James had laughed when he saw the gossip column that morning, ever since he joined the radio show he had made sure to get every piece of media in the house, just to be caught up with the things said about the Quidditch players. He liked the colorful articles of the Quibbler, and rolled his eyes at Witch Weekly. But today it wasn’t a big Quidditch player that was printed in big bold letters, it was none other than his own, and it had made him laugh like nothing else had done in the last few months.
He grabbed a copy of the magazine, made sure he got some flowers, and decided to pop in for a visit to his now “new romance”. He knocked on the door, hoping that Mary was up for a good laugh and maybe a pint.
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