#imnotjamespotter

[dorcasamonglykos]

Anonymous said: “ who was the guy your boggart turned into? ” - @imnotjamespotter

Dorcas fell silent as she tugged on the sleeves of her sweater, staring at the floor next to James’s feet. He’d been the first to find her after she’d ran from the classroom after getting rid of the Boggart in the Defence classroom, having found her behind one of the tapestries where there was a hidey-hole. She swallowed, her knees drawn up and her feet leaning against the opposite wall. “That was my dad,” Her voice shakes, like a leaf in the wind, and she sighs softly as James shuffles closer to her, offering her his shoulder. Her Boggart had been her family and friends, strewn across the floor, haphazardly.  

[loyaltyandstubbornness]

Anonymous said: “ how are we playing? classic or bavardian rules? ” - @imnotjamespotter

“Classic,” Ted’s immediate response flung forth without thought. “Bavardian rules come in later. When we’ve had a few, and McGonagall isn’t watching us so closely.”

[loyaltyandstubbornness]

Anonymous said: “ trying to sneak into the forbidden section three times in a row is either the most badass or the most nerdy thing you’ve ever done. ” - @imnotjamespotter

Ted very nearly stuck out his tongue at the other, grinning at him as he slumped down in the library chair. “I take great pride in being a weird nerd, James,” he shrugged, “It’s one of the more interesting things about me.” He glanced across the library to where Pince was. “I mean, how many damn spells can there be on one door?”

[dorcasamonglykos]

Anonymous said: “ don’t look at me like that, i’m just trying to steal your body heat. it’s cold down here, okay? ” - @imnotjamespotter 

Doe shifted her head with a grin, from where it’d fallen on James’s chest. “Shush, J,” she let out a soft laugh through her tiredness as she nudged him with her elbow and the words fell from her lips. “I’m not lookin’ at you like anythin’. I’m just wondering who had the bright idea to throw whatever they threw in the fire...” She let her eyes close as she waited for his response, her hand absentmindedly tapping thrice (for I love you) on Emmeline’s leg as it dangled off the sofa Doe and James were on the floor next to, where she’d fallen asleep with Remus. The others were strewn around the same area, the three sofas covered in people until Doe and James had relegated themselves to the floor. “Should I Accio a blanket?”