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[dogstxrsirius]

Location: Prewett Estate Date: June 23, 1984 With: @pspettigrew

Sirius had heard James’ side of the story the night before, and that’d been enough for him to make up his mind. Peter was being a fucking asshole, and, as seemed to be the new normal, thought he knew better than James when it came to a lot of things. It was all going to his head, his newfound leadership role in the Order, Sirius thought, and he needed to knock his old friend down a few pegs. At the very least, he felt the need to stand up for James, to make sure Peter knew that, no matter who he thought he was now, James would always be his number one. Nothing could ever change that.

He knew the York team was meeting to discuss plans, and part of Sirius hoped that Peter had said something - anything - else to James, just to give him more ammunition. But he would hear about the meeting later, he was sure, and so he only had the fight to work with, and the months of pent-up, increasing frustration with his friend to pull from. But, that was enough for Sirius, who was already waiting by the time Peter arrived back at the Estate.

Sirius offered a tight, humorless smile as he turned to greet Peter with a loud, too friendly, “Wormtail, my friend!” He crossed the room, slowly, arms spread to pull Peter into a quick, too tight hug. “We should talk, yeah?” Stepping back, Sirius huffed, and nodded towards the little seating area off of the main room. “Got a minute? Of course you do. C’mon, let’s have a chat.”

[gwenlockedout]

♫ for all three?

Peter: He was just an employee and then a fellow Order member originally, and Gwen can't even pinpoint where that changed. She's become fiercely protective of him in the years since and thinks it's a tragedy that Peter so rarely gets to win. He's been winning lately, though, and Gwen dares anyone to try and stop him. The situation is so precarious. She'd hate to see him fall.

Fletch: Gwen doesn't fully understand Fletch, but the parts of him she does look all too familiar: survival instincts and a desire to thrive despite it all. She respects the hell out of him for it, even if she won't tell him that.

Glenda: She's a pretty, perfect little thing, isn't she? Everything about Glenda looks like a happy life, but Gwen wonders what all lurks below that surface. She seems to understand the system perfectly, even as she bucks it from within, a system Gwen is envious of her ability to navigate.

[perniciouspotter]

Date: June 24th, 1984, immediately after the chill Location: York, UK self para/summary feat. @silenceisoverrated , @pspettigrew , @ofemmevance& @helloxhestia

The first thing James thought about when he saw the dementors was, perhaps ironically, Peter. Peter, who he was still cross with; Peter, who was still his friend. And Peter... who could not produce a patronus. 

The second thing James thought about before sprinting off to find said friend was headquarters. The dementors were still far enough away that he had time before his own patronus would have to reach them. There weren’t a ton of Muggles out and about - but the ones that were roaming the streets were cowering, hiding, confusion etched across their features. The dementors weren’t stopping (yet), just gliding past them towards the Order members as though they were the targets.

He didn’t think much about the fact that he was leaving Amelia alone as he ran off, his wand already outstretched from having it out in the brush of the trees. He hadn’t produced a patronus since he got back - and he’d never had to do one in front of a dementor before - but he was fucking determined. 

The normal memories didn’t come. It wasn’t Sirius, Remus, Peter, Lily, and Dorcas in the common room that came to him. It wasn’t gallivanting around Hogwarts with his mates he remembered. Instead, he pictured Emmeline. In his vision, she wasn’t clean or healthy - she had her eyes screwed shut to ward off thoughts of whatever the Death Eaters had put in her head that day. There were bars between him, but he was talking to her. And maybe this would seem a deary memory to draw upon - the opposite of what was needed - but then Emmeline came back to him in his vision.

She smiled and - 

A FLASH OF SILVER.

Only... 

James was confused. From his wand wasn’t the familiar stag. It was something much, much larger that spouted from the tip of the wood, but just as bright. The Muggles would see it - or maybe they wouldn’t? James didn’t know about Muggles and patronuses, nor did he think anyone had studied it much. But James couldn’t help anything now as the new patronus raced away to deliver the message to Jones. It did not gallop about - it did not look majestically of the forest. Instead, it was huge and ferocious and terrifying. It shot silver flames from it’s mouth as it went towards the sky to headquarters.

A fucking dragon.

[gwenlockedout]

Bewitching Botanicals

@pspettigrew @asphodelroot

When Gwen opened her apothecary, her goal was to do things entirely on her own. That worked well enough until her squib heritage was found out. Suddenly Gwen had a shop many wix refused to shop in, and the ones that would no longer trusted her opinion on whether their lace fly wings were better dried or fresh. 

Not knowing what else to do, Gwen advertised for an assistant, someone who could keep shop and being a more trusting face for customers. She found a fresh-faced graduate looking for a job, and while Gwen was apprehensive about how she was going to pay him, she hired him. Peter turned out to a hard worker, and when Gwen eventually found her way to the Order, she honestly wasn’t surprised to find him already there. He was reliable at work and in the organization, and Gwen was happy to adjust his time at work accordingly when he needed it for Order assignments. Although she hasn’t told him, she’s appreciated watching him rise, even if it means he has less time for his actual work.

It was around this time Gwen got to know Lily and realized how much aptitude for potions the witch had. Although Gwen doesn’t officially employ her in the sense that the Ministry doesn’t see her on a list of employees, she’s been happy to offer the other money in exchange for late night potions works. If she also occasionally gives her a place to crash upstairs, that’s between friends, not something she intends to make Lily pay her back for.