#jeverus au

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It's pouring rain and James likes chickflicks

James: *Kissing Severus deeply*

Severus: *pushes him off* What the fuck are you doing!

James: Oh shit, well I was gonna come and push you in the puddle but fuck I guess I got caught up in the scenery.

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The interrogation

Siruis: *yelling* Are you having sex with Snivellus!?

James: I don't know why you hate eachother you and Severus would get along, you don't want me to have sex with him and neither does he.

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Riverside Gryff’s

Phone fanifc be warned no grammar (I made the greaser au + plus any complaints about lily’s writing are based heavily off she was written I just added more on having a sister like petunia to it.)

The ear-piercing sound of glass shattering dulled in comparison to the loud chatter and Music, and that filled the room. But the workers heard it with a heavy sigh as one marked down another tally mark. That's the fifth one; it's only three days into the week. These kids brought in good business but Minerva thinks they’ll run her dry with all the replacements she has to order.

“I’m headed out!” Diana rushed tapping Severus on the shoulder. He only bid her half-assed goodbye before he finished tying up his apron. She was an elderly woman that handled the hard coffee crowd in the morning. By the time Severus clocked in half of the morning/afternoon crowd was beginning to rush out. They were replaced by the younger staff who could handle their own crowd— teenagers.

If there's one thing besides the teenagers, they hated about this place; it was working the floor. Sure the girls loved it and reveled in being next to the many teen sleazeballs that frequented it, but Severus did not. Weasley also downright hated it; the Spinner's End kids had no qualms about throwing him the harshest of nicknames. ‘Fire Crotch’ was a favorite of Severus'.

But Severus hated working the floor whenever any of the jocks down from the riverside visited. Especially when A bunch of spoiled jocks who thought they were thugs came in. Riverside Gryff’s etched across their backs on black leather. All they did was change from their letterman jackets on the way over. They never did anything but bully and abuse lesser people than them. On the other hand, Severus knew true thugs that would stab you in the gut for anything.

"Whatcha thinking in that pretty little head there?"

"All the self-defense moves my mother taught me to ward off men like you." He stated boardely before grabbing at his notepad "What will it be, Potter."

"The in-between Sundae."

"The hell is that? Severus said before reaching under the counter to grab a hold of one of the menus. "We don't have that here."

"Sure you do" James started, a sultry smile gracing his lips as he leant halfway over the counter."Just give me a bottle of whipped cream and spread ya legs-"

"You never know when to shut up, give up and move on," Severus hissed. Briefly eyeing the patron over giving them disapproving looks.

"Of course I don't. I've seen you in my leather jacket."He smirked, leaning closer on the bar." and out of it."

"Excuse me!" Snipped a customer causing Severus to jump-start and remember he's at work, hitting customers is not in the business model.

God, he really hated life sometimes, more so when he took into account that lily was probably the worst friend he's ever picked up. Realistically she roped him into more trouble than his short run with Lucius. She was his best friend but they all were too fucked in their childhoods in too many ways.

They met in church, and he lived on to see her try as hard as possible to shake the notion that she was square. She wanted to rock and sing blues in midnight clubs. Ask Severus, and he'd tell you he had always thought she was jealous of his sister in that way. Petunia, as much as a devil, still managed to garner her family's love while she was sneaking out from the back porch with a cigarette in her pocket and Vernon waiting in a cab a couple of blocks down. At one point she had roped Lily into being her secret keeper.

Lily always folded under pressure and being a square for the rest of her life crisped the edges. So much so that she got involved with the crowds at the riverside. Severus would've never seen it coming with their separate schools and incomes between them. That was until he started shadowing her in town and movie theaters. They went to a dollar movie that day. Abbott and Costello and Severus stood there awkwardly with three other girls who called em'selves goldies. They got into their seats, and it was fine but it seemed like they were making a fuss over nothing and throwing popcorn around. They kept glancing to the side of them and that was when he had noticed a group of three dudes sitting a couple of seats down and to the side.

It got to the point where it was irking Severus just enough for him to take a glance at what exactly put the girls in a frenzy. Got his answer as an equally irked Potter rolled his head up to glance in their direction. He had remembered him of course, preacher's son and an asshole that spent Sunday school telling Severus that since he was a bastard he'd be going to hell. Now he's a thug that keeps staring even as Severus turns his head coming to terms with not getting to watch the movie.

Even when it had finished and Severus retreated to the bathroom to wash his hands an amused James slid past him with a mumbled apology. It got even worse from there when he got his slug from a neighbor who passed and was the designated driver. Finally, it ended with a bonfire on the lake. Lily had gotten ahead of herself in strip poker and Severus was there with his shirt to save her when she went prancing along the lake. The night ended with both of them soaked and a little worse for wear.

Once the hysteria passed and lights in the lodge filled with the teens, Severus had sat on the pier miserable. James plopped beside him and his jacket heavy on his shoulder now that he was shirtless. The whole thing was weird, the atmosphere changing and stretching uncomfortably whenever they were in the same Vicinity together. Didn't stop Severus from leading him back to his car, though. When Lily had found them a few drunken words and curses later Severus had tried his hardest to drag her home. A moment later they were both found in a tree.

Severus is a little irritated to wake up and find the preacher looming over his hospital bed in prayer with his mother. A letterman jacket sitting on the seat beside him.

"How's Lilly darling," Trelawney asked, fumbling with the register.

"She's good, doing much better in the silent towns. Reckons she'll visit for the summer."

"Oh, sweet girl. Shame that DUI, these gangs they got themselves into, gold ladies and whatnot. In my day I would've been dealt with, with! a wooden spoon. "She chattered grabbing a few bills before jampacking the drawer closed." You be careful with these lot, charming boys aren't passaged to paradise." Before making her way back to the table she was servicing.

