#Regulus breaks out the: and who in this house is an illegal animagus?

[ratwiththetats]

Regulus being the biggest most pretentious magic nerd, even down to cleaning/domestic spells. He's using super complicated magic to wash the dishes: it only cleans marginally better than the typical spells, it is definitely not worth the effort (he absolutely thinks it is) and he's using blood magic to get their floors extra shiny. James coming home to Blondie playing and blood running down Regulus' palm holding a knife in his other hand 'Love, why do you have your ceremonial dagger out again?' and Regulus exasperated 'We’re having guest James’

[halothenthehorns]

All in the Family

Chapter 53: Cat, Rat, and Dog

There was a short, bumpy slide down his rump before he was left sprawling in a pile of dirt in a dark tunnel as their next destination. Sirius tried to sit up and then grunted in further pain as several more people came tumbling down on top of him.

Maneuvering and cursing helped sort it out, mainly the second, and soon they all found themselves able to hunch over uncomfortably, but they'd been in worse places recently. He didn't even need Evans to light her wand to tell him where they were though, he'd know this secret passage as well as his own dorm room. The sharp windy breeze discernible above his head, the faint, musty odor of blood and dust ahead, the way the path was slightly less well worn than any of the other hidden tunnels they'd ever found, though that was quickly being changed the longer the Marauders knew about it. They were underneath the Whomping Willow.

He didn't need Remus' soft little whimper of worry, James subtly stepping between Moony and everyone, or Peter's awkward shuffling backing away from everyone to know why this put them in such an awkward position. The only conceivable reason to them why Harry would be down here, is that one of the Marauder's had taken him down here for some reason. Neither of the present two seemed to have much of a good reason.

Waiting at the end of the slope was the now dusty purple book, sitting innocently with the pages now smattered and crumpled from so many people kicking and landing on it as they went past. Sirius swallowed a bit of bile as he went to pick it up, but he ignored his hand shaking as he met Remus' eyes and tried to concoct a plan for the worst.

If, and it was still a very big if to him, Harry was somehow down here because he found out about Moony and had some cockamamie idea about seeing it, the three friends in this time would have to do a hell of a lot of covering up for their Remus now to make sure none knew the wiser it wasn't true now. He gazed down at the chapter title for too long, Frank began laughing at what the hold up was. As an experiment, he tried to laugh and summarize the odd chapter title, just telling everyone else it was a bunch of animal names, but no more words appeared until he finally said Cat, Rat, and Dog.

He couldn't fake it. He didn't know a way how to talk them out of this one.

It didn't start out with any good omens, what with Buckbeak being unjustly killed and the poor trio's reaction. Then Scabbers started going nuts, the reason being quickly revealed Crookshanks was still after him. Still he could hardly spare any of it a thought as the tunnel subtly shifted in size around them, though he really couldn't care less now he could stand up straight instead of hunched over the book.

Then the dog arrived.

He startled so hard he scraped his head against the ceiling, causing a slight dust cloud around him and pouring over the book. He took the temporary coughing fit this caused amongst the others to gaze at his friends in pleading silence to tell him he'd read that wrong, but their shadowed eyes gave nothing away.

Sirius had started this worried about how Moony's involvement was going to get dragged into this and what potential secrets was going to come of that, now a whole new scenario was playing out behind his mind's eye. The deranged animal he'd become in Azkaban, sapping away his humanity and leaving him with one animal urge left to kill, somehow being directed on one he'd so love.

A puddle of sick was there at his feet, and he didn't even remember doing it. His throat still burned, his stomach rolled and threatened to continue any moment, but all he felt was the horror his mind had latched onto and wouldn't let go. He'd gifted himself this animal form to save Moony, now it would be the death of James- Harry- James-

"It's alright Padfoot-"

"Let it out mate."

"How hard did he hit his head? Did he give himself a concussion?"

