al in the middle

here the song of kansa's 'carry on my wayward son' will go bc if that aint fuckin genius!

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jamesxsirius:

As Albus ranted at him. James simply sat there nonchalantly and continued to swing his legs and sip his tea. It was burning his mouth but James couldn’t bring himself to care. He was already feeling enough pain so what did it even matter? Finishing the last dregs of the cup, he picked up his wand so he could guide the empty cup towards the sink and deal with it later (and if that wasn’t a metaphor for all his problems, then he didn’t know what was. With a frown, he looked at Albus and furrowed his eyebrows. “You think I’m getting fat?” He crossed his arms and huffed at Albus. “Well, at least I won’t have to deal with all this bullshit if I die from alcohol poisoning or diabetes. And also, Teddy isn’t just a boy… he’s Teddy. MY Teddy,” James replied defensively before wondering why he even bothered defending Teddy. Sure, he loved and adored the boy with all his being but he wished he wasn’t so hung up on someone who fucked with his feelings this much and made him hurt like this. “Fine. We’ll do all this fucking shitty normal stuff and pretend everything is fine and normal.” With a huff, he jumped off of the kitchen counter and pushed past Albus so he could grab his jacket and keys as well as a packet of cigarettes because he was definitely going to smoke every single one of them no matter what Albus said.

“No, but you will be if you keep burying your problems in alcohol, idiot. And then you won’t be hot anymore.” Al said, which, well. If James cared about anything, it was his own physique and winning Witch Weekly’s whatever hottest guys blah blah he didn’t know. He just groaned at James and really wanted to punch him in the face, to knock some sense into him because the guy was being absolutely overdramatic about everything and it would be his undoing. “Yeah, no, you don’t get to call him your Teddy if you’re off with your Prat named Aaron. And he is just a boy. Just like you are, and just like I am. You literally drink like it’s the end of the world and pretend it’s ok and as your brother, I can’t sit by and let it happen.” He said with a shrug. But he grinned! At least James agreed to their outing. “Did I say we’d pretend everything’s fine? No. I said we were gonna go out and bond and just chill.” He hummed happily and hurried to the door, opening it up and waving James out. “C’mon! Let’sgolet’sgolet’sgo, bitch—fuck off.” Al was just. Shooting so much destructive shit down. He pulled his wand out, waving it toward James’ pocket so the packet of cigarettes came flying out before he set them on fire. “Enough. Let’s go. It’s one day with me. Stop acting like a fucking child, jesus christ. Older brother my arse.”

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scorpiontheking:

‘hello ALBUS?’ scorpius didn’t know what the fuck to say, honestly! he didn’t plan this out, which was stupid, he didn’t think twice about leaving but coming back was way worse than leaving because just about everyone was angry as fuck at him. including albus, so maybe he couldn’t say hi albs and walk back into his life, but damn it, of course he had to try. ‘i’m going to say more just– give me a chance.’ he snapped his lips back shut and simply bore his gaze down at the boy before sighing softly. ‘don’t do that thing where you keep it hidden, alby. just snap, punch me, hex me, you know you want to. it’d make me feel a lot better if you just got it over with, honestly. because… i walked out on you, and everyone else. just… walked right out the door and didn’t look twice because.. i’m a coward and a child and fucking immature and i… got lost and misdirected and i didn’t know what to do. so, i left. i’m sorry.’

What was that tone coming out of Scorpius? Did he—was he sarcastic? Upset? Really? Al gave Scorp a look, one that was almost annoyed and disbelieving. “Are you upset? That I’m upset at you? No, you don’t get to be upset, Scorp. You literally left. And me punching you or anything doesn’t just automatically cancel that out—also I’m sadly your best friend so I’m not gonna do that anyway.” He sighed, scratching the back of his neck and shaking his head. “I honestly. Sometimes I just wanna...” he brought his hands out in front of Scorp’s face and closed his fingers around the space as if he were ‘squishing’ Scorp’s head in them. “You’re absolutely mental, you know? You have so many people that are your friends and for some reason you couldn’t think of even going to any of them—me included, even. ME, for fuck’s sake—before you decided to get up and leave? Without any warning, without... with nothing! You left! I don’t understand... what goes on in your head half the time. What the fuck do you think friends are for? We’re supposed to help you when you’re lost, Scorp, but we’re not all good at legilimens and can read everything in your head, dude. You have to tell us and... god, now I’m just pissed.” He really was. Livid, really. And the thing is that Scorp had the tendency to just run on empty a lot and be reckless and Al always saw this happen and just. GOD, it infuriated him to no end, really, when all he wanted to do was help Scorp and be there but how could he when Scorp rarely even let him—or wasn’t even around?

