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Prompt 23 - First Birthday

@wolfstarmicrofic January 23, word count 829

Remus’s birthday was fast approaching. It would be the first of his small group of friends that he’d be celebrating, as he’d been in the shrieking shack on Sirius’s birthday and missed the celebrations. But for his birthday the moon would barely be a sliver in the sky, so he could celebrate all he wanted.

James had promised him a cake. He’d asked his mum to bake and send one just for Remus, in his favourite flavour, chocolate, of course. Remus couldn’t wait. 

The day arrived, and while he still had to go to class, he didn’t mind so much as he had Transfiguration, Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts, all of which he was quite good at, and no potions. So far, it was a pretty good birthday.  

“Happy Birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, our dear Remus. Happy birthday to you,” Sirius, James and Peter chorused around him after they’d dragged him up to their dorm room and sat him on a cushion on the floor. James had a massive chocolate cake in his hands that he shoved in Remus’s face so he could blow out the candles. Sirius cut them big slices, and they balanced the plates on their laps while they dug in messily with their fingers. 

Once they were finished and had cleaned up, Sirius plonked himself down in Remus’s lap. It had taken Remus a while to get used to how touchy-feely Sirius was. James had told him he thought it was because Sirius was a bit touch-starved and was overcompensating, now that he’d figured out he could hug people. He basically draped himself over James any chance he got, sometimes in class. So Remus had made the effort not to tense up every time Sirius touched him, mainly for Sirius’s sake, but also because he secretly craved the light touches. For too long, the only person who’d hugged him or touched him was his mum. 

“I’ve got you a present,” Sirius beamed at him as he summoned a box from under his bed. Remus took it off him and awkwardly balanced it on Sirius’s lap, lifting the lid to reveal a whole collection of wizarding sweets. 

“Wow, Sirius, thank you,” He grinned, his hands already opening a chocolate frog box.

“Glad you liked it,” Sirius told him, wiggling in his lap so he could rest his head on Remus’s shoulder. Remus found it oddly comforting having Sirius’s weight on him. But all that went away when James shoved Sirius aside and dumped a box of Dr Filibuster's Fabulous Wet-Start, No-Heat Fireworks into his lap. 

“Wow, these are amazing, thank you, James,” Remus said, brushing his fingers over the image on the box. They’d find a good use for these over the next few weeks, he bet. Peter shuffled forward and held out a lumpy package wrapped in brown paper. 

“Mum made this for you,” He mumbled, and Remus tore off the paper. It was a brown jumper with an intricate cable pattern on the front and around the cuffs. 

“Wow, Pete, this is, this is, wow, I love it,” He told Peter, pulling his robes off so he could put the jumper on. 

He hugged himself, appreciating the soft wool and the warmth it brought him.

“Do you really?” Peter asked in surprise. 

“Yeah, I really do. Tell your mum thank you, will ya?” Peter nodded profusely. Sirius dumped the fireworks on the floor and took his place back on Remus’s lap. 

“Godrics beard, that jumper is soft,” He nuzzled into Remus, knocking him over as he tried to feel all the jumper at once. 

“Get off you nutter.” Remus laughed as Sirius started tickling him. 

“Hey, Pete, why didn’t I get one of these for my birthday?” Sirius asked in mock outrage. Peter turned bright red. 

“Er, erm, er…” He spluttered. “I can ask Mum if she’ll make you one too?” 

“Aww, would you? Such a treasure. For now, I’ll just steal Remus’s,” He declared as he tried to get inside it with Remus still wearing it. 

“Will you get off? James!” Remus called out for help and James dragged Sirius out, threw him on his bed and rolled him up in his duvet. Problem solved. Remus dug around his box of sweets and pulled out some peppermint imps and chewed on them while James told the story of the time his dad tried to sew his mum's favourite dress back together after they’d accidentally ripped it, and he’d sewn it to his robes and had to wait for his mum to get back to help so they didn’t ruin the dress further. 

Remus went to sit next to the slightly disgruntled-looking Sirius and fed him Fizzing Whizzbees to cheer him up. 

When he got into bed that night, it was with a smile on his face. He’d loved every second of his birthday and couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have friends like he did. 

[jaylienpotter]

I'll be offline for the next few days. Spending the weekend out to celebrate New Years! 🎉

So here's the Marauders holidays headcanons requested by Anon on my tree! Before it's January lol.

James

He LOOOOVES the holidays. So much. Christmas is probably his favourite day of the year. Along with his birthday. Family - and friends, since the Potters kidnap take in all the unfortunate kids - gathering together? Celebrating together? Giving gifts? James is in heaven.

