James Potter

[xxjamespotterxx]

defortescue:

With a mother that owned a little tea shop, Alice was no stranger to caffeine. She used to help her mother during the summer, opening the store early for a waking Paris. There was no better mechanism for staying awake that a breakfast tea, that she had learned quickly. Alice laughed lightly. Any normal person would be speaking a mile a minute, but years of habit had built a tolerance. “I’m surprised I managed to sit still for as long as I have!”

“I’m sure there’s a way to make it exciting… I just haven’t found it quite yet.” She chuckled before folding her hands onto the table. Alice’s own father worked as Director of Security for the french ministry. She always thought of him and his aurors as superheroes. To become one herself, well it’d be a dream. She had the marks to get her foot in the door, the aptitude for justice and bravery. What stood in her way were examinations and frankly, Ancient Runes. “That she can be, I wasn’t intending on becoming Head Girl… but one quick chat in her office and she convinced me to apply.” Minevra McGonagall was one of Alice’s favorite people at Hogwarts. Yes, she was stern, but she had a heart of gold. 

“Don’t think many figure out the mystery of making Ancient Runes exciting, except for a select few.” James chuckled, shrugging it off slightly. It just be one more class he’d have to hunker down and suffer through if he ended up in it. James head tilted to the side when the mention of Head Girl came up. A title that he never thought he’d have or want. Responsibilities exactly wasn’t his forte. 

“Oh, that Minerva McGonagall.” he replied, cheekily. “Torturing us by talking us to achieve our goals and more academically. Truly horrendous, if you think about it. Convincing us we need Ancient Runes in our lives.” James was just kidding and it was apparent by his sarcastic tone and small smile. McGonagall was one of his favorite professors and she was popular with most in Gryffindor. “Why Ancient Runes, if it is soo dull?” 

[thechocolateandthewolf]

Transformation || March 2nd

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thechocolateandthewolf:

Remus smiled seeing James running over, he waved a hand. “Don’t worry, we know about your project with dearest Lily.” he smiled. “I’m sure Peter is on his way, but he’ll have to meet up there.” Remus said looking up at the sky.  Remus stepped forward, but felt his knees go weak and grabbed hold of James’ arm. “Let’s get down there.” he said and started making their way to the whomping willow. When they reached it, Remus waved his wand to touch the knot in the tree to stop it from moving. They dysfunctionally made their way through the tunnel into the shrieking shack.  Remus made his way into the first room, he put his bag down on the floor. Remus pulled his jumper off and dropped it onto his bag when he heard a noise coming from the tunnel and Peter appeared a little out of breath. 

“What?” The question came out faster than expected. He had just found out they were partners not that long ago. How did the boys already know. News apparently traveled fast in the school. “How did-” James was curious how they found out, since it wasn’t from him. Now wasn’t the time. Quick to act, he steady his friend and started to guide them to the Whomping Willow. He didn’t hold on the entire way, but he wasn’t very far in case Remus needed him again.

The three shuffled through the passageway and into the shack. Moments later a panting Peter arrived behind them. A smile and greeting was given to the other boy, but there wasn’t much time to waste. James needed to change into a stag. In seconds his body morphed into a giant stag with great antlers. 

Adjusting always took a few moments. Shifting his weight around, he turned his head in the direction of Remus, weary of his antlers. Enough things had been knocked over since he’d forgotten they were there. A small snort was given t signal he was prepared, to maybe put his friend’s mind at ease a bit more. 

[thechocolateandthewolf]

Transformation || March 2nd

[xxjamespotterxx]

thechocolateandthewolf:

Remus stood at the edge of the forest, the whomping willow wasn’t far away and James said he would meet him there after classes ended. Remus had his usual bag of stuff slung over his shoulder, his clothes hanging loose on his frame as he hadn’t eaten in the past few days feeling sick with the upcoming transformation.  He watched the sky as the sun was falling and time was passing slowly. Remus forced himself to go to class that day, but he had fallen asleep in charms, and the professor conveniently didn’t notice. He heard a noise behind him and he jumped round only to see a shaggy black dog come up to him. “Always the first to transform Padfoot.” Remus said softly as the dog moved to rub his face on his leg and Remus automatically moved to stroke his fur. 

“Just waiting for Prongs, I think he had some extra work to do with Lily.” Remus smiled softly. “I’ll tell you about that later…” He laughed when the dog nudged him with his nose. “And wormtail, I’ve not seen him all day though, I think I scared him a bit last full moon…”

Lately he’d been a bit swamped with schoolwork and quidditch. Days flew by and it felt like yesterday was the last full moon. This paper he had to do with Lily took up a lot of time. She was quite thorough and he found it hard to concentrate whenever she was in the room. On top of that class had run long and now he was running late to meet his friends. 

