting the short end of the stick lately. Stuck in her own reverie she didn’t notice an auror approaching her until he was already in her face, badgering her about curfew. “Curfew’s only for muggles, yeh?” She snapped, “Why don’t you go find one of them?”

James sighed and rubbed one hand across his brow. He should have expected hostility. He could only imagine what he’d have said if an auror had approached Lily about the curfew. Merlin knew it wouldn’t have been pretty. He was still trying not to think about the ways the Ministry were now actively discriminating against his wife.

He was just doing his job. So why did it make him feel like the worst person alive?

“Muggleborns, yeah. But I don’t like making too many assumptions about that sort of thing,” he said. “Look, I’m not trying to start a fight. I just want to make sure no one gets into trouble and everyone’s as safe as can be. I don’t make the rules.” 

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Happy Birthday Lily! (30 January,1960) 

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Diagon Alley January 29 Open

James was furious. Or he would be if he wasn’t so tired. 

The Ministry was in a shambles, Alastor Moody had been stood down, and the riots in Diagon Alley had left the place a mess. With many aurors resigning or taking leave in protest, those who remained had been forced to pick up extra shifts. James felt like he had been on his feet for three days, and he wasn’t too far off the mark.

Everything about the situation angered him. From the way the Death Eaters had been able to waltz into the Ministry, to the aurors being blamed for their deaths and injuries that had occurred, to the outrage that was now directed not just at the Ministry but at the Order. None of it was right, and now that Alastor Moody had left the Department, the Muggleborn Curfew had been implemented, and there was no longer even the appearance of democracy? It was difficult to find the silver lining. 

While he had no reason to distrust Crouch, he had no reason to trust the Interim Minister’s new advisors. And while he didn’t agree with what had happened, if he left the aurors he would not only be helping out the ones who had been truly corrupted, but he would never become an auror himself. He was still in the first year of his three year training program, so leaving would only mean that he had wasted the last six months. He was married now, which meant he had to think about more than just himself. 

And he was just so tired. 

“Curfew’s soon,” he said, hating himself. “You all sorted?” 

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Scroll ✉ | Sirius ⇄ James

Sirius: I have never been so insulted...

Sirius: It was an accident! And it probably made her year.

Sirius: So now you want me to show everyone my dick pic?

James: If that's the case we should get you to Mungo's to get your hearing checked.

James: I'm not telling you to put it on your story. Just it'll delete shit for you, y'know? Keep your privates away from your dog pics.

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Red Eye | Jily

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lilyjane-e:

As James called his mother, Lily sat up to figure out the logistics. They’d stay for a few days, obviously, because if they were flying that far they might as well make a trip out of it. There was probably a better way for them to travel, as they were wizards and all, but as Lily went through the motions of planning a vacation she booked three plane tickets and two hotel rooms. This trip would pretty much blow their rainy day fund but as Lily finalized the details that was the last thing on her mind. 

It wasn’t until James hung up with his mother and a silence fell into the room that Lily realized the severity of what they had just done. She had just booked a trip for them to travel to Las Vegas. They were going out of the country after deciding five minutes prior. And, as James reminded her, they were getting married. Talk about reckless behavior.

Looking back at James, Lily felt herself freeze momentarily. Was this the right decision? Were they going to regret getting married on a whim? They were still young, not even nineteen. Was she going to regret not having a proper wedding when this was all said and done? Was James going to think in a few months their relationship had moved too quickly? There were so many questions and as her chest began to feel heavy Lily nearly voiced her concern. But as her eyes met his Lily could feel everything silenced. She wasn’t going to regret this. 

“We’re getting married”

As the smile returned to Lily’s face she leaned over to press a short kiss to James’ lips before setting her laptop to the side and getting out of bed “You better start packing or else we’re going to miss our flight, and I think I might draw the line at marrying you in an airport”.

James couldn’t stop grinning. Even knowing he had only a few minutes to pack didn’t stop him from grinning at Lily and wrapping his arms around her. He couldn’t help it. He was getting read to make his vows to stay with her for the rest of his life, and he couldn’t get enough of her. 

The plane trip had been an experience. James had flown many times, but never on a plane. His mother hadn’t been on one either, so between them, they had about a million questions. But they made it out the other end, and somehow even managed to get through customs without being stopped. 

“I just don’t get why they had to go through my bag so many times.” 

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Sirius: As if, something that big she could tell right away, didn't even need to squint.

Sirius: I was minding my own business buying dog food and she asked to see a picture. They harass me, man. Old ladies love me.

Sirius: I mean...what, you don't? And I meant to delete it after I sent it...

James: Yeah alright mate. You can just admit you found a good zoom lense.

James: Didn't ask to see your dick pick though, did she?

James: Mate.... you know SnapDragon's a thing, yeah?

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Sirius: I just accidentally showed an old lady a pic of my penis while showing her dog pics...

Sirius: So, how's your day going?

James: It's alright mate. I'm sure she couldn't focus that quickly on something so small, what with her being old and all. Probably thought it was an unusually coloured prune or something.

James: But seriously, two things. First, do I need to be concerned about you harassing old ladies?

James: And second, why are you taking dick picks, let alone saving them?

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The marauders aren’t invited?!

No, they aren't. No one but James's mum is invited, and if his dad weren't dead and he wasn't her only surviving family, she wouldn't have been invited either. Lily & James are doing this on an impulse, and if they stopped to think about the consequences including all of the people they should invite, they wouldn't be going. This is a chance for them to do something for themselves and for their relationship. Which is not to say that they won't have a big party, complete with a reenactment of the ceremony (Elvis impersonator optional) when they return, or that they won't be snapping or live streaming the ceremony from Vegas. On a side note, I don't think I'm going to answer any more anons about plot points. I always find them quite accusatory, even if that isn't the intention behind them, and find it quite difficult having a one-way conversation on the dash. I'm always more than happy to discuss any of my plots with anyone off anon (I'm always really flexible about my plots and headcanons), and I'm happy to include anyone in anything that they think their character might fit in, or take an interest in.