"Full of shit, that one." He heard a voice mumble near him. "Untouched and a nail-biter." Severus’s hands clenched to hide his nails before glaring at the curly-haired boy.

"Oh come on, I'm not talking about you."

"Then why make observations pertaining to me." Severus seethed, abruptly reopening the register. "Well, it's adorable when you do it-"

"Piss off," He said before going back down the bar.

His night only got worse as 4 more glasses were broken and a fight broke out. A drink knocked over and a wet shirt later with stains on his jeans had him reeling for a day off. And when clean up was said and done Minerva locked up the gates and he saw Arthur off on the bus he waited under his spotlight.

"Your shirt is a little wet there, need a change?"

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Sorry, I've done it again and came up with a whole ass plot. Weird "cult kid" Severus and boy down the street talking for the first time because he stumbled upon severus dancing in the woods during his walk.

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Inspired by queen of the damned Lestat and Marcus jeverus Au not really tho. I dunno if I want to make this an actual thing so I'm posting here for feedback first. Ps grammar may suck. Vampire sev turns james. James is the leader of the relationship tho. May not have smut.

There comes a time in every human's life where the idea of growing old is momentarily unbearable. James knew this true by the time he reached seventeen, and the manor he lived in became a shed. The arces confining. The halls he ran as a child were now closing in and choking him, mocking him.

He had grown older.

Taller, duller, his legs didn't stretch to run anymore, nor did his mouth smile. He walked at a pace fit best to the man who was no more than his father. His youth was stitched to the wall in a glooming tapestry and an aging image that tinted brown.  He would trace the path some nights, crossing off everyone who had died of plague or at war fighting for the king. Fighting for him to take his father's place on the very chair that had killed him. His father was obsessed with it, had become senile by the time he waged his first war. He bared it all, Dragons fever, possessiveness, anger…he beheaded all that spoke any and all of what that crown had done to his brain.

It was quite a modest chair; however, they weren't very high kings, weren't a vast village. Through history, James had learned that they had never had any real power, his tapestry long forgotten as centuries past. Yet, that chair had captivated his father until his eyes bled with gold.

"We will win...For our prince", Sirius had raised his cup higher in the dimly lit hall. "And our King!"

The hall had burst into eager applause and acceptance of the toast. They were headed out to the bay come morrow. An enemy of his fathers was no longer just a pesky itch. James had been told to suit up and ride, for he would become a real man before taking siege of the throne.

When he rides back with the foe's head in his grasp, he will marry the great lady Evans and pry the crown from his father's limp hands. He will lead his village to greatness and conquer all his foes in mind and strength. He would make the Potter name worthy of bowing too, and the world would sing his name.

Remus clapped his hand on the prince's back, "At Least that's the plan, mate.".

"A stupid plan." He muttered, gazing at the leaking wooden cup in his grasp. "I don't want to fight a war so my Father could die with the illusion that he earned his blessings."

"Well, every man wishes to meet the holy savior, my liege. He never ages, he's eternal, beloved by all and the holy grail to human life." Remus counted off on his fingers.

"You are a priest in training, not one of the church," James grumbled, setting aside his cup on the table, soaking in the women's scandalous yelps and the hearty laughter of the men.

"And you Sire, are a king; I take my place alongside you the moment you accept your duty."

James merely clenches his jaw, staring at the table, the feast, his wealth with a hard gaze before he speaks once more, "tomorrow, are you riding?"

"Nay, I cannot pass the fallen through Saint Peters gate." as an afterthought, he added, "James, you are the only man that has found sin within wealth and grace. Do you wish to be of the children behind the church walls?"

"I do not find sin in my wealth, or my grace, my health, nor my betrothed. I am standing here soon to face my second Decade upon this earth within a year's time. Yet I do not seem to live. I'm growing old, all admire me, but it is an admiration of my father's eyes. I want people to bow to me without a crown; I want to be young forever and live through the dark and burn in the sun. I want to be God. I am to be a king. I get what I want but not what I never had."

Remus looked as if he had cast upon a bad omen. The red head gazed frighteningly at him, clutching his cross from where it laid against his chest. He'd bowed his head and spoke softly and surly before he had made his exit. "My king...Be careful of which you speak for the spirits will collect."

The abrupt exit made no pause in the festivities as Sirius, his knight clapped his shoulder and poured his cup into his. His people sang all night and Dawn as the doors opened, and the soldiers began their march.

The rosary gifted upon him by his father's priest burned his skin.  

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Muggle hero(kickass) Au

Severus *sits down next to James*: I got home safe.

James:...Why the fuck would I care?

Severus: Usually when you tell someone too it means you care.

James: What are you on about-

Severus: Potter. Let's spare our breath on useless diversions. I'm not fucking dumb, your mask shows your eyebrows, eyes, & mouth. And you didn't change your voice until after you realized it was me and called me out by name.

James *watches severs get up to leave*: I-...

Severus *pauses*: Oh and only a dumbass like you would call yourself kickass.

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AU

Imagine if fate killed you if you took the wrong path. Except you don't get reborn you just start your life over from where you tricked fate. Like getting pushed back to April 9th when you chose answer A instead of B. When you started a family with someone you weren't supposed to just to die. And you wake up the day you first asked them out except you don't this time. I just think it would be a fun story idea to have a character who repeatedly dies because they keep fucking up.

June 17, 2019

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I want and demand a greaser(not grease) fanfic of Jeverus.

I've started one but it wont be fun reading my own. Plus I got 3 stories I need to work on when I get a laptop anyway.