Dashing Groom || January 1981 {Timeline} || Rita & James
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Ideally, James Potter’s ego would make him a much, much more pleasant candidate for interview than his blushing bride. Still, she wasn’t taking any chances, so she made plans to trap him as well if necessary. This was the first major wedding she was covering and she planned to get a damn good article out of at least one of them, if she had to die trying!
Well, maybe not quite that far.
Unfortunately, she didn’t actually know where he liked to spend his time. She’d spent too much effort on Lily and hadn’t had a chance to research James yet, so her best plan for now was simply to knock on his front door. Which she did. Hard. As soon as it opened, she stuck a foot inside and spoke quickly, not pausing for breath or mental punctuation -- fingers crossed he was another sexist man with a hero complex and would refuse to risk hurting her by slamming the door on her foot.
“Mr. Potter, you may remember me, my name is Rita Skeeter, I was a few years above you at Hogwarts and I write for the Daily Prophet now doing human interest pieces and I wanted to interview you about your upcoming wedding, Lily may have mentioned it, may I come in please?”












