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Apothecary // June 30, 1979
Realizing he had been spotted in a place closely tied to potions, with his fingers clenched on two jars filled with bat spleens, respectively knotgrass, James decided to play it cool and explain, just to save his reputation. "I'm not interested in potions. Merlin forbid that, ha! They're for-they're for Lily. Naturally. I hold no interest in, uh, ugly grass and purple jelly. Pinky promise."
Diagon Alley || June 21, 1979 [Open]
Lily knew that it was getting extremely late, but she needed to stop and get a few things. She knew that she shouldn’t be out after dark, but she had it under control. After leaving the shoppe, she made her way out into the darkened street, when she heard someone behind her. ”Is there someone there?”
James was positive he just saw a flash of Lily walking down the alley as he was waiting for Frank Longbottom to show up in the crowded inn, to pick up a packet for the Order, so he systematically pulled it back into his robe as he was swiftly moving towards the exit, taking off without even considering the job he was there to bring to an end to begin with. Running in the direction where he reckoned Lily was going, he didn't have time to catch his breath - let alone worry he had got the wrong ginger and he was chasing after some lost Weasley (but that was impossible; he knew that shade of red too well to mistake it for scarlet-Weasley). As soon as her voice echoed through the street, he sighed in relief, no longer running. Although breathing loudly from the effort, he didn't struggle to put his cheeky tone of voice into use. "Oh, yeah, the big bad wolf."
…I don’t think I even want to imagine what a class run by you and Sirius would be like. Are you sure your students would survive?
[frowns as a smile creeps onto his face] Uhhh... what's more important is that they would have the time of their lives and actually enjoy school. And that our policy against homework will bring them to worship us.
The Leaky Cauldron || Open
I reek of booze, charming Potter. How are you?
That sounds lovely and I wouldn't have expected less from you. Spectacular. Still reluctant in taking a seat? If you accompany me after all, I'll maybe go into details with that 'spectacular'.
gryffindor boys;
they’re the rebels without a cause, the hot-headed teens with too much steam and nowhere to go, the lost souls just looking for their next fight or fuck for the sheer thrill of it.
they stuff themselves chock full with weighty words of revolution, eat at the flames and punch their enemies until their knuckles are red and bleeding; all in a desperate bid to not feel quite so empty inside.
modern marauder aesthetics: james potter
The Leaky Cauldron || Open
I’m on the job. I’m not supposed to… [sighs and pulls up a seat] Five minutes. How are you and Red?
The customer wants company. Isn't all about what the customer wants? [wags eyebrows suggestively, tapping the seat next to his] Still kicking. She has some OP stuff to work on at home and I am stalking shady wizards. A blast, innit? But how are you, dearest McKinnon?
Say You'll Remember Me || AU
That’s rough. I’m missing bits here and there, but nothing like this. Still remembered to speak and write and whatnot?
Precisely I do believe only the affective memory was hit by the hex. Or was it the only one that stuck around? I don't really... uh - funny - remember that detail.
The Leaky Cauldron || Open
Hooker-only. [rolls her eyes] Just sick of reading the Prophet. That family disappeared and it says nothing about it - like they never existed.
You can't really rely on Rita Skeeter and the crew to actually publish something worth reading. And if they mentioned every family that literally vanished, they'd have to sell books, not twenty pages long papers. Sit?
What are the chances you can be bullied into looking for me and then reporting back?
You would sooner get Salazar Slytherin himself to do it. But I do pray for you that he is there.
Yes. Moonbeam. Moony. Whatever you call him when you’re taking a break from staring at yourself in the mirror. [grins] You do realize how annoyed I’ll be if I walk all the way outside and he isn’t there, yes? I know you four have some weird mental connection.
Sometimes I call him even when I'm gazing at my reflection, so I don't see your point. [smiles broadly] Even if I did realize what a big monster you turn into when you're angry, do you seriously think I would worry about it? My psychic powers don't work on demand, sorry. The best I can do is take a guess.
I Gotta Get Back To Hogwarts | Alumni Weekend | Open
That would make me feel so proud. A squirrel? Really? A squirrel? And Squirky? I guess I’ll take it, if it means I’m an honorary Marauder. Lead the way to Filch’s cupboard!
You give me squirrel vibes, and I'm never wrong, so don't doubt my decision. We'll have to throw the initiation ceremony later - just remind me about it after we boom that cupboard.
Alumni Weekend '79
[puts a hand to his heart] Prongs, mate. I would be honored. I almost want her to assign us lines, just for old times sake.
[sighs dramatically as he throws an arm over Sirius's shoulder nonchalantly] I don't know how she is holding on without us around, so this should be the best day of her year so far.
The Leaky Cauldron || Open
No. I don’t want to hear what you read about in the Daily Prophet. Just give me your damn order.
My order is that you take a break and join me at the table. Can I pay to have lunch with you or is that a hooker-only feature? And what's with the long face?
Charming as ever. [smiles at him, and it’s actually genuine] Have you seen Remus around? I’m looking for him.
The one and only, at your service. [executes a mock bow but smiles as well] Remus? [pretends not to have understood the name] Uh... oh, you mean Moony? Yeah, he must be weeping by the Whomping Willow - he loved that plant, or at least grew attached to it. Or... [spots Remus at a fair distance, talking to some old classmate] Nah, he must be near the Willow.
I Gotta Get Back To Hogwarts | Alumni Weekend | Open
I would be honored to accompany you as you go marauding. It would be a dream come true.
I figured you always secretly wanted to be assigned an animal - I'm thinking squirrel, what do you say? - and get matching friendship bracelets with the four of us. Well, welcome abroad then, Squirky, let's find Filch's cleaning fortune.
Alumni Weekend '79
I think we should get there while she’s teaching a class so that she comes back to us sitting in her chair like we own the joint. She never let me sit on the other side of that desk, Minnie. Let her walk in to us tell her she has detention. She’d love it, hands down.
Hell no, mate. I know nothing's sacred to us, but that one chair is literally the closest thing to Merlin - apart from my hair - we'll ever encounter with. On the other side, we can take our old seats on the couch and wait for her to get in the office, as if she was about to scold us. In case you wanna strike for something to make her weep. Of melancholy.