He wouldn't shut up when he found out about Santa's reindeer, either, calling himself Rudolph's distant cousin.

Although he likes receiving gifts, he lives for giving them. And he's amazing at choosing too, you'll always get something big yet meaningful. He'd propose to play secret santa every year but he prefers giving all his friends something instead.

His favourite season is summer and he hates cold, but snow? Snow is an exception. It doesn't matter how old he is, if he sees snow, he will point to it and jump excitedly before running outside (and probably catch a cold).

Sirius

He used to dislike Christmas, or at least not care for it. It was nothing but a facade of pureblood gatherings and fake smiles, behaving like the heir of a family he hated. And there was nearly always some family drama (that part Sirius enjoyed). Him and Reg used to place bets on who would be the first family member to start a fight. It was often Sirius.

When he moved to the Potters, Christmas became a family holiday. A family that wasn't his blood but loved him much more. A family that chose to have him be a part of theirs, even if he wasn't perfect. Even if he was unstable. He didn't dread the holidays anymore.

He isn't as excited as James, but it's close. He loves cooking cookies with Effie, he wasn't allowed to cook in the Black Mannor, as it was seen as a low class activity. Secretly, his favourite part now is receiving gifts. See how others thought of him. Loved him. Especially his new family.

Remus

He enjoys the quiet holidays, not a fan of the parties and loudness. Malls are avoided. People are avoided. He'd much rather sit in an armchair by the fire, curled up with a book. Sip tea. Drink hot chocolate. Listen to the rain. It's calm, peaceful. He never had big Christmas celebrations, it's always been just him and his parents - helping his mom in the kitchen, getting a few humble gifts and watching a movie together if they were lucky. It was perfect.

And of course, the amount of chocolates! When people don't know what give you for Christmas, what to they usually go for? Chocolate. And there's so many different available types during this time! Yep, Lupin enjoyed this festive season.

Except the fact that everything became Christmas-themed. All the songs that play anywhere. Any type of decoration. Fake plastic trees everywhere. But oh well.

Once he hit Sirius in the head with a book because he called his - NORMAL, non-christmas sweater - an "ugly sweater".

Peter

He really likes Christmas, not obsessively like Prongs buuuut he's one of those people that start decorating their house on the November 1st, right after Halloween. His home always has a big tree, fully decorated. Every room smells of baked goods. He decorates gingerbread houses, bakes traditional cakes, makes sugar cookies... It's fun, it's calming, it's delicious!

Poor Pete always gets sick around this time of the year, sensitive to the change of temperature. He will complain about it. Sometimes he's not even sick, but he enjoys being babied and taken care of.

If there's snow, he'll for sure make snow angels and try to make a snowman with his friends, enchanting it afterwards to give it life for a few hours or days until it inevitably melts. And if his friends start a snowball fight... he hides behind a wall of snow or a tree and shoots blindly. He never won the game.

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𓍢ִ໋❀⋆☼ how i perceive jily (christmas version)𓍢ִ໋❀⋆☼

happy birthday nooters!! hope you enjoy<3 @everwalldigan

⋆𖤓⋆ james fleamont potter:

- he/him

- pansexual

- aries

˚✿˖ lily josephine evans:

- she/her

- bisexual

- capricorn

˚𓍢ִ໋❀⋆☼

lily and james would always host christmas at their place, they’d make sure they were stocked up on snacks, drinks, hot chocolate, and blankets.

every year, on christmas eve, they would always have new pyjamas waiting for the others to change into, they were always christmas themed. they would always watch christmas films, play christmas games, talk about their time at hogwarts and share new life goals. by the end of the night, everyone would be sat in the living room, by the fire, all cozy in their christmas pjs, hot chocolate and biscuit in hand, talking about anything and everything.

on christmas day, everyone would wake up with presents and stockings filled, and everyone will sit around the fireplace in the morning opening their gifts from one another. once all the gift openings were done, james and lily would go and prepare food with effie, they’d make all kinds of food (mostly party food) so they can have at least one thing that everyone likes on the table. lily and effie would make gingerbread cookies every year, and sometimes even have competitions on who can make the most gingerbread.

james loves decorating all the cakes and cookies, he’d wait around and watch lily and effie make everything and as soon as they were done with one thing, he’d immediately go and get ready to decorate it. they would never have a christmas dinner on christmas day, instead, they’d have it on the 26th, so it’s friends only + effie and monty, and they can have christmas dinner as a family.

