you have loved, you have lost . . . how could this be happening? JAMES FLEAMONT POTTER ; - - - - - > gryffindor alumnus ; - - - - - > nineteen years old ; - - - - - > pureblood ; - - - - - > healer - in - training ; - - - - - > marauder ; - - - - - > future mr. lily evans ; YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE HIDING FROM. HOW DID LIFE BECOME SUCH A SAD SONG. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE FIGHTING FOR, WHAT YOU CAME HERE FOR, FEELING ALL ALONE. YOU HAVE LOVED, YOU HAVE LOST. HOW COULD THIS BE HAPPENING? ALL ALONE. ON YOUR OWN . . . NOTHING IS MADE TO LAST. THE SUN GOES UP, AND FALLS SO FAST. THE CLOCK LOOKS STILL, STILL THE HOURS PAST. AND ALL THAT TIME IS NEVER COMING BACK . . .
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mssrtoebeans:
“Those are the best kinds of ideas to be opposed to.”
“You make no sense, my dearest Padfoot. Not even a tiny bit of it. Not a shred, not a hair, not a whisper.” He kisses Sirius’ forehead. “But I love you anyway.”
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andromedastella:
Andy gives a soft giggle. “Thank you,” she says, laughing. “She can probably make you and Lily a matching pair if you’d like.”
“Really? That’d be so cute!”
feb. 12th, 1980
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apisremus:
“James, you’re gonna’ get me in trouble.”
“And it will be the highlight of my day.”
14 february 1980 ;;
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lilyebba:
“For it being a total accident, our timing is impeccable.” She nods solemnly. “Of course! I always want presents!”
“Oh yeah, without a doubt. We should start really thinking about baby names. I’ve got a list.” James holds out a box with a flourish. “For you.”
31 January
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“I demand to speak to your manager.”
14 february 1980 ;;
“No, I can’t remake your drink for free if there’s confetti in it. Shop policy.”
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galenollivander:
“I get it mate, I get it.” He laughed. “I mean, I hope your not having the baby. Because if you are, I would have so many questions.”
“Yeah, that’d be weird. But no, it’s Lily. So I’ve got until... end of July to prepare?”
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“Nope, not yet. Sorry, buddy.”
“Can this year be over?”
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“That’s so cute!” James looks close to tears with excitement. Will his kid do things like this? He hopes so. It’s adorable. “It’s very stylish.”
feb. 12th, 1980
“Oh, well, Tonks made this for me – with Ted’s help, of course. It was originally just beads and candy wrappers and little bits and bobs on a string, but Ted put a spell on it so it won’t fall apart or get damaged.” She touched the handmade necklace that hung around her neck and smiled. “It might be my favorite birthday present, ever.”
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“That seems a bit extreme.”
“ Will you quit your whining already? Before I have to come over there and shove a sock in it for you. ”
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“It was your idea.”
For the record, I was opposed from the start.
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“Is that your new roommate?”
I know we’re in the middle of a war. But I wanted one. So I got one. [ the puffskein is balancing on her shoulder ] It’s name is Frump.
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“I’m not having baby fever. Can you have baby fever if you’re having a baby? I mean, I’m not physically having the baby, Lily is, but it’s my kid.”
“These baby shoes are round. Their little tiny meatloaf feet are so tiny, they’re squares.”
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“Yeah! Look at them, they’re ridiculous.”
“These baby shoes are round. Their little tiny meatloaf feet are so tiny, they’re squares.”
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ettootsbrute:
“Oh, tons. You?”
“I am, though questing for pickled beets with Lily was an odd interlude.”
slug club party ;;
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assidua-vigilantia:
“You’re a teenager, ergo you’re a kid.”
“Oh come on, barely.”
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lilyebba:
“Why thank you, kind sir.” She takes his arm with exaggerated grace. “Though I hate to break it to you, but I have made a very thorough inventory of the hors d’oeuvres and there is nothing pickled, and no beets, and certainly no pickled beets.”
“Hey, never doubt my ability to find stuff. I’m incredibly talented, I’ll have you know. And if my girl wants pickled beets, then I shall find her pickled beets.”
veritas: slug club party
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“What about Valentine’s Day?”
“After the new year, the rest of winter is just such a bore.”
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