“just goes to show you have horrible taste. you’re lucky i keep you around.” /not that previous years spent dating victoire didn’t already prove that but whatever whatever. /still grinning though. sigh. guess what teddy james will love you no matter what even if you are a cheesy old man who can’t appreciate babin quidditch bodies. “really?” /italian u say. “well, i think the table’s somewhere in the bedroom, caught behind the mattress, so i hope you’re ready to experience the wonders of eating off the floor.” /err. not exactly o…ff the floor, but. u get me. /they are the best unpackers.Â
me? terrible taste? /laughs. need i mention the quidditch posters again? and that awful sweater you keep wearing? /i don’t have a sweater in mind but matt models some interesting clothes to say the least so trololo. /he can!!! he just…doesn’t need them all over his apartment sob. wonders? so you’ve experienced it before? worse comes to worst, we can always use an empty box as a makeshift table. /problem solving skillz of an auror. /truly they are. ready to go? i heard your stomach grumbling at least a solid hour ago. /not to mention teddy’s p. hungry too but w/e adorable worrying over james.
/omg theodore plaes. "alright, alright. on second thought, feel free to go back to that arse kissing business. decidedly, i prefer that." /glances down at his sweater when he thinks teddy isn't looking, nose wrinkling. is it really that bad. :c is it. /ok, yeah, it probably is. sighing @ ur fashion choices james. smooths his hands over the front over it, once, before pushing the sleeves up to his elbows. "oh, yeah. loads of times. i'm all kinds of worldy and experienced like that. charmed yet?" /grins, wiping his hands on his jeans to get rid of excess dust. "ready whenever you are."
and also can i just s ay that i am super excited to have more potter-weasleys on board because wow i love potter-weasleys 4 for you my friend
probably a bit too well lmao consideringÂ
harry and ron!!!!!!!!! broest of all the bros!!! probably like forced their kids to be bffs or sthÂ
lbr they were the ~branch of the weasley family~ that the potters saw the most ofÂ
so uhhh product of that -- i think james would like hugo well enough?? i don't think they'd be ~super close~ definitely not in the same like ballpark as him and al (i always saw james and rose closer?? hmmm) but they should probably at least be on decent terms ok they can be like ~cousin-ly friends~ who don't necessarily hang out on the regular but have a cool mutual respect kinda thing goin on u feel me Â
(maybe more so now than when they were in school tho especially if hugo was part of f&g/the slytherin kids/whatever u guys are calling their group these days lmao. james and albus def went their separate ways in school and just hung out with their respective friend groups -- which you know just happened to be on polar opposites of the social spectrum!! safe 2 say they didn't interact too much outside of james "playfully" messing with albus every couple of weeks or so)Â
ALSO UM I DON'T KNOW HOW FOND OF QUIDDITCH YOUR HUGO IS, BUT??? there has been bonding in the past with hugo/james/quidditch so i guess i'll leave the option open Â
/hums contentedly. “my arse is pretty great, isn’t it?” /(because wow yeah of course he’d acknowledge that first wow wow). /grins, resuming his digging through the box of decidedly useless shit still sitting on the couch (creating a rather unfortunate dust frame around it’s shape). “it’s not paraphernalia, it’s art. list one bad thing about having a framed poster of a mostly naked victor krum hanging around the flat? trick question, teddy, because there isn’t one.”Â
/looks at it, shrugs a bit. it’s alright. not as great as mine, of course, but it’ll do. /kekeke wow no teddy that wasn’t clever stop. right, right. /rolls eyes but affectionately. tell that to my back when it stops aching. and well, as long as i don’t have to wake up to it in the mornings. or have it in eyesight while i’m eating. speaking of eating, though…i’d say we warranted a break, wouldn’t you? are you hungry? i saw a little italian place just a block away. /AND SO IT BEGINS.
"just goes to show you have horrible taste. you're lucky i keep you around." /not that previous years spent dating victoire didn't already prove that but whatever whatever. /still grinning though. sigh. guess what teddy james will love you no matter what even if you are a cheesy old man who can't appreciate babin quidditch bodies. "really?" /italian u say. "well, i think the table's somewhere in the bedroom, caught behind the mattress, so i hope you're ready to experience the wonders of eating off the floor." /err. not exactly o...ff the floor, but. u get me. /they are the best unpackers.Â
/probably melting to slush inside rn lbr god teddy this is not a romcom pop off!!!!!!! lowers his head for a quick second before playfully knocking teddy’s hand away/reaching up to kiss him on his own cheek. probably grinning really stupidly and stuff. “yeah, yeah. save the arse-kissing for the bedroom, lupin, we’ve still got 12 boxes to unpack.” /walks over to the nearest one, resting on top of the couch. digs through it for a minute, managing to pull out a string of ridiculously tangled christmas lights. /gr8. /pauses for a minute, pulling at the mess for a couple minutes in silence before frowning. “okay,”  /glances over his shoulder/back at teddy. “suggestion two: we close the windows, lock the door, use magic for the rest and call it a day? eh?” /the part about erasing muggle memories should they happ~en~ to stumble upon their illegal use of magic is probably implied ok. teddy is an auror it’s fine it’s cool.