James did his best to weave through his classmates as casual as could be, not to give away he needed to be somewhere urgently. It worked and he exited the castle, going into a full sprint to get to the edge of the forest as soon as possible. A shaggy black dog and a frail Remus were waiting for him already. Out of breath he through his hands up apologetically for making them wait.

“Sorry. Class ran long and I have this project.” His hands moved while he spoke and tried to explain his tardiness. James felt ashamed since this was a big night and he wanted to be there for Remus. “Is Peter catching up?” He asked, noticing the fourth member of the Marauders was missing. 

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Lily bit her lip to hide her shock at the fact that James’ grades were apparently so good. “I’m sorry for assuming,” she murmured. “I just thought with quidditch and all of your…extracurriculars, it would make it difficult to find the time to really do well with your grades.” Perhaps Lily hadn’t given him enough credit. Perhaps she was wrong about him in more than one way.

Lily gave James a bit of a smirk at his cheeky comment. Truth be told, she could see why people liked him. He was quite cute, after all, as well as charming when he wanted to be. “Well, the Slug Club isn’t meeting until later this evening so…” Lily took a deep breath. “I’m free right now, I suppose.”

 Lily looked up at James with something of a curious look on her face. Remus had told her how McGonagall had probably intentionally paired them together. Did everyone really think that they were somehow destined to be together? What would give them such a ridiculous idea?

“Well, surprise I’m no dummy.” The assumption hurt and just more than his ego. It was a reminder how poorly the redhead thought of him. A factor he had been failing at changing for the last six years. There was a slight wince at the mention of the Slug Club. In his opinion it was a group of over achievers and he imagined the meetings to be rather stuffy. 

“Ah, well I’ll be sure not to make you late for that exciting adventure.” His words were drenched with sarcasm, but the smile showed he meant no harm. Playfully he bumped shoulders together to show he was kidding. “There is a classroom we can use down the hall. Less distractions.” Better for him, if she truly wanted to get some work out of him. “Want me to carry your books?” he offered, arms held out to take them off her hands. 

[xxjamespotterxx]

defortescue:

Alice looked over her shoulder at the familiar face of James Potter. As Head Girl, she often times ran into the marauders. They had a knack for getting in trouble, although she usually would let them off easy. If no harm was done, what were a couple pranks? “Oh it’s quite alright!” Alice brushed back a piece of falling hair, a cheery smile on her lips. “Trust me, I’ve been close to falling asleep a couple times… luckily, caffeine kept me from doing so.” She laughed lightly, before looking back at the papers. To an untrained eye, they seemed like meaningless figures. To Alice… well staring at them for so long, they were starting to resemble ink spills instead of ancient runes.

She pushed the paper over so that he could see what had engrossed her attention so fully. “It’s Ancient Runes… and word of advice- if you ever had to take it, don’t.” The class, majority of the time, was a snooze fest. Nor did the professor try to make it interesting. His voice would drone on and on about symbols, like a  broken record player. Such were the woes of being a seventh year with eyes set on the aurors office. 

James returned her smile with one of his own, before taking a seat. The plan wasn’t to stay long and take up too much of her time. The mention of caffeine brought his attention back to the immense amount teacups on the table. One was picked up and he could see the remnant of tea left behind. Caffeine clearly proved to play a large role in this study session. “If I were to have this much caffine, I’d be bouncing of the walls.” More obnoxious than his usual self too, to some’s dismay. No that he admitted that out loud. 

“Ancient runes.” The class was repeated and it certainly showed in his tone of voice that he already had concerns of the future subject he may be taking. “Uh-great. Now I’m not looking forward to next year. That class is usually recommended because it comes in use for many careers. I can her McGonagall now trying to sell it to me. You know her, she can be pretty persuasive when she wants to be.” 

[xxjamespotterxx]

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Transfiguration had never been a problem for Lily Evans. In fact, she rather enjoyed it. Professor McGonagall was her favorite and the redhead often went to her for mentoring of all sorts. The subject was not the issue. The fact that the paper would be a paired project was. Not to mention the fact that her partner would be none other than - “James Potter? Oh, Professor, please,” Lily begged as she walked alongside Professor McGonagall. Eventually, upon seeing her new partner, Lily pressed her lips together. “James!” She walked up to him, books clutched to her chest. “I’m not sure if you’ve heard or not, but Professor McGonagall has assigned you as my parter for this essay…I’m begging you, please don’t blow this off.” @xxjamespotterxx

Transfiguration came naturally to James. One of the subjects that actually could hold his attention for long periods of time. Not just anyone was could be an Animagus. Well most could if they wanted to go through the headache, but the deed of mastering it still made him feel accomplished. One might brag if he wasn’t so afraid of the consequences of being unregistered. Bag slung over his shoulder, his name in an all too familiar voice caught his attention. 

