#auror james

[nyxunderwood]

Daydreaming about writing a post-Hogwarts AU where Sirius and James run away to Paris after graduation. Sirius is at art school, Jams is studying for his Auror entrance exam.

Somewhere along the way the stop denying they’re madly in love.

(Basically what should have happened in SSFO if I wasn’t evil.)

[snarky-magpie]

The third chapter of Constellation Prize is up!

James’ eyes bug out in shock. Is Moody pulling his leg? Why would he insist on wasting his time, exposing him to Regulus, when he doesn’t intend to assign him the case? Ogle-Thorpe is a good bloke, but not the most brilliant investigator. Not stupid, but better at following orders than giving them. There’s a reason why he’s James’ right-hand man, but not a partner. He’s going to botch this up. There’s absolutely no chance James will let him—or anyone else, for that matter—come near any case involving Regulus. “With all due respect, sir, Ogle-Thorpe has been out of commission for three weeks, and there are seven open cases waiting for him, not to mention this is far above his pay grade. Allow me to—” 

Moody raises a hand, and James’ jaw snaps shut mid-sentence. “You’re not taking over the case, Potter, because you’re to act as Mr. Black’s protective detail.” 

“What?!” James and Regulus exclaim in unison.

They exchange an awkward glance and turn away from each other in perfect sync.

[addisonstars]

"im going to miss you"

@jegulus-microfic // day 27: scene // 306 words

Graduation day had come and gone, and just like that, James was leaving to train to be an Auror. If James had a choice, he would have chosen to stay right here, and learn on the Hogwarts grounds. Unfortunately, that was not an option so James had to leave. 

Leaving not only meant leaving most of his friends and family behind, but Regulus, who had another year of Hogwarts to finish. He was worried about Regulus and how he would be over the next year, but James did make a secret promise to come back to him. 

They were currently spending their last few hours together off of campus, at an empty field nearby that they had found unoccupied. Regulus’ head was currently laying in James’ lap and his fingers were brushing through the soft dark, slightly curly strands. 

Looking up at James, Regulus asked, “Do you have to leave?” 

James turned his lips downwards. “I’m afraid so love, but I wish that I didn’t have to.” He leans down and pecks a kiss to Regulus’ forehead. “I did ask to get reassigned, but alas, it was to no avail.” 

Regulus just turned his head away, looking out at the field of grass and flowers they were lying in, “it’s always Jame. I’ll just miss you a lot, that's all.” 

Chuckling, he agreed. “Yeah, me too love, me too.”  He paused for a minute. “Are you coming to see me off tomorrow?” 

“Um, I might yeah.” He looked back at James now. “I just don’t want to make too big of a scene if I’m there,” he sniffed, “I'm afraid I might cry if I do, but I can come for you if that makes you happy.” 

“Yeah, I think it would make me happy, Reggie.” He pressed another kiss to Regulus’ forehead. ‘The happiest ever.” 

im convinced gods strongest warriors are the ones who can handle long distance

[uncertainwallflower]

BETWEEN THE DESIRE AND THE SPASM Chapter 4: Crowskin

James arrived at work in the usual fashion: in a sombre state; ink-black Auror robes obscured by his heavy navy overcoat; and fifteen minutes early, which was, of course, over an hour later than Kingsley Shacklebolt (the Head of the British Auror Office, and James’s direct superior). As James reached his cubicle, Kingsley poked his head out of his office and said in his sonorous voice, “Potter, get in here.” Then the glabrous floating head disappeared behind the wooden door, and James, dropping his coat over the back of his chair, hastened into the office. “Shut the door.”

AO3

[tumbledfreckles]

Part of the Ginuary Big Bang.

Summary: It’s been ten years since Lily left Hogwarts. She’s returned to England to work as a Healer on the “ward of the wacky”, only to find home isn’t as safe as she thought it was. An attack leaves her locked in a ward with her patients, a bunch of Death Eaters and an Auror she hasn’t seen for a long time.

Excerpt: 

James barely had time to process who was standing in front of him. That the woman standing in front of him was in fact the seventeen-year-old girl who’d given him a glimpse of what happiness looked like, only to also show him hours later what absolute misery was. His former friend. His fellow Gryffindor. His Head partner. His one that got away.

All he could think, unfortunately, was fuck .

Chapter Two on AO3