It all swam before him like he was seeing the three from underwater, he was afraid to clear his gaze and find out what was holding him upright, but James was there. His best friend was undeniably keeping him on his feet, not the wall. Remus and Peter were promising in every way but words that no matter what that monster of their future did they weren't going to pin the blame on him now. Even Regulus was bouncing on the heels of his feet and eyeing him in concern rather than criticizing anything for once. He should feel safer than ever, but he didn't know how to shake loose the terror lodged in him, had zero faith he could say the words that he'd killed his godson.

Wormtail finally took pity on him, and after several Evanesco spells to pick the book back up, gave them all a confident smile he could somehow make this easier on everyone if he was the one to say it.

The madness didn't sound much better coming from him, as Ron was somehow grabbed instead and dragged along into this very tunnel. Sirius could swear he could identify the very streaks of blood in the dark lighting. It didn't work the sanity back into his favor any. That wild animal seemed determined to kill and had just grabbed the wrong kid. Did that mean something of him had spared Harry at the last second, or was he so gone he couldn't even be bothered to care anymore.

He tried to fight that off, surely if students had been attacked and killed all year they would have heard of it! Was this the first time then, and he'd been building up to it?

Harry and Hermione went after them, to no one's surprise, but too late the Marauders misunderstood the look of dawning determination the four outsiders had on the Marauders.

Potter didn't make a joke about saving another redhead in distress with a salacious look at Lily, Lupin wasn't hovering in the background with suppressed laughter but was now the one with a supporting hand on his friends shoulder and trying to whisper words of comfort for no one else's ears. Pettigrew was reading like an ancy toddler, his voice stopping to squeak uncomfortably every time he stopped for breath.

Of course they'd be worried about Potter's kid, that wasn't unreasonable as they'd all made it clear from the beginning they'd been invested in this future and Harry. Their distress over Black's fate of being an escaped madman had also been perfectly reasonable, if a little blind to some of them early on. Now with time on their side they'd finally conceded maybe all of Black's actions weren't so black and white, and it wasn't Potter being comforted for the fate of his child they were watching.

The idea, the unbelievable, illegal, but slow forming understanding had hardly taken root before it was slapped in their faces. Sirius Black was an unregistered animagus, and his friends knew it.

"You idiot," Regulus told him with pure sincerity. He would have decked him if his brother didn't look so miserable already.

Sirius was exhausted. He'd spent countless hours now being hurtled through someone else's life with company he wouldn't have asked for, now he'd been living through countless hours believing himself a madman and a murderer which finally seemed irrevocably true. He didn't know what would happen to him if this secret was told, but surely a fine at the worst, which still wasn't as bad as Moony's secret being revealed. He was tired, so he didn't deny it.

"I don't understand," Frank muttered, looking between the four. "You must have a reason for doing this, even you lot know this is more than breaking a school rule for kicks. What possible reason-"

"He doesn't have to explain himself to you even if he did know," James snapped, his every breath trembling with nerves. The nightmarish image of Sirius dragging Ron off, his own self congratulatory words Harry would follow wasn't adding up to him. If he'd wanted to kill Harry than he'd had opportunity enough, something else was going on here, and he was already getting a headache trying to follow along, let alone fending off their prying questions.

It fooled no one. They all knew now, and no one was sure how to go forward with the information.

Sirius couldn't stand there any longer, avoiding their eyes, doing nothing. So he snatched the book back from Wormtail as he took another trembling breath, reading out in his own harsh tongue the tussle between him and Harry, the thirteen year old kid actually winning with the help of his friends and then considering murdering him. He almost wished Harry would, put him out of his misery those dementors had trapped inside him.

Then Remus was there, offering backup Sirius had never asked for but always seemed to find when he least expected it. Sirius wanted to fall into his arms now, sob in gratitude he wasn't alone in this future and Moony was still there for him, something still made sense. The only thing stopping him was the fear of drawing attention back to Moony, the one Marauder who had another illegal secret much more dangerous to have the spotlight on, in a house they were far too close to, with a night ahead they had no absolutes about.