“Evans.” He greeted in a warm voice, though a frown took over his smile rather quickly when it was assumed he’d blow off the project. “I was not made aware of that yet. Good to know.”  A few small nods followed as he was sure that the girl of his dreams wanted another partner. 

“Surprising fact, Evans. My grades are rather good, which would indicate that I don’t blow off projects.” Wait til the last minute and maybe bug one of the boys to help him study, sure. It was always done on time, in the end. “I’ll do my best not to hurt your perfect grade.” There was a bit of cheekiness to his tone and it was evident he was happy she was stuck with him. “When do you want to work on the paper?”

[xxjamespotterxx]

defortescue:

Who: Anyone | Where: The Library

Alice had been studying in the library for a couple hours now. Cups of tea scattered her table, notes piled onto notes. She’d been pouring through pages of Ancient Runes, much to her chagrin, the material was less than interesting. Had it not been the caffeine, Alice was certain she’d be fast asleep. Being a seventh year meant that final exams were coming soon. They weighed in the back of her mind like a dark cloud. Alice had always been a good student, but there was something about examinations that still made her nervous. It was best to be over-prepared than under. Alice’s fingers traced the black ink on the page, her mind focused in. How curious it was that little symbols could cast disastrously powerful spells?

She’d always wanted to be an auror, just like her father that worked in the French Ministry. And she’d be damned if she didn’t get the position following Hogwarts. The office demanded the highest marks, which Alice had so far procured. The harder she worked, the greater her odds would be at starting an internship with the department. Alice had been so preoccupied she hadn’t noticed the figure lingering over her shoulder. “Oh mon Dieu!” She jumped, a small laugh escaping her lips. “You startled me!” 

Transfiguration was the last class of the day, but there was an hour to kill before then. He was stuck in a study period that was hard to utilize until then. Hunkering down and sticking his nose in a book for hours was boring to James. Easily his eyes glazed over and he’d find himself having to reread the page that he just finished. Frustrated, he pushed his books aside and decided to clear his head with a walk. Maybe then he’d be able to find it in him to focus on the potions paper due in a week. 

Didn’t take long before he came across a table littered with teacups and stacks of notes. Reminded him of a certain redhead. It was Alice at the table however, totally engrossed in her book. Curious what was holding the older girl’s attention he stepped closer to look over her shoulder, in the process spooking her on accident. His hands flew in the air to show he meant no harm. An uneasy smile grew, feeling slightly bad he broke her concentration. 

“S-sorry. I was just trying to figure out what had all your attention.” He said sheepishly, rubbing his face and looking down. “I could never focus this much on studying. I try, but it usually ends up in a nap. What studying up on?” 

[xxjamespotterxx]

thechocolateandthewolf:

“I just…” Remus sighed. He looked over at his friend and could see that he wasn’t going to give in anytime soon. “I’m not saying that you’ve never taken this seriously, I know that and I know all you guys do for me. But can we at least compromise. What if we have you and Padfoot downstairs, in animal form. Wormtail can stay with me, only because he can get away a lot easier than you two.” He said quietly.

“My worry comes easily Prongs. When in my life have I not had to worry. It’s not like I expect people to stay around me for any amount of time… I didn’t expect you three to stay.” He said softly, “If it’s all okay and I don’t try to attack you then it’s fine.” He said and took a deep breath and rubbed the tears from his eyes. “James I’m so tired. I need to sleep. I love you lot for everything you do for me, but take this compromise for me, let’s go back to our dorm.”

“Only Wormtail?” A skittish Peter alone in the room with a werewolf felt more risky to James. He wasn’t sure the other boy would be alright, even if he could get away easier. “You think splitting us up is wise.” It was clear in his tone that he didn’t, but it was a discussion to have with the other boys.

“Let’s just drop it.” The compromise didn’t set well with him and this was hard for Remus to discuss at the moment. It was one of those times that he’d have to pick his battles wisely. “This is a conversation for all of us to be in on, anyhow. We shouldn’t be making decisions without Padfoot and Wormtail. Peter might not be comfortable being alone.” He had to point that out, before gesturing to leave the for the commons. “We should get back to the tower.”  

