marauder

James Potter. Seventh year Gryffindor. Marauder. Quidditch captain. Head Boy. Future Member of the Order. Bound for greatness.

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[responsibiility]

“Go find your own classroom and just sod off, yeah?”

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“I could, but this classroom just....speaks to me. What’s wrong, mate?”

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“I thought so. Have you seen Remus and Sirius? We should grab them before we head out. I don’t know about Remus, but Sirius will sure have our heads if he missed out on free drinks.”

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“Sirius can try and take our heads, Wormy. Don’t admit defeat so easily - ‘sides, if you tickle his feet, he’s completely useless. Helpful life tip.”

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“Oh yes I can, Potter.” Marlene sent him a faux glare, nudging him in the arm. With his incessant quill tapping, she let out another grumble, lifting her head from the desk to look up at James. “Seriously, James, I am this close to shoving your face into the dirt on the Pitch.”

Grinning loop-sidedly, James couldn’t help but laugh at her expression. “It’s been seven years, Marlene. You don’t scare me so much anymore.” Despite that, he put his quill down, silencing the incessant tapping. It was hard not to take pity on the hungover, and he’d been there many times himself.

[vanceemmes]

                              ❝Potter, if you ruin that, you’ll need a lot                                 more attention than just Pomfrey can                                 give.❞

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                             “I wouldn’t say that too loudly,                                you might hurt her feelings. That                                woman has worked miracles on me.”

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                               ❝No! Do not touch that!❞

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Eyebrows raising, James slowly reached his finger out, stopping just a mere inch away from the object. 

                         “Not touching, can’t get mad.”

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                               “Are we there yet?”

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                          “Do something for yourself for a change!”

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“It’s New Year’s Day! Drinks at the Three Broomsticks on me.”

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“Drinks as in plural? Now that’s what I like to hear, Wormy.”

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“I’m bloody hungover, so whatever you’re doing just… do it more quietly.”

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“McKinnon, you can’t expect me to suffer for your mistakes.” Corners of his lips turning up slightly, James leaned back in his chair, tapping his quill against the table ever so loudly.

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CHRISTMAS STARTERS

( assorted prompts that are all bedecked with christmas themes. from salty, to ecstatic, to indifferent - feel free to change up the context, pronouns, or words ! )

❛❛ All I want for Christmas is peace & quiet. ❜❜ ❛❛ If mistletoe appears in my one-meter vicinity, I’ll burn it. ❜❜ ❛❛ So - what are you getting me for Christmas? ❜❜ ❛❛ What do you mean, Santa isn’t real? ❜❜ ❛❛ The only thing I like about Christmas is to get drunk on eggnog & wine, & sulk over my year’s regrets. ❜❜  ❛❛ You always give the best presents. ❜❜ ❛❛ Let me get a picture of this for the memories. ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas party at your house! ❜❜ ❛❛ I swear to god, if you give me a ‘dick-in-a-box’ for Christmas again- ❜❜ ❛❛ It’s snowing! ❜❜ ❛❛ Snow plus sleigh equals fun times. ❜❜ ❛❛ Snow plus sleigh equals broken bones. ❜❜ ❛❛ Please stop saying ‘Christmas is coming’ in Stark’s voice. ❜❜  ❛❛ Are you really setting traps for Santa — ? ❜❜ ❛❛ Don’t eat the cookies & milk I’m leaving on the table, unless your name is Santa. ❜❜ ❛❛ Ah yes, the age-old tradition of an obese old man dressed in a red suit - breaking into your house. ❜❜ ❛❛ Wanna help with the pudding? ❜❜ ❛❛ Help me decorate the Christmas tree. ❜❜ ❛❛ You’re really - enthusiastic - with the decorations. ❜❜   ❛❛ I knitted a sweater for you. Here, wear it. ❜❜ ❛❛ What did you use to knit the sweater? Two left-hands & parental guidance from a hamster? ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you coming to the Christmas party? ❜❜ ❛❛ How did you get tangled in all these fairy lights – ? ❜❜ ❛❛ Let me help with the gift-wrapping. ❜❜ ❛❛ Remember when you caught on fire last year? ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh no - no - you stay away from the alcohol. ❜❜ ❛❛ Stop telling me lies about Santa & his tiny elves. ❜❜  ❛❛ Oh shit, I forgot to buy the presents. ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you telling me you don’t put marshmallows in your hot chocolate? ❜❜ ❛❛ Is this what you do every Christmas? ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not letting you barricade yourself in your room again for Christmas. ❜❜ ❛❛ Come on! Live a little - find true love - piss in the snow! It’s Christmas. ❜❜         ❛❛ It may be Christmas, but that’s still illegal. ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas is just another day. What’s the big deal? ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas should be six months long - not one. ❜❜     

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“ please just let me forget. ”

James briefly hesitated, torn between wanting her to talk about what happened and wanting to just make her okay for a little while. He couldn’t do much for her; the damage was irrevocable, but if anything, he could be her support. That much he could do.      & so he held out his arms with a slight nod.       “C’mere, Lils. Lay down for awhile, yea?”

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                                     and behind the mask of m a t u r i t y                                                        that you wear,                                     a pair of eyes belonging to a ( CHILD )                                          stares back at you in the mirror.

                                                 you are not a warrior,                                                           MY LOVE,                                                  you are merely a boy.

[thursday]

[sandcvstles]

five-word sentences.

“ please just let me forget. ”

“ c'mon try to guess what. ”

“ just leave me alone already. ”

“ no, i’m not going to. ”

“ you can’t change my mind. ”

“ my mind is made up. ”

“ i’m not gonna let you. ”

“ don’t do that to me. ”

“ think about what you’re doing. ”

“ why aren’t you listening now? ”

“ i want to sleep forever. ”

“ you need to leave now. ”

“ i’ll always have your back. ”

“ now there’s no going back. ”

“ the view really is spectacular. ”

“ i didn’t think you’d care. ”

“ why can’t you trust me? ”

“ don’t even bother with clothes. ”

“ i don’t love you anymore. ”

“ i am a great person. ”

“ you are a tolerable drunk. ”

“ exactly, why are you awake? ”

“ i’m gonna ignore you now. ”

“ how is that not hilarious? ”

“ please just calm down now. ” 

“ i was already calm, asshole. ”

“ i can see your underwear. ”

“ i’m afraid you’ll replace me. ”

“ please stop losing your temper. ”

“ you can cry if needed. ”

“ you have to run away. ”

“ i just wanna be yours. ”

“ ashes, we all fall down. ”

“ i’m hoping you’ll understand me. ”