SIR IM GONNA NEED A PART 2 ON JAMES BEING YOUR BESTFRIEND BECAUSE I SWEAR U JUST SENT ME INTO CARDIAC ARREST.
AHAHAHA YOU GOT IT, I THINK ILL DO A LITTLE SHORT PIECE FOR THIS ONE SO YIPEE!!
ALL IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT IS HIS REACTION TO YOU LEAVING!! for example, you have no idea but he’s desperately in love with you, to the point where he can’t STAND the thought of you leaving at all
it’d be a normal day and you’d turn up to the little spot you’d both claimed in some random woods behind your house, he’d missed your call earlier and you never left a voicemail, but he’d be there.
pushing your way through tall bushes and sharp brambles that graze and etch it’s mark in your skin as the sun shines down, setting slowly with the quiet lull of the ending summer. you make your way around the rock you both remarked that looks stupidly like a butt one day, beers in hand and your mind spinning but as you get to the little clearing with a slight decline, the small cave like ending to the path with beers in hand you’d notice he was there. walkman in and humming idly to some song he’d discovered that he was way too excited to show you. you grin, how on earth could he miss your call but still turn up on time?
his smile would be bright as he sees you walk down and he’d take his headphones off, ready to place them on your head as soon as you sat down, but he notices your slight difference in demeanour, he stands with trepidation, he’s no good with this stuff.
“hey…are you alright…? you look like shit.”
you laugh up at him as you place your bag down and crack open a beer without second thought, passing one to him and you beam a smile, your eyes welling up with tears.
“I got in!”
his expression would drop for just a second, the traces of his smile no longer apparent, but he would quickly combat that with wrapping you up in a hug and squeezing you tight, he knew you had been waiting for this a long time but he never expected this time to come, he tried to keep a brave face though, smiling as he let you go and exclaiming
“i knew you could do it, idiot! where to?!”
you’d name somewhere hours away from where you both lived and he would try to keep the atmosphere light and cheerful, exclaiming happily as his insides churned, this time not so teasing
“that’s amazing! i’m so proud of you! you’re not as dumb as i thought, huh?”
you’d giggle and gesture him to sit as you talked enthusiastically about where you were going, what you planned on doing at college/university and he would be genuinely excited for you. but the way he was looking at you had you both emotional, even if you didn’t know he felt just as much as you did, he’d grin trying to be supportive as possible and with a slight sadness in his eyes, his body language soft as hell for once, he’d lean over and brush a stray strand of hair from your face and remark
“well, …who’s going to listen to my shitty record finds now?”
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Harry *storming into the Sallow house, angry and pouty, waving his new glasses around*: I hate getting new glasses! They never get them right the first time. I wish Sirius would let me get that potion to correct my eyesight.
Ominis *sitting comfortably on the sofa while his wand scans some exams*: Oh you poor child. It must be horrible to be unable to see without glasses.
Tom, MC and Sebastian who were sitting around too doing who knows what: *snorting and laughing*
Harry *sheepish*: I'm sorry, Mr. Sallow.
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