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☾ * ✶ – JAMES POTTER

As James drank his tea, he decided that he didn’t even need to bother pretending to be happy as clearly, Albus was happy enough for the both of them. Pretending to be happy when he was completely miserable anyway was pretty exhausting so if he could drop the happy act around Albus then that was fine by him. It was probably pretty pathetic how he basically relied on Teddy for his happiness – but he really, really did and had done his entire life. And James was taking living the last few weeks without him pretty hard because he couldn’t stand being separated from Teddy; yet at the same time, right now he couldn’t stand being around Teddy because he was hurting so much. With a sigh, James lifted himself onto the counter so he could swing his legs back and forth as he sipped at his tea, pulling a face at Albus. “All those ideas are lame as fuck. Apart from eating and drinking alcohol – those are the only two good ideas you’ve ever come up with. Why do we need bonding exercises when we’ve spent a good twenty years of our lives bonding. You’re so stupid.” James turned his nose up at Albus even though he knew perfectly well that they would probably end up doing every single one of those things. If they would keep his mind off of all his troubles then why not? But he would do everything with a grumpy face just to make sure that Albus didn’t think that James enjoyed his company. “You already know all my problems. What else is there to confide in? Having you around me automatically makes me miserable, so…” James managed a crooked smile which was much more of a sad smile than a happy one. WOW, he knew shit was bad when he couldn’t even muster a smile when teasing Albus.

Honestly, Al expected that to be James’ reaction to his very well thought out plans—which, really, was more than he usually had because Al was definitely the type to hang out with people and be simply fine with sitting with them and watching Netflix all day, just doing nothing. So this? Planning a day out for him and his brother? This was huge, monumental, even, and he gaped at James, jaw falling to the floor as if he were offended—he really wasn’t. “I’m sorry that I planned out a super fun day with my brother okay! Like normal people fucking do! They actually do stuff with each other and enjoy, you know, life. And believe it or not there is way more to it.... like, aside from drinking until you fucking throw up and are on the verge of alcohol poisoning or eating all your feelings and—oh yes James Potter, gettin’ fat because you’re sad over a boy. SO we’re gonna have such a great time.” Funny how Al could never be this energetic and willing to do things when it came to his own self. But for others? He’d do this all up in a heartbeat for others. He sighed, thinking seriously and shrugging. “Look, okay? You’re... not having a good few weeks and... believe it or not, I do... care about your happiness and... you’re fucking obnoxious to get real with so we’re gonna just... hang out.” He chuckled, thinking that if James was gonna tease, then so can Al. “Okay, you caught me. I don’t like you miserable because I’m not the one really causing it and you know the rules, big bro. No one’s allowed to make you miserable but me.”

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☾ * ✶ – SCORPIUS MALFOY

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scorpius was a pretty lousy person before he disappeared. he hadn’t spoken to anyone properly in months, not after the breakup with fred. after fred he just felt alone, even if he was constantly surrounded by friends and having to suffer through another year and a half of university to not know what he wanted to do after? that sounded horrendous. so he left, didn’t bother coming back after christmas break… which was an incredibly shitty thing for him to do but every malfoy needed to fall off the grid to be himself again. he didn’t tell anyone either, responded to texts but barely at that. he spent two months in paris and couldn’t even tell you what he’d done but he came back to school, asked if he could go back to classes and they agreed to let him come as long as he caught himself up on classwork and that was that. back to the grind! and he still didn’t feel like he belonged here at all! but he did incredibly miss his friends, missed albus and zach and oliver but two out of three he’d already managed to talk to and now there was just albus. and he was the most nervous to see albus, because he didn’t know what to expect. after spotting him in the corridors and following him around because he didn’t know what to say, scorpius finally went up to tap him in the shoulder. ‘hi albs.’

Al honestly had had a pretty lame holiday. Scorpius, his very best friend in the entire world... he just disappeared. It seriously had made him so depressed—more than usual—and he ended up not even staying in their dorm anymore because he couldn’t stand being so alone in it. It meant nothing if Scorp wasn’t there. So, he’d gone home and James was home a lot too because of... Teddy and stuff. And of course, Al had to try to fix this Teddy issue because he cared about James’ wellbeing. He was a self-destructive prick and knew it, so naturally Al was just going to shoot that shit down whenever he could. School had become increasingly dull as well—his best friend wasn’t around, what’d he expect?—and that was why he was so fucking caught off guard one day when he felt a shoulder tap from Scorpius himself. He turned around, his smile fading so fast it might as well have been smacked off his face. “’Hi Albs’? That’s funny. Literally that’s... all you’re gonna say? After months? And you say ‘hi Albs’?” He shook his head and started down the hall, quietly fuming over Scorpius showing his face like that after... just not being here. Just being gone. He was so livid but it was quiet, because Al wasn’t the type to get all yell-y and dramatic. No, Al honestly kept it inside and clenched his jaw and was passive aggressive and would probably bite back with icy words but that’s it. Not to mention that there was a heavy feeling in his chest that might resemble some type of heartache but Al was... just gonna ignore that, yeah. Like always.

