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an open starter for anyone interested!

set at the ministry summer gala

This entire place was just on the edge of familiar, skirting and dancing around in steps half-forgotten behind the shadowed curtain of memory. It wasn’t the first time tonight Sirius had felt this odd nostalgia for a life unlived and it didn’t look like it was going to be the last time either. To say the sensation of it was frustrating was, frankly, far too simple but there weren’t any better words leaping forward and so it would have to do, consequences of it all be damned. Sometimes, Sirius thought ruefully, things just had to be damned if you wanted to survive them. Though, of course, that thought did fuck-all to make this whole thing more bearable, Sirius added as anger colored those words red. He leaned over, whispering quietly as so not to be heard over the music, “I don’t suppose you’ve got the slightest damn idea of how to make this whole farce even slightly less painful, yeah?”

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At any event the sight of James Potter and Sirius Black sat together was to be expected. They had practically been attached at the hips since eleven years of age, after all, to the point where sometimes it seemed like they shared a stream of thought. Especially now when James had just been about to lean over and suggest they needed to liven the place up before he screamed out of frustration for being there, when Sirius beat him to it. “I’ve got an idea or two,” he said, reaching into pockets that were magically extended for this exact moment. A bright red muggle can was the first to come out but he set it to the side as if that wasn’t what he was looking for. Next was a pack of fireworks, then his invisibility cloak both of which he hid on his lap rather than risk any other guests besides Sirius from seeing, and finally a small glass bottle labelled ‘gigglewater’. “Fancy seeing some of these miserable old sods giggling uncontrollably? Bet you anything I can get more people than you can.”

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While his parents were going to the Summer Gala as well, James didn’t travel with them but rather went by Lily’s apartment so that they could turn up together. He was wearing a light grey three-piece suit, something a bit more modern and more muggle than the usual wizarding fashion in part to separate himself from those purebloods who thought it distasteful to embrace muggle inventions. His tie, however (also a plain grey one) was in his hand rather than around his neck, ready to be charmed to match Lily’s outfit. “Hi!” He said when the door opened, face cracking into a smile despite the fact that he didn’t really want to go to this stupid gala. “You look great. Are you more or less ready? I just have to...” he held up the tie in explanation. “And do you have any of those muggle fizzy can drink things? The ones that go everywhere if you shake them before you open them? I want to borrow a couple.”

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lilyevans-ihq​:

“And hello to you.” Lily tipped her head back in anticipation of the gentle peck, which was their usual form of kissing these past few weeks. Who thought life would just keep getting busier after school? The only thing that had not changed was the beaming smile they exchanged on seeing each other. In the pause, Lily listened intently, nervous that James had picked up on something she hadn’t. It took a few moments to realize she was just on edge, and had taken the playful comment the wrong way. Shoulders dropping, letting herself relax, a quiet chuckle rolled off her lips. “I think about it every day. Practically every minute at this point.” Lily’s response was whispered, preserving the quiet for a moment more. She stole another kiss as she leaned over to pick up her first evening glass of wine. “It was alright. The usual. They had me reading old ruins for hours on end. Pretty sure I’ll need my reading glasses updated soon.” Lily sunk back into her couch, having taken the moment waiting for James to actually enjoy her apartment. “And how was yours?”

James noticed the tension but didn’t worry about it. He knew she would realise quickly enough that there wasn’t actually anything wrong. It wasn’t intended as a prank but those sudden changes of emotion were often what James appreciated most about playing pranks. There could only be a sharp release of tension if someone had been feeling tense in the first place and that contrast lightened the mood more than the silly jokes. “Wish we could,” he agreed. “Maybe a holiday. When all this is all over or...” he trailed off with a frown. Logically, he knew there was nothing stopping them taking a holiday while the war was still ongoing but perhaps it was the Gryffindor in him that made that feel like running away, which he would never be able to forgive himself for doing. “Rather you than me.” He helped himself to his own glass of wine and fought back a yawn as he let himself relax into the couch next to her. “Same here, really. Well, not the runes, obviously. They haven’t started trying to get me to do that yet. They probably realise that I wouldn’t be able to do anything except recite the Tale of the Three Brothers and hope they don’t notice, but they’ve got me filing papers and copying sections of the ICW minutes to send to the relevant departments while I’m waiting for the day they let me do some actual work. Met the Minister, though. That was interesting, I guess.” He didn’t sound enthusiastic, however.

