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[chasingxprongs]

@proudtodefy wanted some modified DE James 

The Order Meeting was a boring one, a pointless one. It seemed, anytime the conversation was about to get interesting, Alice Longbottom would interrupt with something inane. Something they already fucking knew, information James could do absolutely nothing with. He swore, he caught her glancing at him every so often, swore he felt her eyes drift to his arm that was firmly covered by his shirt sleeves. He was sure he’d felt her keen eyes on him as he’d winced when the Mudblood had piped up, as though she had any say in the world. As if she had any right to be discussing the magical community in any capacity.

She shouldn’t even be alive.

“Are we done here?” He asked suddenly, the mark on his arm burning slightly. He could sense he’d need to leave soon, need to go back and report on what had been discussed. “We don’t seem to have anything important we’re discussing, unless Longbottom wants to go through the dangers of cauldrons not being the correct thickness again?”

He could feel the looks on him, couldn’t help thinking maybe he was saying something wrong. But how could he be? He’d been doing this his whole life hadn’t he? He’d always been playing a role, fighting for the correct cause stealthily. Then why did he feel as though those eyes on him weren’t gonna quit? Why did he feel that everything he said was somehow not what they expected to come out of his mouth?

Somewhere, in the back of his mind. He knew he wasn’t smiling as much as he should, he knew he wasn’t making jokes, wasn’t acting right. But that thought was buried amongst others, amongst many planted memories of what he thought his life had been. The problem with Voldemort fucking with your memories, was that when creating a false life, Voldemort didn’t understand the human element. Love or friendship. He didn’t know how to keep a personality intact when changing someone’s ideals.

“Longbottom, did you have something you wanted to talk to me about?” He asked bluntly as the meeting dispersed, figuring he’d tackle that head on. “Or d’you just fancy me so much you can’t stop staring?”

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“Mum?” 

[thatmudblood]

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“How do you think it is going to be?” she said, absentmindedly stroking her - for now - flat belly, “Are you... are you scared?”

She stared through the window of the Order’s quarters, and a passing thought made her smile.

“They’ll probably have close birthdays! I hope they become good friends” Lily whispered, trying to hide the trembling of her voice, “How’s Frank taking it? James is freaking out-- but I can’t blame him. With everything that’s going on...”

Tears theatened to escape her eyes, yet she did every effort to keep them in place. It didn’t seem right-- Alice was in the same position as her and Lily thought that, perhaps, she was feeling the same fear she was.

[thefvriousx]

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Baz looked bored. He always looked bored. He didn’t want to be here, talking with an auror about a potential career. This was what his father wanted and, well, didn’t father always know best?

He simply stared at her as she spoke to him. She probably didn’t want to do this, either -- pitch a profession at a spoiled rich kid who obviously had no desire to be there.

“Is there anything fun about this job? Or is it all bad hair days and paperwork?”

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“Wait... you’re... Alice longbottom! You’re a hero!” The other would say with awe in his eyes. His father wasn’t considered a hero, not by a long shot... well to the rest of the world either way.

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Alexei’s face dropped slightly and he grumbled softly, scrubbing his hands over his beard before leaning across his desk and looking at her as if thoroughly confused. “What part of stay out of it, Alice, do not go poking into things that don’t concern you Alice. Did you not understand?” He asked, shaking his head and leaning back in his seat now as he pressed his palms to his face. “And what happened, hm? Because you look absolutely horrible.”

[aconstantvigilance]

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The dark Lord had fallen but their job was far from over. His most loyal supporters were determined to go down swinging and extracting revenge on those that had opposed Voldemort. He was too late...or so he thought finding the group of deatheaters torturing poor Alice and Frank Longbottom while their child wailed upstairs in his crib. The fight took time but the culprits were apprehended and would rot in Azkaban. That’s all that drove him now, he wanted to be at the trial, to watch them being thrown in the foulest place on Earth...to the mercy of the Dementors.

He wouldn’t have been here at all if he wasn’t so constantly suspicious. Their son’s rattle, a christening gift slash concealed sneakoscope started wheezing it’s alarm that triggered an adjecent alarm in Alastor’s home.

“Alice...”

“Alice wake up. Alice” he took her in his arms trying to get her to regain consciousness as the healers were called. He couldn’t help her...or Frank. Only hope that he wasn’t too late. They would be at the hands of St Mungo’s now.

“I can’t help you--” he spoke to the woman doubting that she could even hear him but perhaps he needed to assure her. “There’s nothing I can do for you..I am so so sorry I was so late. I...I am going to take Neville. To his nan’s. I’ll make sure they’re safe until you can hold him in your arms again”.

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HAGRID CAN BE HEARD MUTTERING under his breath. A tone to his voice, half-mild annoyance, half curiosity. Come on then, you. Where have you scuttled off to now? He doesn’t look up from the ground he is searching until he hears somebody behind him.  ❝ Alrigh’ —  What migh’ you be up to? ❞ ( One could ask him the same...)

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