It was all in vain as Hermione ousted him, after he'd finally been able to get his feet under him. Sirius took a deep breath, threw back his shoulders, and dug into every bit of collective knowledge he'd acquired over the past sixteen years of his life as he turned to Remus and said, "and I thought I was the monster in there."

It was there for just a second, the flicker of hurt, the shadow of true fear at those words finally being flung in his face, but he also knew Sirius. He'd seen the true look of disgust on his face directed at other students for whispering about werewolves after they'd come up in a lesson. He'd heard the true tones of unforgivable loathing every time he looked at Snape. This was Padfoot covering Moony's tail and leaving his own hanging. There was every chance it wasn't going to work, but he smiled at him all the same for trying.

James slugged Sirius in the shoulder and called him a jerk, trying his hardest to sound like he didn't mean it. Peter had perfected the art of an awkward laugh and shuffled even farther away, keeping his hands behind his back to now show them trembling with nerves at being caught.

It might have actually worked, had they not spent every other available moment defending one of their own against another equally radical claim. Now, their blasé brushing of this off just gave other moments a chance to make a lot more sense.

Frank recoiled, waiting for his life to flash before his eyes as he realized the danger they'd been in without even realizing it. He went back and counted, almost kicked himself for each clue he'd overlooked. What being an illegal animagus had to do with it, or even if the two were cause and effect he still wasn't sure, but he grabbed Alice's hand and began trying to pull her as far away up the tunnel from the rest of this insanity as he could. They hadn't asked for this.

Alice jerked her hand away with a scowl at her boyfriend, she hadn't grown up with the prejudices she knew most purebloods had gained. Her mum was an auror, she was descended from the first set to have ever gotten the job. She knew from countless stories what it felt like to be victim and hero, and right now she saw Remus Lupin, hovering terrified behind his friends, as an innocent person just like her.

"Frank!" She protested as he hesitated. He didn't continue backing away, but he didn't look much ashamed for his automatic reaction, nor her tone.

"You don't want to hear the stories my mum's told me about werewolves-"

"Your mum sounds like a paranoid git the more I hear about her," Alice crossed her arms in frustration. "I've heard things from my parents too, and they're not just stories. Those poor creatures live in poverty, most of them just kill to survive-"

"Oi! Do you two mind having this conversation like he's in the room," Sirius Black took a dangerous step towards the pair, even in the near darkness they could see the anger coming off of him, as Lupin shuffled even farther away from all present in shame.

Sirius regretted his outburst at once. Five years of ignoring other kids whispered comments about this and he'd caved now, but he couldn't just shoot a hex at them and laugh it off like his usual prank, Remus couldn't just pull him along to the next class muttering to him how much it didn't matter.

Peter, to his credit, still tried as he piped up, "yeah, how would you like it if we started laughing about how your future turns out? Oh wait, we don't even know yet!"

"Oh don't kid yourself Peter," Regulus rolled his eyes. "The man himself hasn't even denied it, and you lot are actually terrible liars." He was slightly paler under his dark hair than usual, his eyes remaining trained untrusting on the outed party, and every terrible lesson he'd ever been through with his father over dark creatures was playing back through his mind, but for once in his life Regulus was trying to drown out every outside voice but his own.

He wasn't sure how much he could trust Sirius over his own parents, he'd thought his brother had never lied to him but now even that was wrong. Now all he had left to feel were the two contradictions of his life, the lies of You-Know-Who's heritage and his own. If he'd been wrong about that all his life, what else was he wrong in assuming straight from his parents?

Lily wondered if she was going to be sick. Her first thought was that it made a horrible kind of sense, the cruel lot of friends had found each other, of course Potter and Black would accept a werewolf as a friend considering they showed no mercy to their own victims of those horrible degrading acts they called pranks.

