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“Look, I know I procrastinated this, but are you going to help me put up these Halloween lights?”
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“I drank a gallon of cider all by myself. I regret nothing.”
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“Not annoy me, for one,” he spoke up as he fixed his hair and stepped down off the sidewalk. “Coffee I can do. I’m still half asleep.”
“Come on, you like hanging out with me.” James smiled. “Perfect, I know just the place. There’s this coffee shop I’m a regular at, they know me.”
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He groaned when he realized there was no getting out of this so he gave up fighting quicker than he normally would. He held both of his hands up before he quickly shook his head. “I can’t do the bar anymore this week. I’ve been there far too many times thanks to Dylan.”
James stopped and shook his head, “Fine, fine, no bar. What about coffee place then? Or tea? What do I gotta do to hang out with my brother?”
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Dylan remained silent all of about three minutes as James spoke, before he groaned.“Why do you talk so much. Dude,” he turned around and looked at him. “It’s tacos. I’m not resurrecting Grindelwald in the middle of King’s Cross. Chill. Everything’s fine.” He’d already placed his order for Merlin knows what when what he said hit in a fleeting moment of comprehension. ‘Wait.” He looked at him. “Are tacos muggle trespassing?”
James smiled and shook his head, trying to hide the fact that he found amusement in Dylan’s annoyance with him. He shrugged, “I’m chill, just saying we got to be careful is all.” He looked at him and blinked, then shrugged, “Come on man, I don’t... our tacos are ready.” He reached over and grabbed their order. “Damn this smells really good...”
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“Headache medicine,” he deadpanned. “I’m a doctor, so I should be offended, but I’m too hungover and I hurt. Yes, I took something and it didn’t work.” Dylan had his mouth ready to give him some other smart ass remark, but James had apparated them before he could even think to say it. The usual uneasy feeling apparating made worse by his hangover. “Jamie - fuck.” He gripped his arm and gave him a look, “Warn me for Merlin’s sake.” He pulled out his phone and typed it into the map. After a moment, Dylan grabbed his arm again and tugged him across the street in the direction of the restaurant. “I’m eating my weight in tacos until I die.” He patted his stomach sympathetically before walking inside. “Goodbye, abs.”
James giggled to himself, trying to ride the balance between annoying his best friend and not getting smacked. He decided to take it easy on him, “You’re right, you’re right. And sorry about that, I thought my motion was warning enough.” James gave his friend an apologetic look, “I am sorry for that one, Dylan.”
He waited for Dylan to take his phone out for a moment before letting his eyes wander over the place he had taken them. “With any luck we’re closeby, yeah?” But Dylan had already dragged him halfway towards the restaurant. “Yeah, honestly. Well, not like we can get ‘em back. Honestly, not sure how much more muggle trespassing I can get away with before someone notices.”
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“I’ve been avoiding everyone, you ass,” he muttered as he looked over at his brother and he scrunched his nose up. “I don’t owe you shit. I could be busy or on my way to do something, you know.”
“Well cancel all of that and if anyone gives you shit just send ‘em my way.” James said, puffing his chest out, “And also - I’m here to see what that’s all about. You are either going to tell me what’s going on or we can ignore all that and have a fun night at the bar. What’ll it be?”
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“I finally got ahold of you. Have you been avoiding me or something?” James said, wrapping an arm around his brother’s shoulders, “So we are going drinking and I am not going to take no for an answer. You owe me big time, brother.”
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Dylan just blinked as James continued to talk. Once he finally stopped, he groaned and dropped his head back against the wall. “You’re trying to communicate with me, I just know it. I see your mouth moving and I hear sounds but…” He let out a breath, “Nothing.” Dylan lifted his head up and gave his best friend a look, before making grabby hands and using James’s arm to pull himself up. Thankfully he didn’t topple them both over like he thought. “Come on. I’m abusing your badge like you not-so-subtly hinted at. I want tacos.”
James was going to shove Dylan playfully, but decided to be nice to his hungover friend. “Yeah, yeah, you heard me somewhere deep down inside that head of yours. Did you take any headache medicine? That’s the worst part of a hangover.” He raised an eyebrow as Dylan pulled himself up, grabbing on and tugging just a little too late. He grinned, “I have no idea what you’re talking about. Let’s go.” He took his wand and apparated to two to Muggle London, “Lead the way.”
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“It’s cute that you think people would invite you to an after party James. The trash normally gets taken out once people are finished with it.”
James put a hand on his chest, “Ouch, man.” He shrugged him off, “So are we going or what? If anyone doesn’t let me in I’ll just put you in front of me and they’ll get scared right off!”
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“Dude – fuck off.” Dylan made a move to shove his best friend’s shoulder, but groaned when the motion just offset another wave of nausea. He gave James a look when he leaned closer, but realized he couldn’t see it, so he pulled his sunglasses off. “Both of those reasons. Merlin.” Dylan shoved them back on his face. “I was being an asshole and teasing Nik for not being able to hold his alcohol and I drank whatever the actual fuck he was drinking and now I’m legit dying.”
He made a noise. “And you know the worst part? I can’t even go get my hangover tacos because I’ll get arrested because they’re in muggle London.”
James back off but laughed when his friend tried to shove him. “Alright, alright I’m sorry, I was just having some fun.”
He raised an eyebrow, “Oh? He had a strange mixed drink? One, why did no one tell me, and two, who gave him something like that?” He waved it off, “Well, let me ak you a question. Is there any reason to suspect the area of important magical crime that would require us to be in muggle London?”
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—- “I’m barely surviving from the original party,” Marigold lifted her head to look at him, “and you want to go to another one?”
“Yup.” James said simply, “I learned the perfect formula for pacing myself at parties. The trick is downing a glass of water between each drink.”
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Dylan groaned from where he was sitting, sunglasses over his eyes even though it was dark outside. He gave his best friend a look, “God – please stop talking.”
He dropped his head back. “Has your voice always been that loud?”
James grinned, “Yes, always. Your hungover ass just thinks it’s louder now.”
He looked closer at his friend, “Are you wearing those so people can’t see where you’re looking, or is it really that bright in here to you?”
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“You know if anyone is having an afterparty? Everyone knows that’s where the real fun starts.”
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“I worry about you mate,” Albus deadpanned, the sparkle in his eyes betraying his amusement. He shook his head and eyed the drink with distaste. “Mate, going into summer you can give me whiskey highballs or lager.” He raised his pint and nodded. “Truer words, brother. Truer words. Whatever gets you through it sometimes, right?” He clinked their glasses together.
“You know what, I can compromise and get a nice, cold lager. Summer is upon us mate.” He clinked his glass with his brother and took a sip of his drink. He put it on the counter and smiled. “You know, I’m glad we are doing this. We need to more often.”
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What is the craziest thing you have ever done?
“Broke into McGonagall’s office once. Would you believe me if I told you it was my first year at Hogwarts?”
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Have you ever been too shy to say something important?
“There’s not a shy bone in my body”
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