/too bad teddy’s life is always a romcom so. kekeke GRINS BECAUSE HE KNOWS HE’S WONNNN. kind of. only because it’s your arse, potter. and we wouldn’t have to unpack so many boxes if you didn’t have to bring along all of your paraphernalia. how many boxes were dedicated solely to your quidditch posters, again? /he kids, he kids. /glances amusedly at james’ attempts to untangle the christmas lights. …well. only if you manage to find the curtains first. i really don’t feel like erasing a whole block of memories early tomorrow morning. /spoiler alert: teddy lupin is a lazy arse
/hums contentedly. "my arse is pretty great, isn't it?" /(because wow yeah of course he'd acknowledge that first wow wow). /grins, resuming his digging through the box of decidedly useless shit still sitting on the couch (creating a rather unfortunate dust frame around it's shape). "it's not paraphernalia, it's art. list one bad thing about having a framed poster of a mostly naked victor krum hanging around the flat? trick question, teddy, because there isn't one."Â
“you know, we could quit now. right now, and i’d be totally satisfied. and if anyone said anything, we could just roll them up in your gran’s old throw-blanket and toss them out our new window.” /sigh the place is probaby a mess of boxes and rolled up rugs and other ridiculous rubbish that james insisted on taking over from his old apartment but shhh?? anyone meaning any member of the extended family btw. “can’t use magic around muggles, my arse.” /muttered. loudly though so teddy can hear him!!! probably huffing like a princess. dust keeps flying up all over the place. “this is dumb.”
/laughs, puts down the box he was carrying, and wipes a bed of sweat from his forehead with the back of his arm. knowing you, once we quit, it’s never going to get done. and i don’t know about you, but i’m not really keen on living in a mountain of cardboard boxes. /just smiles like he finds james’ kvetching so adorable because lbr he probably does. /hooks his finger behind james’ ear and rubs a thumb over his cheek wow just stop teddy you’re giving me a cavity. just for a bit longer, okay? you’re doing great. really moving those boxes with unparalleled…movement. /grins i can’t even.
/probably melting to slush inside rn lbr god teddy this is not a romcom pop off!!!!!!! lowers his head for a quick second before playfully knocking teddy's hand away/reaching up to kiss him on his own cheek. probably grinning really stupidly and stuff. "yeah, yeah. save the arse-kissing for the bedroom, lupin, we've still got 12 boxes to unpack." /walks over to the nearest one, resting on top of the couch. digs through it for a minute, managing to pull out a string of ridiculously tangled christmas lights. /gr8. /pauses for a minute, pulling at the mess for a couple minutes in silence before frowning. "okay,"  /glances over his shoulder/back at teddy. "suggestion two: we close the windows, lock the door, use magic for the rest and call it a day? eh?" /the part about erasing muggle memories should they happ~en~ to stumble upon their illegal use of magic is probably implied ok. teddy is an auror it's fine it's cool.
msg: i'm a bit insulted that talk of your stodgy boyfriend reminds you to ask about my love lifeÂ
msg: but i am, actually. surprise and all that. i was planning on saving the announcement until i could tell everyone all together but i guess if al knows then you should too?
msg: i don’t know why i bother. well you won’t be having the opportunity to say it any time soon, because you are wrong and they are not lousy gits.Â
msg: sigh idk sometimes i think you’re both as bad as each other. but you’re right. i guess.
msg: still if i have it my way neither of you will be doing anything!!!Â
"you know, we could quit now. right now, and i'd be totally satisfied. and if anyone said anything, we could just roll them up in your gran's old throw-blanket and toss them out our new window." /sigh the place is probaby a mess of boxes and rolled up rugs and other ridiculous rubbish that james insisted on taking over from his old apartment but shhh?? anyone meaning any member of the extended family btw. "can't use magic around muggles, my arse." /muttered. loudly though so teddy can hear him!!! probably huffing like a princess. dust keeps flying up all over the place. "this is dumb."
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