She looked again though, really looked at them. Remus Lupin was a scared, pale teenager watching those around him take in this news as he hovered behind his friends. No 'monster' could ever look that vulnerable and be a pure killer. Peter Pettigrew was looking between them and his friends, like he was waiting for a signal what was going to happen next. He still trusted his friends to make that decision so he could go along, while those horrible friends of Severus', even Sev of late followed blindly with the first thing they were told by their superiors without thinking twice about it. Sirius Black was being accused of murder, now of his best friends son, and he still stood right beside him as if at any moment he was going to be that killer for his friends. James Potter stood as their center, every bit their good influence as he was the bad.

Silence like none before lay thick in the air, each person waiting for someone else to make the next move. Sirius reacted first, it was his sanity on the line here, and now with Remus involuntarily being thrown into the mix in this future, it was both their lives on the line. He snatched the book away from Peter and read in a blur. He wished his future self would give Professor Lupin a kick for tottering on about Sirius dragging two people into this passage, about focusing on Ron's pet of all things.

He cursed the man having to over explain everything now of all times as none of it was making any sense. How was any of this helping?

The mental tirade came to a halt as Sirius Black, the escaped prisoner of Azkaban, finally answered who had done these true crimes all along. Peter Pettigrew.

[james-pottr]

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i solemnly swear that i am up to no good  j k rowling,  harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban if people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. the world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. but those that will not break it kills. it kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. if you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.  ernest hemingway, a farewell to arms being brave doesn't mean you aren't scared. being brave means you are scared, really scared, badly scared, and you do the right thing anyway.  neil gaiman, coraline witty, self-deprecating, sometimes uproariously funny and sometimes unbearably sad  new statesman i wonder which will get you killed faster—your loyalty or your stubbornness susan ee, angelfall

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NAME: james fleamont euphemon potter NICKNAMES: prongs, jamie AGE: 19  BIRTHDAY: march 27, 1960 GENDER: male PRONOUNS: he/him SEXUALITY:  disaster bisexual, somewhat demiromantic

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MOTHER:  euphemia potter, nee valez ( deceased, aged 73 )  FATHER: fleamont potter ( deceased, aged 80 ) SIBLINGS: none biological, several unofficially adopted 

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FACE CLAIM: alberto rosende BUILD: tall, defined, built like a brick shithouse HAIR:  naturally disheveled and messy, often flopped over his forehead and particularly mused at the back. despite hi HAIR COLOR: jet-black EYE COLOR: hazel SKIN COLOR: tan DOMINANT HAND: right ANOMALIES: a scar on his left hip, another on his right knee and one across his left cheek from snape’s curse beside the lake. james’ hands are calloused from years of quidditch and he has a smattering of other small scars and marks from full moons and particularly violent quidditch matches. SCENT: broom polish, clean soap and something almost oaky (ya boy smells like a forest) ACCENT: british ALLERGIES: all forms of seafood DISORDERS:  james has shown symptoms of mild depression  following the deaths of his parents and regulus black. the revelation regarding lily’s pregnancy as well as the curse has also led to some anxiety, although james is unsure if this is natural stress or something more FASHION: whilst james still owns quite a few pairs of robes, his everyday clothing is an eclectic mix of both wizarding and muggle, quite often stolen from his friends. james likes to say that he and lily don’t have seperate sock drawer because he just steals hers on a regular basis.  NERVOUS TICS:  tapping his foot or drumming his fingers on things. if he has it on him, james will often play with the snitch he stole from hogwarts when he was fifteen, letting it fly away and catching it. a true indication of james’ uncertainty and nerves is just how deep into his own hair his hand is. chances are, the messier james’ hair is, the more stressed he is. QUIRKS: constantly playing with his own hair or adjusting his glasses. james is a very physical person, so if he’s speaking to someone, particularly someone he is close to, he will often lean heavily on them, or fling his arm around them.