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son no. 2 // ginny&albus

ginny: i don't like you kids and your rules

ginny: i just don't want to forget what you look like :/

ginny: the him and teddy thing, yeah?? he won't even tell me what happened but i need him to stop moping before he gets permanent frown lines

ginny: u know dealing w/ ur dad and ron thinking they can still play quidditch and pulling a muscle in their back! news flash! they can't!

al: srry

al: i haven't changed in the past 2 seconds i think you'll live

al: uh huh. yea i know it's getting mad annoying. trying to take him out to get fresh air but he's being so mopey it's impossible. he's just stupid

al: do they know they're like wicked old or?

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son no. 2 // ginny&albus

ginny: WHERE DID I GO WRONG

ginny: why do my children never text me or give me a call :-(

ginny: bet you call your father, don't you

ginny: anyway, hi kid. what up

al: mom it's not cool to text parents

al: also you force me to face time so i see you once a day

al: nah ma like i said it's not cool to talk to parents sorry to break it to ya

al: also i hate texting

al: um nothing just dealing with james honestly bein an emotional prat like always bc he's kinda dumb haha you

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☾ * ✶ – JAMES POTTER

“FUCKING HELL, Albus. Just stop fucking talking. Now.” James tried his best to ignore everything Albus was saying but it really didn’t work when he was just saying out loud everything that had been grinding on him the last week or so. Narrowing his eyes, he began to chew at the inside of his cheek wanting Albus to just stop when he’d been trying so hard to stop thinking about it. “Can you fucking stop? Please? Teddy doesn’t want me like that so I’m trying to deal with it and you’re not making it any easier for me. And what’s the big deal about me dating Aaron, anyway?” he asked with a scowl even though he knew perfectly well what the big deal was after the shit storm from the first time they were together. “He’s changed. He’s not a dick to me anymore. It’s not like last time.” Grumbling, he stood up and stuck his tongue out at his brother childishly before quickly getting changed. Even though he loved Albus a lot, right now he couldn’t stand him and his annoying face for making him getting out of bed and look like a human. Trudging grumpily downstairs, he went into the kitchen to make himself the biggest cup of tea he could make and then turned to glare at Albus. “Happy now?”

“You keep telling yourself he hasn’t changed, bro. Just try. Maybe if you say it enough he’ll actually fucking change. Dipwad.” Al called up at him. Downstairs, Albus was smiling, certain that he’d managed to at least annoy James enough to make him get out of bed, looking at least half decent. He had a plan, is the thing, and because he was James’ younger brother, he knew it was absolutely foolproof. He would get James to a breaking point—yes, it was bad, he knew it. He really did. It’s not like he liked to annoy his brother unless it was for something small. It’s not like he liked to anger his brother unless it was something insignificant, but... this was Teddy they were talking about. Aaron was... just another problem entirely, too. He didn’t buy whatever the fuck Aaron’s façade must be that actually managed to coax his brother into being with him again—and vulnerably, too! Wouldn’t it be the perfect time to lure someone into an emotionally abusive relationship if the other person was currently heartbroken over the love of their life seemingly not loving them back? Yes, that had to be dealt with as well somehow. Unfortunately, he wouldn’t be able to think about that right now. Right now, he just needed to get James out of the house and to... somehow get him to sincerely pour out his broken heart to him. Then, Albus would probably consult Zach and Lily and if need be, Teddy himself. Actually, yeah, he needed to go slap Teddy around, too, at some point. Boy was being the middle brother exhausting! And all because he cared. 

Al looked up happily when James finally came down. “Yes, very!” He hopped to his feet and hurried over to stand in front of the counter in the middle of the kitchen, looking at James. “I’m thinking we can go have a lot of fun today. We’re gonna go ice skating before all the sad snow melts. We’re gonna get some good brunch. We’re gonna go take a stroll in the park, get some fresh air. We’re gonna go buy groceries that I humbly volunteered us to go get for our lovely mum who does everything for us, by the way. We’re gonna go say hi to dad at the ministry, we’re gonna go to Diagon Alley and go into the Leaky Cauldron and drink a little—I’m not going to let you get shit faced—and then! We’re gonna sing karaoke and by the time we’re done we’ll have bonded so much that you’ll just have to confide in me about your problems that I... only know the surface of. Because we’re brothers and I...” he shrugged. “Kinda really hate seeing you miserable, even if you think I love making you miserable.” He pointed a finger at James. “Which is true, but the thing is that I’m not the source of your misery and... we basically can’t have that, can we? No.”