[xxjamespotterxx]

emsvxnity:

Up until recently, Emma was simply angry about the entire captaincy situation, but a few weeks ago it felt as if someone had flicked a switch. She was more determined than ever to go professional, and prove a point once and for all. On top of the team practices, Emma was undertaking her own training. If she wasn’t in class or asleep she would likely be found out sneaking in her own extra practice when the pitch was free, out for a run or even lying on the floor doing crunches at the foot of her bed.

Unfortunately, with her focus directed entirely on training her schoolwork was rapidly slipping. Having remembered her Transfiguration assignment was due the next day, Emma had found herself an unlocked Charms classroom and set herself up in there for the night. She was taking a break outside in the hallway when she heard footsteps nearby, and as they turned the corner and headed towards her Emma let out a sigh.

“Don’t worry, I am well aware that I am not meant to be here,” she said in a slightly annoyed tone. Of course she was found as soon as stepped outside, she should have known that it was bound to happen.

Uneasy and restless, an escape from the Gryffindor tower was direly needed. Sleep was escaping him. Tossing and turning in his bed, James thought he’d go mad if he continued lying there. Particularly, nothing was on his mind. Well, nothing of great importance. Exploration was a great distraction, especially when deemed inappropriate and had the dangerous factor of ending in detention. 

Rounding the corner, he found a semi familiar face. A quidditch rival of his, not that they were in short stock. Emma Vanity wasn’t one that bothered him too much from the Slytherin team. In retrospect, she was a great player. James would admit that easily. 

“Don’t worry, I’m not a nosy Prefect that cares you’re out after hours.” Playfully he winked to show he meant no harm. James would never snitch. That part was obvious he was sure. “Why you out so late, Vanity?”

[xxjamespotterxx]

thechocolateandthewolf:

Remus ran his hands over his face. “Why can’t you take this seriously? I could kill you, I could tear you apart with my teeth or worse, I could make you a werewolf. I can’t do that to any of you. All I ask is one night alone. You can patrol outside, make sure I don’t escape. But I can’t let you in. You must promise not to come into the shrieking shack tomorrow night.” As Remus said this his hands were shaking.

Remus’ depression had becoming overpowering the last few weeks and he had awoke from nightmares of him tearing his friends apart. He couldn’t let that become a reality. 

James straightened up and stood tall. The disagreement was turning stressful almost instantly. He wished that they could find middle ground, but he wasn’t going to bend. Patrolling outside the shack for the night wouldn’t do. If only he could get Remus to see it that way. Running his fingers through his hair, he let out a frustrated sigh. 

“I do take this seriously, always have. Don’t say otherwise just because I’m disagreeing with you.” James licked his lips. The transformations wasn’t fun and games to him. He knew it took it’s toll on Remus. “I can’t make that promise.” He wasn’t a liar and he didn’t have any intentions of leaving his friend alone 

“You worry too much.” Roles reversed the same concerns would cross his mind. Exactly what his approached would be, even he didn’t know. “In the past you ignored us while we were animals. The moon may make you act differently, but I don’t think you’ll turn on us.”

[xxjamespotterxx]

bellatrixneeblack:

“I know? Are you certain?” She inquired, furrowing her brows and tilting her head as though she was heavily pondering the subject. Then, she smiled, and nodded. “Is it because I don’t like Quidditch? Darling, not everyone is going to agree with you about everything,” She chided with thick sarcasm. “I don’t reckon I’d mind it so much if it were only girls. Boys on brooms are a bit of a turn off, start to think they own the whole bloody world.” 

Bellatrix didn’t blink an eye at his sarcasm, but instead responded with her own, “You don’t have to flatter me, Potter. I’m already here. Now, what sort of Slytherin would I be if I celebrated a Gryffindor win?” Even if her reputation as a serpent were not at risk, her reputation as a Black certainly was if she stepped foot in the opposing house’s common room. “Actually, I wanted to ask about yours. Tell me, how’s Sirius? Does he cry often, or only while he’s trying to sleep?” 

“A Slytherin that has semi good taste, if that exists?” He retorted shortly, pondering the theory for a moment. If only it was as simple as that. James didn’t just loath her because Bellatrix was in a rival house. They didn’t exactly see eye to eye on many of the current issues. “Doubt it does.” No one in particular was he talking to, himself more like it. Good way to try and ignore the irritant that continued walking alongside him. 

“What’s this? Are you actually trying to be a concerned family member? A heart his necessary for that.” Exactly why she was bring up his friends was puzzling. By now she should know that wasn’t away to get under his skin. “He’s been doing great since his new living arrangements, however you don’t care about his well being. Where you going with this? You very well know I’m not going to talk about Sirius with you. Why are you wasting time even trying?”