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RESIDES: godric’s hollow, west country, england. here he lives in a cottage purchased as a wedding present for himself and lily BORN: st mungo's hospital for magical maladies and injuries RAISED: potter estate, located outside of godric’s hollow in the west country, england CAREER: auror-in-training EXPERIENCE: while the auror program has offered james considerably training and experience in both offensive and defensive magic, his role within the order of the phoenix continues to hone those skills EMPLOYER: the ministry of magic

POLITICAL AFFILIATION: aligned with the order of the phoenix BELIEFS: strongly anti-dark magic, pro-muggle and muggleborn MISDEMEANORS: a multitude of detentions whilst attending hogwarts, many of which were for jinxing or pranking other students FELONIES: one motorbike chase with two muggle policeman, is an illegal stag animagus DRUGS: none SMOKES: only when he is particularly stressed. upon finding out that lily was pregnant, despite it remaining between the two, james has banned cigarettes in their house. ALCOHOL: occasionally. james is a very overzealous and affectionate drunk, however since the deaths of his parents, he has been far more mournful and therefore tries to avoid drinking as of late DIET: while he lacks the full skillset of his mother, james often tries to emulate the traditional colombian and cuban meals that he grew up on. otherwise, he is fairly unpicky and will eat most foods.

LANGUAGES: english & spanish

PHOBIAS: being truly alone HOBBIES: playing quidditch, collecting chocolate frog cards, drawing TRAITS: { + }:  stubborn affectionate loyal self-sacrificial dedicated { - }: stubborn arrogant boastful self-sacrificial rebellious

𝖋 𝖆 𝖛 𝖔 𝖚 𝖗 𝖎 𝖙 𝖊 𝖘

LOCATION: anywhere that his friends are, hogwarts SPORTS TEAM: puddlemere united GAME: quidditch MUSIC: most things playing on the wireless, james just likes the background noise MOVIES: james is admittedly, fascinated by muggle films and television, so he does not have a favourite as he just likes watching them in general. FOOD: his mother’s pastelitos and empanadas, moros y cristianos BEVERAGE: butterbeer, firewhiskey if he really needs it COLOR: dark red, burgundy 

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ALUMNI HOUSE: gryffindor WAND (length, flexibility, wood, & core): 11", pliable, mahogany, unicorn hair AMORTENTIA: pastelitos, lavender and vanilla, old books and something musky PATRONUS: a stag BOGGART: the corpses of his family and friends, dead at his own hand

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MORAL ALIGNMENT: chaotic good MBTI: esfp ( extraverted, observant, feeling and perceiving ) MBTI ROLE: the performer ( vivacious entertainers who charm and engage those around them. they are spontaneous, energetic, and fun-loving, and take pleasure in the things around them: food, clothes, nature, animals, and especially other people and their wellbeing ) ENNEAGRAM: type 8 ENNEAGRAM ROLE: the challenger  ( the powerful, dominating type: self-confident, decisive, willful, and confrontational. they use their strength to improve others' lives, becoming heroic, magnanimous, and inspiring ) TEMPERAMENT: sanguine ( fundamentally spontaneous and pleasure-seeking; sanguine people are sociable and charismatic. they tend to enjoy social gatherings, making new friends and tend to be boisterous. they are very much people persons; talkative and not shy. sanguines generally have an almost shameless nature, certain that what they are doing is right. they have no lack of confidence. ) WESTERN ZODIAC: aries ( hopeful, active, energetic, honest, versatile, brave, adventurous, passionate, generous, cheerful, argumentative, curious, impulsive, naive, self-willed, belligerent, impatient ) CHINESE ZODIAC: rat ( wise, unique, intelligent, crafty, determined, inventive, intense, acquisitiveness, ruthlessness, and nervousness ) PRIMAL SIGN: piranha (  fearless, aggressive, and get what they want every time TAROT CARD: the sun, the wheel of fortune & the magician ( there an air of earned and learned success with the wheel of fortune and magician cards, and an added dimension of peace, contentment and inner harmony ) TV TROPES: team mom ( there needs to be someone to hold this ragtag bunch of misfits together before they kill each other or wander off into the woods ) feeling oppressed by their existence ( because there is a certain kind of people that he doesn't like, and they... exist ) screw the rules, i'm doing what's right! ( helping someone out when the rules say that you shouldn't )  jerk with a heart of gold ( a person you would expect to be a big jerkass has some redeeming qualities behind their tough demeanor ) SONGS: run away - ben platt nine - sleeping at last lily and james - imogen heap young and in love - ingrid michaelson 5805 - the classic crime