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☾ * ✶ – JAMES POTTER

“Go fuck yourself,” James mumbled as he sank further into his covers and continued to glare. Maybe he could make some sort of record with the number of times he’d swore at Albus in the last minute. “I have NOT been moping over Teddy. Why the fuck would I be moping over him? He’s just…” James didn’t even know how to finish that sentence so he stopped talking. He had no idea how Albus actually knew because he hadn’t told anyone about the shitty week he’d had, other than Zach. Maybe Albus could just smell his moping. Not that he had been moping. Not at all. “I’m hungover, I have an excuse to be in bed at 2pm. Plus Aaron is busy at work today so it’s not like I have anything better to do. And being annoyed by you is certainly not better than being in bed.” Wincing as his head was patted, he groaned and decided to lie on the floor instead because that seemed like a much better idea that having to deal with his energetic brother. “I hate you so much. Did Mum put you up to this?”

“Noooy-yeah, well, right, I already did that today because I didn’t waste my day, unlike you, so.” He gave his older brother a look with a tilt of his head and raised eyebrows that said he was not amused and so not believing him. Albus’ eyes lightly narrowed, challenging in a way because he felt insulted that James would think he didn’t know him like the back of his hand. “Yes you have and it’s really annoying that you have to keep denying it verbally for your own sake even though we both know, and the whole world knows that you’re moping over him because you’re you and Teddy’s Teddy and I’m your brother so what’re you gonna do about it?” Plus, he might’ve gone to visit Zach a couple of times because Scorpius was taking it really hard and hadn’t gone to see him once... so one of them had to. “Right then there’s the Aaron... debacle. Aaron 2.0 era. I’m not here for it, no one’s here for it...” he just stared down at James and sighed out, pitying him because he looked kind of pathetic right about now. “No. God, no. If she knew you were dating Aaron because you’re heartbroken over Teddy she’d be flipping her shit and come up here herself, moron.” He hurried to James’ closet and grabbed some clothes for him, tossing them right over James’ head. “Alright there ya go... put those on and let’s go!” and he stepped out, closed the door, and headed downstairs, waiting ever so patiently for James to come down because, see, James will come down.

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☾ * ✶ – JAMES POTTER

James could hear somebody knocking at the door and groaned, still half asleep with no plans of moving himself out of bed. As the knocking finally stopped James managed to pretty much fall back asleep again until suddenly he was being dragged out of bed by his ankle causing a loud yelp to leave his lips. “FUCKING HELL,” he shouted out as he covered his ears with a wince and closed his eyes, the light in his room far too bright. “What the fuck? FUCK OFF.” This wasn’t exactly his most eloquent moment but he had just been rudely woken up and the seeing his brother this early in the morning wasn’t his favourite morning greeting. Finally opening his eyes, he tugged at his blanket to hug it back around himself and glare at Albus. “I wasn’t moping, I was sleeping. And I don’t mope. When did you decide we’re spending the day together?”

There James was—awake and bothered. Perfect! Al expected nothing less, honestly. He smiled proudly, his brother’s anger only making him grin more. He laughed out loud, nearing a cackle, and gave James a shit-eating grin when he turned around. “Rise and shine, sleeping beauty. Oh please. You’re always moping, even when you sleep. And anyway, you’ve been moping. It’s like, ‘wake up: mope for the day until you fall asleep’ and maybe, just maybe your brain just conjures up a dream about a certain hair-color-changing idiot which leaves you, deep down, in a moping stage.” Albus told him with a small smile. “Oh, well, I decided that... what, maybe... 10 minutes ago? When I realized you were still asleep and it was 2 pm? And I just thought—oh wow, ‘James needs some healthy fun in his life or he’ll never get up.’ hence... me waking you up.” He being just as tall as Scorpius patted his older brother’s head. “So, c’mon! Let’s go, get dressed. Literally wasted half the day, c’mon!”

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☾ * ✶ – @jamesxsirius

“God damn! Come on, let’s go! Fuck.” Al shouted, banging his fist against James’ door. See, James was clearly upset about Teddy and when was this not happening honestly? But what kind of brother would he be if he didn’t, like, drag James’ arse out of bed to fuck shit up? A terrible one, that’s what. He sighed furiously and decided to just apparate inside instead, only to see James... in his bed. Face down. Asleep. Al looked up at the ceiling and scratched the back of his head before he nodded. “All right.” He said pulling his sleeves up and standing at the foot of James’ bed. He lifted the covers up so he could expose James’ feet and ankles and smiled before wrapping his hands around his brother’s ankles and pulling with all his might. He stepped backwards and kept pulling, all until James’ body was off the bed and at an angle, his head still at an angle and the rest of him on the floor. “Get up! Let’s go, stop moping. We’re gonna have a great day today.” Al said, and with a finishing touch, took his phone out to get the blowhorn app, placing it right at James’ ear and playing it so a loud HONK sounded through the speakers.