[xxjamespotterxx]

thechocolateandthewolf:

Remus walked along next to James as they headed towards the common room following a big group of people, when James indicated Remus slow down, he did. But as soon as James started to talk he pushed him into the secret passage behind the tapestry. 

“For Merlin’s sake James I’m not doing it in some kind of pride thing. Dumbledore warned me that the full moon was going to be worse than ever, I think he was telling me it’s not safe for you guys. I can’t hurt you and if Moony is in a frenzy, then I don’t want you guys there. The next full moon, then yes of course, come. But just skip this one for once, please.” Remus begged with his eyes, he knew he looked frail and weak and was for once trying to use it to his advantage.

A nice good push guided James behind a tapestry that had a hidden secret passageway behind it. Groaning dramatically, he stomped his feet a few times. A lecture, or plea to be left alone was coming. He didn’t want to hear it. No matter what, he would be out there to support his friend. Loud annoyed sigh came out. 

“I get it’s not a pride thing, Remus.” There was an edge in his voice, showing his annoyance in the assumption. He felt slightly insulted that was where his friend went. Safety was all that mattered to the other boy. James knew that. 

“Look, we did all of this to be there for you and not just for the easy nights. The risks we get.” In their animagus forms, Remus pretty much ignored them. “It’ll be fine, we always find our way out of trouble. Plus, you never know. Maybe he was hinting you’ll need some help out there.”

[xxjamespotterxx]

lilevcns:

The word rang through the night air once more, and Lily prepared herself to be teased. When James easily agreed, a brow simply arched in surprise. She could feel something settle between them, and she didn’t quite understand what that specifically was. Still, it made her feel more at ease, so she couldn’t complain. At ease around Potter, who would have ever thought?

Lily pondered the question. She had a few things she’s wanted to ask him, if she really thought about it. But a lot of them seemed to be of the past, and was there even a point in asking now? 

Glancing over her shoulder at the pitch behind them, she shrugged her shoulders. “Do you even like quidditch?”

A hand ran through his messy hair while she pondered the question. Felt like a shift in the relationship happened, in the right direction. James took a deep breath. Now wasn’t the time to get ahead of himself and ruin his chance. Following her gaze, he glanced back at the pitch. Was this a trick question? Somehow, this wasn’t where he expected the conversation to go.

“Do I even like quidditch?”  Nervously he started scratching by his ear, not sure if he should answer honestly. “I like flying. Love it actually.” There was a simple shrug, like it wasn’t such a big deal. He didn’t dislike the game, but sometimes it felt like their was a lot riding on him. 

“There is a love hate relationship. My team is great, the game is fun and wiping those smug looks off the Slytherin team is great...” There was a pause. James never admitted that the pressure got to him before and he wasn’t going to now. It was his hard to admit his faults, especially to someone that criticized him so often. “Well, yeah. I really like it.” He finished, veering of the hard topic. “Is that really what was on your mind?”

[xxjamespotterxx]

thechocolateandthewolf:

Remus collected up his things as James spoke, his back ached as he placed them all in his bag. He pulled it onto his shoulder with a groan.  “That’s the thing, I think it might be best to do this one alone.” He said looking around the check if anyone was looking. He stood up and walked with James out of the library. As they walked down the corridor Remus shrugged, “It’s too cold to sit outside at the moment. Do you want to just shove all this in our dorm and hang out in the common room?” Remus asked as they walked towards the moving staircases. 

Where to didn’t really matter as long as he got the break that he wanted. The common room would be fine to relax in for a bit. Hopefully it wouldn’t be crowded with other Gryffindors, though they may be able to meet up with the rest of the marauders. He didn’t dwell on the thought for very long. Remus had said something that was bothering him.

“The common room works.” Potter slowed his pace. Where they were headed they couldn’t quite exactly talk without the chance of prying ears. Their peers loved gossip. Tapping Remus’ shoulder, he motioned to slow down.

“What the bloody hell is this ‘I want to do this one alone’ shite?” Like hell that was going to happen. Did his friend remember who he was talking to? “What the hell Moony. We did this to help. So let us help.”

[xxjamespotterxx]

💜: how long might it take for my muse to say "i love you" for the first time?

The three little words aren’t tossed around lightly. A few months could easily go by before the big “I love you” comes out.

[xxjamespotterxx]

💕: how does my muse express their feelings? do they do through small but meaningful gestures, or through bold declarations?

Depends on the situation. James is sort of a wild card and wouldn’t really stick one or the other. Depends on the girl he is trying to impress. Ignored, his actions would get bolder.

[xxjamespotterxx]

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Directly. James would go after what he wanted. Even going as far as pestering some may say, still trying after rejection. Just ask a certain redhead how persist ant he can be.