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abhors the dark arts and believes that anyone who partakes in them should be stopped

refuses to wear shoes indoors

disgusted with any form of prejudice against someone for their blood-status or other things they are unable to change about themselves

his privilege should be used to help others: he is rich and from a fairly respectable pureblooded family and he should use that to help those who are not

when it battle, it is his duty to protect those around him, even if that means sacrificing himself

stopping harm from coming to others is the most important thing

[mssrprxngs]

&& PROMPT : FOUNDATIONS ;;

just a heads up if i ever act dumb i’m joking. i’m 100% smart and know literally everything

&& GENERAL FACTS ;;

Full Name : James Fleamont Potter

Nickname(s) : Prongs. Potter. Jim Jamathon. Jamie. 

Pronouns : he/him

Height : 5′10″

Left or Right Handed : right-handed

Place of birth : Manchester 

Occupation : Healer-in-training

Hogwarts House : Gryffindor

Affiliation : Order of the Phoenix

Patronus : stag

Pet(s) : James has a horned owl named Scooter

&& APPEARANCE ;;

Long hair or short hair? : James has short hair only because he can’t pull off long hair. 

Hair color, and is it natural or dyed? : Black, and it’s naturally that color. 

Eye color : Hazel.

Plain clothes or colorful clothes : A mix of both. 

Tattoos? : He was specifically banned from getting the tattoo he wanted of antlers in a place where there definitely should not have been antlers, as it would’ve made for an interesting visual. He wants to get a tattoo for each of his boys, though. And one for Lily one day, but he needs to ask her to marry him first, so that’s a solid three years away at least if he can keep his chill that long.

Are their ears pierced? : No.

Any other piercings? : He told Euphemia he was going to get a nose piercing once, and Fleamont yelled at him for almost giving his mother a heart attack. 

Jewelry that they wear regularly : James wears the watch he received for his seventeenth birthday. 

What sort of clothes do they wear in public : James tries to keep his style fun yet classy. He wears a lot of old Gryffindor jumpers, sure, but he’s a kid of the seventies, which means embarrassing seventies fashion. Some outfits he wears ( here ) ( here ) ( here ) ( here ).

What sort of clothes do they wear at home : Casual. Incredibly casual. James wears almost exclusively old Hogwarts sweaters, but it’s mostly anything that he’s comfortable in. Some outfits he wears ( here ) ( here ) ( here ) ( here ).

Favorite outfit : Joke’s on you, boys. James Potter never turns down a joke, and the deer onesie that the boys got him is his favorite outfit ( this is a women’s onesie but it’s the closest I could find to what I pictured ).

Do they paint their nails? : He’s painted them a few times, with Sirius’ help because he’s horrible at painting his own nails. 

Do they need glasses? : More than he needs air to breathe, he’s so blind.

&& FAMILY ;;

Parents : Fleamont and Euphemia Potter.

Siblings : Sirius and the boys are his adopted siblings. 

Children : n/a

Are they close to their family? : Extremely. James has never been distant from his family. He loves being part of a unit like that, and he’ll fight anyone that says anything bad about his family. 

Which family member are they closest to? : Sirius if you’re talking about adoptive family, Fleamont if you’re talking about biological family. 

Rank their immediate family from favorite to least favorite : Sirius, Fleamont, Euphemia, Peter, Remus. 

&& HAVE YOU EVERS ;;

Driven a car? : No. 

Seen a movie? : Yes, and it terrified him. 