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James was bored. He had never enjoyed things like this. It was too easy to lose the people he actually wanted to spend time with and he was expected to act in a certain way. It was even worse now that he was there as a Ministry worker and yet his boss wasn’t the person who seemed to have the closest eye on him. He was relieved to see Remus and he joined him by the buffet table. “Moony! McGonagall is giving me that ‘I’m-looking-for-a-reason-to-give-you-detention’ glare and I need you to prank Padfoot, because I’m never going to win if she keeps watching me like that.” He frowned and put a couple of chocolate peanuts in his mouth before adding, “I don’t know what her deal is. It’s not like she’s our teacher any more and putting gigglewater in the wine was a public service. I mean look at them,” He tugged on Remus’ arm to turn him to look in the direction of a group of snobby-looking Ministry officials who had just taken glasses of the tainted wine. “They really need to smile.”

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queerwolflupin​:

A hint of a smile crept over his features at James’ enthusiasm. He always had a way of making it hard to maintain the most negative of his thoughts. “I hope you told him you intend to make more trouble than she has thus far,” Remus gave a low chuckle. He would have offered to assist if it weren’t for avoiding the place since high marks and a decent personality weren’t good enough to get him a job there. His eyebrows furrowed together once his thoughts were the topic of conversation, feeling rather hesitant since his issue was far more serious than James’ story. He pressed his tongue against his cheek and took a steadying breath through his nose, slowly releasing it once ready to speak. “Nothing major,” Remus admitted with a shrug, teeth digging into his lower lip before he went to continue. “Figured out I am best off as a lone wolf is all.” It wasn’t exactly new information since he preferred the marauders as his acquaintances over other people with the same affliction. “Take a wild guess at who I ended up drinking with.”

“Of course,” James said, with all the air of that cocky exterior that had been the majority of his personality for much of his teenage years. The insincerity in his eyes, however, betrayed that he actually had barely said a word to the Minister. “I think I might still have a way to go before any of that, anyway. Strangely, they don’t let interns change the law, I don’t know why not.” A sigh of frustration passed his lips when Remus described himself as a lone wolf. “Moony, how many times do I have to tell you that you’re stuck with us now and you’re never getting rid of us?” He shook his head. It had never mattered to James that Remus was a werewolf and the rest of them were only animagi. They were a pack. They were the Marauders. They would make sure Remus wasn’t alone. But he frowned when Remus asked him to guess who had been drinking with, his first thought being a Death Eater or a Black and concern etched over his face. It took a while before the clues fell into place. “A wolf?” he asked, voice hushed.

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nevercallmeteddy​:

“There’s an idea,” Ted laughed. It would certainly save him the disappointment of taking her through the forest by their cottage. “Better yet, do you think Sirius would be up for my pawning her off on him since he would be able to make a better ordeal out of it?” Admittedly one of the more outlandish things he would request of Andy’s cousin but it came with the potential of Dora being more distracted by Sirius’ presence than looking. “She hasn’t stopped asking me since we ran into one of my inlaws.”

“I’m sure he’d love that,” James said with a grin. It was hard to tell if he was being genuine or just enjoying the idea of forcing Sirius into a child’s adventure but he did suspect his best friend wouldn’t complain. “He’s basically a child himself so he would probably get a kick out of it, as long as he’s not too loud to stop the unicorns coming close to them.” He started to nod, not thinking much of Ted’s comment until another beat had passed, at which point he remembered who Ted’s in-laws actually were and he froze. “Who, er... who did you run into?” He could guess it wasn’t Sirius, at least, and James was incredibly biased against any Black who wasn’t Sirius.

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harry on felix felicis is what james was like 24/7

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closed starter for @lilyevans-ihq​

“Hello, love.” James leaned in for a chaste kiss in greeting and as he pulled back again, his lips parted in a smile. That was fairly normal for him when Lily was around, because he had been well and truly smitten for years and still couldn’t believe his luck that she liked him back these days. “Do you hear that?” he asked, pausing for a moment to relish in the quiet around them, though James had never been very good at letting things stay quiet for very long. “When was the last time it was just the two of us? I was starting to consider bunking off work and escaping somewhere with no responsibilities for a few days.” Not that he ever actually would, because as much as James liked to complain about not liking being responsible, he had been taking it quite seriously since even his sixth year of Hogwarts. The world was in too serious a mess for that. “Did you have a good day?”

