#jamespara

[onebadwinter]

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Helmut paused a moment, then gave a nod “This is true. An unfortunate thing for a god.” He said with his somewhat thick German accent, offering a smile “To not be able to get wasted in times like these, I can  Only imagine how horrid if must be.” It had helped him through the current last couple of days, after all. To be a little out of it with haze of being partially drunk. This trip, this taste of freedom. He wanted to savor it. To make sure that for now he got what he had need out of it. If that meant being nearly tipsy the entire time, then so be it.

 “If there was a way for you to get your hands on a drink that is powerful enough to get you drunk without quickly abating. Would you take it?” Helmut had asked the other then. Turning his head, he looked at James, observing the other. As they spoke on the noise he ate from a pepper he had gotten out to snack on “I wish I could sleep. But there is so little time to do all the things that needs to be done. I can sleep when I am back in prison, for the rest of my life. Right?” He offered a smile toward the other “For now, I drink and I partake in that which I will not have again.”

[little--mckinnon]

some nights||marlene, james, and sirius

She had felt it coming on all day. The wind had slowly picked up around dinner time, but by nightfall it was going at full force. Light whistling sounds could be heard as the air found its way through tunnels and around towers. Rain started pounding on windows, spilling down walkways, and making it impossible to talk quietly in the towers. It was too busy to make her move into the Gryffindor tower. She would surely be spotted. Marlene had sat for three hours, unseen, in a corner of the Ravenclaw tower. Usually, she could ignore the fact that she and James weren't in the same house, but nights like this made it so hard.

When she was confident that most of the students would have gone to bed, long after the clock had struck two, she finally exited out of the Ravenclaw tower. It was a long, cold walk over to the Gryffindor tower, holding in internal shrieks each time the thunder laughed at her. When she finally made it over, she had the fat lady to deal with. "Babbling banshees," Marlene grumbled hastily, bouncing on the balls of her feet. "Are you even a Gryffindor?" The Fat Lady moaned, unhappy being awoken. "I know the password, don't I?" Marlene snapped back, looking anxious and unhappy. Not wanting to lose any more sleep over it, the Fat Lady swung aside and allowed Marlene entrance. As quickly and as quietly as she could, Marlene raced across the cold floor and up the stairs into the male dormitories. She had done this so many times before that her feet knew the path without even having to stop and think about it. The door creaked as she pushed it open, and she struggled not to verbally curse it. The only light was the soft glow coming from behind her and the occasional surprise lightening. It was too dark to see the boys, but she knew James's bed's location. "Specks?" She whispered into the darkness, hoping he would respond before the thunder did. 

[thebookishwerewolf]

The Lake || Moony and Prongs

Remus was walking down to the edge of the lake, his robes flapping about in the wind. He was supposed to be meeting James there. He was actually quite excited about it; it had been a while since he'd hung out with his fellow Marauder. The OWLs and other obligations had kept them apart, which was unfortunate. Remus valued and appreciated his best friends very much, and didn't want to lose them because he didn't have as much time as he once did. I need to make more time for them, he decided as he walked.

When he reached the shore, he saw that James hadn't arrived yet. Not all that unusual, as James usually took his time. Remus was used to it. While he waited, he brushed off a rock and sat down, watching the waves. As he did so, he remembered Sybill's warning. He thought about doing something about it, but decided that if anything were to happen, they were wizards and could cope. He continued to watch the flow of the waves, his head on his hands and his elbows on his knees.

[emmelinefancyvance-blog]

The Unicorn || Emmeline and James

Emmeline had finished her lessons for the day and headed towards the quidditch pitch. She had her things in her bag to have a nice and friendly match with her friend James Potter. Well he wasn't just a friend to her but she was to him. She'd had a bit of a crush on James ever since first year when she started hanging around with him and Sirius. He was funny, adventurous  kinda, well to her anyways.  Of course nothing would ever happen between them because he was hopelessly in love with Lily Evans. Em could understand that because Lily was amazing, funny, smart, beautiful, everything any guy would want, there was no comparison.

No matter what she wasn't going to let her silly little crush ruin the friendship she had with James or Lily. She valued their friendships far too much; plus part of her though they'd be cute together, if they could just get along anyways.  She got the the bleachers near the bottom of the pitch and put her broom down to get some padding on. she was just about to when something came out onto the pitch from behind the bushes. 

A unicorn? She thought as she eyes widened.

Just as she was about to walk over to it it ran away, something had spooked it. She turned around to see what it was but it wasn't a what, it was a who; it was James.

"Oi! Potter! You scared away the unicorn!"

[jjfawley]

Could You Excuse Yourself? / James & Regulus

Walking out to the pitch with broom in hand, Regulus glanced to the sky. Not a cloud in the damn thing and he was thankful for at least that fact. He'd then looked behind him and in front. Nobody. It was a bit unnerving. Was he missing something that everyone else had a memo to? He'd not talked to Sirius all morning, since he saw him for a moment at breakfast. Regulus had managed a small wave, but noticed one of his friends pull him along. So much for that, but it didn't matter to him. They were different. They were from different houses and different worlds. And that different world came into view when he saw the red and gold up between the circular goals of the field. Regulus scanned the sky to see if there was more than one body.. no, just the one. But he couldn't tell who .. just that it was Gryffindor. Maybe coming out to the pitch wasn't all that great of an idea. But Regulus wanted to practice for the next  match and this was one of his only free times. 

Mounting his broom with a single swing of his leg, Regulus let himself hover. But obviously made sure to look out for any bludgers, if there were any. He wasn't always sure, but he'd already been hit by one in the head... and didn't want another. Sometimes Regulus oddly wondered if that one had knocked him crazy. 

"OI, GET OFF THE PITCH." Regulus shouted suddenly after noticing who it was. Potter. No big deal, he could handle this. "Your turn is over, Potter!" Every time Regulus laid eyes on James Potter, a ripple of jealousy ran over him and climbed up his spine, bone by bone. James Potter was the only person Sirius would sell everyone else out for. And it hurt. It hurt because James was the brother he could never be. So in turn, Regulus turned his sadness and jealousy into anger. It was the only way he knew how... the only way he knew how to cope. If he hated James, then he could get over it. But in truth, he didn't hate James at all. He admired him and that in itself disgusted the younger Black. Regulus never admired anyone.