Been to a concert? : Yes !

Met someone famous? : He met Celestina Warbeck once and almost gave himself an asthma attack. Which is impressive, really, since he doesn’t even have asthma. 

Stolen something? : Does adopting Sirius count as stealing ?

Broken the law? : He’s an illegal animagus, so yes. 

Killed someone? : No. 

Been in a relationship? : Yes, he’s been in a few. 

Cheated on someone? : No. 

Fallen in love? : Yes.

Had sex? : *finger guns* He’s had The Intercourse.

Failed an exam? : He’s James Potter. Of course he has. 

Been to a funeral? : No.

&& RELATIONSHIPS AND CONNECTIONS ;;

Relationship status : Forever devoted to his lord and savior Lily Evans. Kind of married to Sirius as his platonic soulmate. 

People they admire : McGonagall, Arthur Weasley, Edgar Bones, Peter Pettigrew, and Alastor Moody. 

Someone they’ll talk to about anything : Sirius and Peter.

Someone they couldn’t live without : Any of his boys. They’re his family, his foundation, his rock. The axis that his life spins upon. He’s always been the most terrified of losing Sirius, because Sirius is his brother, and he’s the only one that James has ever been close to losing. He practically attached himself to Sirius at the hip when Sirius first came to live with the Potters, because he was so terrified that if Sirius was unhappy there, he’d go crawling back to the Blacks, and James would’ve been destroyed by that. 

Do they want to get married? : Absolutely. James grew up in a house with two parents that were completely head over heels in love with each other, and he really wants that for himself one day. 

Do they want kids? : James really wants kids. Not now, but when he’s older and the war is hopefully over, James wants to have a bunch of kids. 

Someone they wish things had turned out differently with : Lily, though not in the way you think. James is really embarrassed by his younger self, and how much of a tool he was. It wasn’t until seventh year that he realized that he could charm Lily by being himself. He made her laugh, and that’s what ultimately won her over. He thinks maybe if he hadn’t tried so hard, maybe they wouldn’t’ve had to climb over those six years of baggage to get where they are now. 

Someone that makes them laugh : Peter, Lily, Benjy, and Sirius.

&& MAGICAL AND MUGGLE ;;

Can they fly a broom? : Can he breathe air? James is amazing at flying. 

Can they cast a patronus? : Yes ! 

Have they ever used a telephone? : No, but it rang once while he was at Remus’ and he was so startled he turned into Prongs and dropped like a hot pocket to the floor. 

Preferred method of communication : Enchanted mirror he’s got with Sirius. 

Favorite spell : Repairo. He’s always breaking his glasses. 

Magic they wish they were better at : Honestly James would just be happy if he could remember he was a wizard now and then and keep track of his wand. That would improve his magic abilities significantly. 

&& HABITS AND PREFERENCES ;;

Smoking? : Hell no. 

Drinking? : Socially, though not much even then. 

Exercise regularly? : Sometimes. Usually around full moons, he exercises more, just to prepare himself. But otherwise, not really. 

Messy or organized? : Messy. He tries to be organized, and having Lily around has definitely made him make more of an effort, but he’s still kind of a mess. 

Do they use bookmarks? : Yes.

Cooking or takeaway? : He’s not amazing at cooking, so takeout generally. 

Night out or night in? : A night out in, hanging out with his friends somewhere they can be themselves and have fun. If that’s out on the town, super. If it’s hanging out in his flat, awesome. James can be happy anywhere he isn’t alone. 

Relationships or flings or neither? : Relationships, absolutely. 

Do they have any collections of things? : The love and affection of his friends.

&& FAVORITES ;;

Favorite subject in school : Transfiguration. It was the only subject he was always top of the class in. 

Favorite magical candy : Chocolate frogs. 

Favorite band : Does Celestina Warbeck count ?

Favorite book : Does reading Sirius’ mind count ?

Favorite food : Chocolate chip cookies. 