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Never saw one without the other did you?

Quite the double act, James Potter and Sirius Black

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James 

Sirius 

Remus

Lily

Peter

2nd Gen 

Fantastic Beasts

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nevercallmeteddy​:

“The kid has her heart set on seeing a unicorn,” Ted groaned and rubbed his temple. “All for the adventure of looking for one but we aren’t living by one of the forests that would frequently have them. What am I supposed to do?”

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James hummed thoughtfully, not finding it quite the predicament that Ted seemed to think. “My family have a place in Godric’s Hollow. It’s only about a fifteen minute walk into the heart of the moors and I know I’ve seen a unicorn in Exmoor Forest before.” His mum didn’t believe him but this was a great opportunity to prove himself right. “You could just apparate there for your adventure! Or floo, I guess. I can’t remember how old kids are supposed to be before you side-along them.”

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originaltroubletwin​:

Location: Leaky Cauldron Who: Fabian & Open

“You look like you need a drink, can I offer you one?” Fabian pulled his flask from his pocket and handed it over, but right before the other could take a sip he snatched it back with a giant smile on his face. “Now, had I let you drink that you’d have been running about diagon with chicken wings for arms for the next few hours. It would be a right funny sight to see, certainly but, I don’t imagine you’d think so. Shouldn’t take drinks from a stranger, should you?” He gave a wink. “I know what you’re thinking - You aren’t a stranger, Fabian - and you might be wrong but these are strange times, are they not? I might be Fabian, I might be Gideon and I might be Voldemort himself!” A couple passerbys gasped at Fabian’s reckless use of a name that had recently become Taboo. “Ah yes, yes, right, the name thing. Silly, but alas, people are uncomfortable these days. Maybe someone ought to go clucking around town for the sake of Morale, what do you think?”

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James watched the scene with amusement, hardly able to believe that the target had taken the drink without even considering questioning what they had been given. It was part of what made pranks so successful when people simply trusted in other people but now that he was out of school and very much acknowledging the war that he found himself in, it highlighted all how easily some people could be duped. Best not to dwell on that, however, and he much preferred to laugh when Fabian took the drink back and instantly explained what it did. “Call yourself a prankster?” he asked, through his laughs. “You’ll never get anybody that way. And if you were Voldemort, you’d have to be pretty stupid to announce it.” He ignored the reactions from those around them. He agreed with Fabian that the whole name thing was silly. People would forget he was just a wizard (albeit a powerful one) soon. “We’ll have to go somewhere else now to get someone to fall for it, but I’m all down for seeing someone clucking about Diagon Alley. In the name of morale, of course.”

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queerwolflupin​:

Under ordinary circumstances, Remus would have played along with James’ antics. He would have asked the right questions to get more about the story and seemed genuinely interested. Instead, he was left masking a look of annoyance and carefully thinking his answer over. The run-in with Fenrir was fresh on his mind and the insecurities that accompanied it left him dreading talk about the Ministry. “Did he at least greet you by name?” He asked after a moment of silence. “Or was it one of those cases of not getting a chance past the handshake?” There was a momentary pause where Remus wrinkled his nose then glanced back at James. “I’m almost certain I can outdo your horror story for the week.”

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James had never been the most perceptive, even when it came to his friends. He had always just trusted that if something was up then they would tell him, even when in Remus’ case there was evidence to the contrary.  So, it didn’t occur to him that the reaction wasn’t quite what he had expected, he simply started to consider the question asked. “Sort of...” he said, though he didn’t look certain as he tried to think back on the moment. “No, I don’t think he did, actually. It was all, oh, you’re Euphemia’s boy! I hope you aren’t going to cause as much trouble for us as she has.” He put on a fake snooty voice as he mimicked the conversation but there was a smirk on his face at the thought of being like his mum. He could only hope to be able to cause as much trouble to the stuck-in-their-way Ministry bureaucrats as his mum had in all her years as a defence attorney. “That’s a challenge if I ever heard one.” James had plans and while he hadn’t exactly told Remus yet that one of those plans involved changing the laws for werewolves, it was hardly a secret that he thought the Ministry had a long way to go to move into the 20th century. He frowned when Remus mentioned his own horror story, tilting his head to the side as he looked at his friend. “What do you mean?”

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NO STRINGS ATTACHED (2011) dir. Ivan Reitman

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