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amosxdiggorys:

Well, you never know.  Some people are idiots.

“Yeah, it definitely seems like it. Quidditch players through the best parties.”

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andy-tonks:

“James!” Andy said, pleased. She hadn’t seen her cousin’s friend in quite a while, and she was rather fond of him, considering he and his family had done so much for Sirius while their own had been far too callous. “Oh, hush, you look fine. Perhaps the rest are just overdressed.”

“Andy.” He looked at her, gesturing at his suit. “Compared to everyone else, I look like I’m dressed in garbage.”

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gryffindorsmckinnon:

“What gave it away?” She grinned, before shaking her head at him. “Surprise me. An’ i’m not catchin’ you up on anything until you tell me what i’ve missed with the sweet, ol’ Potters.”

“You’re not so sneaky, McKinnon. I can see right through you.” He started mixing her a drink, not even looking at it as he poured out measures of liquor. “Fleamont and Euphemia are happy, though lonely. They miss seeing you, surprisingly enough. Must have forgotten how ugly you are.”

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margotabbott:

“I might be a little overdressed,” she said to him, “but it’s important to make an impression. There might be a few beliefs of pureblood society that she went against, but that certainly wasn’t one of them. 

“Come on, Margot, compared to these guys, I look like I’m wearing a bloody potato sack.”

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fleurdelisxevans:

“That’s just because you’re hopeless at tying it the right way,” she said as she intently fiddled with the knot on his tie as if it were personally offending her by being off kilter.  “I, however, have patience, talent, and magic on my side.”

“I’m not hopeless. I just have more important things on my mind than how to tie a tie. Come on, I didn’t think I’d be tying ties all the time after we left Hogwarts.” He groaned, tilting his head back. “Come on, just leave it.”

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remusnotromulus:

James! [ he is about to launch himself into his friend’s arms when he sees the cat in his arms and thinks better of it, settling instead for just pressing his face against james’ shoulder and holding onto james’ jacket almost as hard as the cat ] 

A heavy sigh left his lips, and he wrapped his arm around Remus’ shoulders. “It’s all right,” he said, though he didn’t feel that way. Still, he felt the need to be the strong one, the anchor, the glue holding everything together. “It’s all right.”

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indogyearsimdeadsirius:

“You’re alive.” 

Those are the first words out of his mouth. Because what were the chances that the home of a muggleborn and pureblood, a couple, was going to be left unharmed? None, there were none. 

He took a slightly shaking breath, and wrapped his arms around both man and kitten. 

“Where’s Lily? Is the whole place - are mum and dad - “ He couldn’t seem to finish any of his sentences. He closed his fingers around James’ wrist. 

“Yeah, I am.”

He couldn’t bring himself to hug Sirius back, just standing there, remembering the feeling of standing in his home, everything burned to ashes around him. Something burned in his sinuses. 

“Mum and Dad are fine. Lily’s here.”

He paused. Something choked in his chest. 

“It’s all gone. They burned it all down.”

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fleurdelisxevans:

They’d split up after they left the radio station, before either could get in trouble for being where they clearly shouldn’t have been.  James had gone home to check on — everything — and she’d gone to the hospital to try and find their friends.  She was desperate to see Marlene, Sirius, Remus, Mary.  To know they were alright, or as alright as any of them could be.  When she saw James, she rushed over, spying Guinevere moments later.  She kissed the cat’s head and scratched behind her ears, cuddling close to James.  “How is she?” she asked, because she didn’t even want to ask about their flat.  Not yet.  “How are you?”

James kissed the top of Lily’s head, a heavy sigh leaving his lips. He didn’t want to talk about their flat, about the photos that had been burned to a crisp, about his old quidditch robes and her favorite dress, all cinders now. Still, there was no mistaking the black soot that covered his fingers. “She’s all right. Clever little thing, she climbed out the window and onto the fire escape.” He kissed Lily’s forehead. “I’m fine.”

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viviennextodd:

[she glances down at her own outfit, a dress that’s incredibly simple compared to some of the other outfits in the room] You’re not the only one.  Not that I really have any other outfits that would’ve worked better.

“You’re telling me. It was between this or my Gryffindor tie, and I don’t think they would have liked that one so much.”

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indogyearsimdeadsirius:

He rolled his eyes right back. “Does too. And I don’t care.” Sirius tugged on his sleeve. “Come off it. You’re not even going to dance with Lily?” 

“Not now. Maybe later. My leg’s been real shite today.”

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indogyearsimdeadsirius:

“It comes and goes.” He admitted. “She hasn’t been too terrible lately.” Sirius sighed. “She said he’s been there taking care of him, which means he doesn’t leave. I’m not a part of them and they’re not a part of me. We’ve both learned that one.” 

“Yeah, lately.” James still scowled at the scar tissue on his leg. “I don’t know—is there anyone who doesn’t despise you around there? Hell, just get your hands on Kreacher or something.”

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St. Mungo’s was a mess, that much was for sure, and it had taken what felt like hours for anyone to budge through the crammed doorway. Once people started to figure out where their people were, however, the crowd started to move again. Enter: James Potter (slightly singed) carrying a wide-eyed kitten named Guinevere (also slightly singed). He looked around for the people he had lost in the chaos, but he was also entirely preoccupied by the kitten in his hands as she yowled quietly, claws digging into the fabric of James’ jacket.

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indogyearsimdeadsirius:

He raised a brow. “There’s only so few family I don’t hate.” Regulus was about the end of it. Unless you counted the Potters, which he did. “Sorry,” he half flinched, “I know. I know you are. But really, how do you expect me to find out? I can’t. But I expect if he were dying, someone would have told me by now.” 

“Yeah, you might as well hate her, too,” he replied vaguely. James shrugged. “I don’t know. Talk to your brother. He probably knows, right?”

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indogyearsimdeadsirius:

“Oh, come off it. You saw my arse at least once a month. And you likely enjoyed it, because who doesn’t.”  He tilted his head at him. “You’re going to dance with me and Remus, right? Because that’s the only way we can dance.” 

“It doesn’t count when you’re a dog.” James rolled his eyes. “You forget that I can’t dance. Take Lily with you.”

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indogyearsimdeadsirius:

“Horrible, is what it is. And quite frankly, it makes you a little bit delusional, because you’ve seen me naked.” 

“I’m forever haunted by that memory.”

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indogyearsimdeadsirius:

“Unfortunate,” he said, eyeing James up and down. “But I suppose it’s alright, because you’re the third most handsome fucker in the room. You might’ve surpassed me if you’d worn something fancier.” 

“I always surpass you. It’s the sad truth. Well, sad for you. Great for me.”

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indogyearsimdeadsirius:

“And she’s married to my brother, so there’s a little bit of a weird line to cross here.” He shrugged. “What do you want me to do? Sneak into Grimmauld Place? Hey, Dad, what’s going on? Do you mind if I take your temperature?” Despite the frown on his face, he let out a laugh, because the thought was truly ridiculous. “It’s fine, Jamie, I can’t do anything about it.” 

James waved a hand. “People hate their in-laws all the time.” He shrugged, tossing his hands up in the air. “I don’t know! I’m trying to be helpful here, Paddy, jeez.”