Favorite animal : Dogs ayyy

&& LITTLE SECRETS ;;

Biggest regret : Fifth year. James is super ashamed about what happened with the Incident, and the fact that he threatened Snape. He’s not ashamed of threatening Snape to keep him quiet, but saying that they’d let Remus finish what he started if Snape said anything? That’s the part he wishes he could take back. 

Someone they fear : He hates to say it, but Remus, a little bit. Not when he’s in human form, but when Remus is a werewolf, he scares James. 

Someone they could kill : James isn’t sure if he could kill if it came down to it. He’d thought for a long time that he could kill Snape, but he knows if he got the chance-- like he did in fifth year-- he wouldn’t be able to. Mulciber, maybe, but even then, James is too softhearted for that. 

Someone they miss : McGonagall. He admires that woman more than probably anyone else in the world, and he misses being able to see her every day. 

Someone they resent : Regulus. How dare he not appreciate how amazing Sirius is. James would never admit it, but he’s kind of happy Regulus is gone. One less person to compete for Sirius’ love. 

Is there a secret they want to share with someone? Who and what? : James wants to tell Peter he knows Peter likes Sirius, just so he can be there to comfort him. He knows it’s going to hurt Peter, and he wants to be there to support Peter, just like he’s always done. 

Something they’re embarrassed about liking : History of Magic. Everyone thinks it’s lame, but James finds it completely fascinating. He actually asked Professor Binns for a couple copies of the exams so he could have one to show to the boys that he failed fantastically on, and the actual exam that he did really well on. 

What did they want to be when they were younger? : A muggle. James’ perception of what reality was was really crap when he was a kid. 

Secret they consider to be their “big secret” : James was happy when Regulus died, because it meant Sirius’ last tie to his previous life was gone, and he didn’t have to worry about Sirius ever looking back after Regulus was gone.

Amortentia : Lily’s shampoo, Sirius’ shampoo, and the Gryffindor common room smell. 

&& ALL ABOUT YOU ;;

Character’s favorite feature : He’s got amazing hair. 

Character’s least favorite feature : His eyes, but only because he needs glasses. 

One thing they’re really good at : Being Cool™

One thing they’re really bad at : Not being hyperactive and bouncing while he talks.

One thing they wish they were good at : He wishes he was a better dueler. James loves being a healer-in-training, but it’s not where he thought he’d end up. He was really planning on being an Auror, and the fact that he failed the entry exam breaks his heart. 

Do they collect chocolate frog cards? : Yes !!

Can they play an instrument? : James can play the oboe. 

Best subject in school : Transfiguration. 

Worst subject in school : Divination. 

Can they cook? : Not very well, but technically yes. 

Nervous ticks? : He bounces. Also brushes his hands through his hair and fiddles with his glasses. 

Allergies? : The absence of love from his friends.

Most valuable possession : His two-way mirror that he and Sirius use.

What animal would they turn into if they were an animagi? : Pfft he’s not an animagus who’s that ? He turns into a stag. Or would, if he could. Which he obviously can’t. 

O.W.L. scores / subjects : Astronomy ( A ) ;; Care of Magical Creatures ( O ) ;; Charms ( E ) ;; Defense Against the Dark Arts ( E ) ;; Divination ( T ) ;; Herbology ( E ) ;; History of Magic ( E ) ;; Muggle Studies ( E ) ;; Potions ( P ) ;; Transfiguration ( O ) ;;

N.E.W.T. scores / subjects : Care of Magical Creatures ( O ) ;; Charms ( E ) ;; Defense Against the Dark Arts ( A ) ;; History of Magic ( E ) ;; Muggle Studies ( O ) ;; Transfiguration ( O )

Can they speak any foreign languages? : James speaks Spanish fluently. And loudly. The Potters often speak Spanish at home, though they cut down on it a little when Sirius moved in so he wouldn’t feel left out or like he was out of place. 

Can they wiggle their ears? : He can !!