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james would always know what to get lily, he’d plan everything MONTHS AND MONTHS before christmas. if lily said she liked a scarf once in a passing comment, james will go home, write it down, and then get it for her. lily would be shocked that james remembered she said she liked something one time. he would always get their friends something that mattered to them and they will keep that forever, like the one time he brought sirius his first pair of docs, and he didn’t want new ones until james forced him to because the shoes were falling apart or the time he got marlene a moth ring, and she has never taken it off since, because rings are their favourite jewellery piece and moths are her favourite animal. he remembers the littlest things about his friends and buys them these things in gift form.

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lily is a maker, she writes, draws, paints, makes everything and anything. she will spend weeks and months making something for all her friends. she once took three months to paint mary’s favourite flower, and took weeks making dorcas a jewellery stand. she has bound countless books for her friends (most of them being for remus), where she paints the covers and pages to match the books, she would also make matching bookmarks and annotating bags for those who like to annotate their books. she has made james many glasses cases, each one having some sort of deer on it as she knows that prongs means so much to him, which makes james fall more and more in love with her (like he isn’t already deeply in love with her anyway).

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what the characters of gen1 and gen2 be interested in? (similar to how you did in an ask with gen3, and sorry if that was asked already)

Tony likes David Hume, Charlemagne, the Primal Scream album Vanishing Point, potatoes, muesli, breakfast in general, Matmos, Talking Heads, DAT Politics, DJ Yoda, Idlewild, The West Wing, Big Train, Spaced, Jack Lemmon, Humphrey Bogart, Steve McQueen, Rita Hayworth.

Michelle likes One Tree Hill, Scrubs, Extreme Makeover: The home edition, Mean Girls, Emperors New Groove, Last Seduction, Peaches, Eminem, Stevie Nicks, and Jimmy Choos.

Sid likes Napoleon Dynamite, Get Rich or Die Tryin', Splash!, and fizzy caffeine drinks.

Cassie is like Grace. She has a whole list of favorites: boys on swings, girls on skateboards, babies in high chairs, pharmaceutical medicine wrappers, people in hats with big eyebrows, and people in hats with big eyebrows and big mustaches, water caught in spider’s webs, wearing all her clothes at once, people who don’t smile- EVER, people who smile, hair that goes on and on, food, love heart sweets, making food sculptures, her little brother Reuben, boys who wear glasses, cats, looking at the starts, traveling, David Bowie, The Cure, Bright Eyes, Death Cab for Cutie, Emmy the Great, Joanna Newsom, Hot Chip, Six Feet Under, The Mighty Boosh, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Louise Brooks, Clara Bow, Buster Keaton, Kitchen by Banana Yoshimoto, reading really big books with really big words and holding them up to her face so that nobody can see her, little kids, charities and charity shops, colors of the heart (reds and pinks and oranges), making up stories about people, Russian dolls, love....

Chris likes world records, apples, fish, Mr Nyama (who holds the record for eating the most 5 inch apples), love, 1970s emo music, 1980s costume pop music, any music with polyester in the title, the Ataris, ribbon dancing, and pharmaceutical drug wrappers.

Jal likes the following musical dynamics: Dolce, Affectuoso, Rubato, Gioioso. She likes eating chips late at night in time to Gershwin, mash potatoes, the way Maxxie makes music with his feet, the correlation between maths and music, pythagorean triples, and (obviously) the clarinet.

Maxxie likes toast, boys, Arcade Fire, drawing, performing, dancing, the Sistine Chapel, pizza, Johny Depp, Nigel Reo-Coker, Ron from Harry Potter, The Knife, Stevie Wonder, New York, Star Trek: The Next Generation, when people sing along to tunes they don’t know and make the words up as they go along, dancing, drinking, dating, anything else that begins with a d...

Anwar likes Lupe Fiasco, Lethal Bizzle, Spice Girls, money, any movies with Al Pacino or Brianna Banks, porn, women, sex, and drinking,

Moving onto generation 2...

Effy likes 17th century French aristocrat Cecile DeLacroix, the smell of petrol, The Elephant Man, ET, Billie Holiday, hot chocolate, boiled eggs, ham, cheese and  pickled onion sandwiches, and vodka.

Pandora likes caterpillars, hair bands, rubber band balls, Jeremy Kyle, and Trisha.

Thomas likes music (fast, slow, and even terrible music), airplanes, yogurt, the TV show Generations, Christmas, Chinedu Ikedieze and Osita Iheme, the drink Um Bongo.

Cook likes watching clips of football, American Chopper, particularly their beards, Toots and the Maytails, Trojan Reggae, The Shield, Paddy Considine, Danny Dyer, and Princess Diana.

Freddie likes Bob Marley, snakeboarding, hiking, smoking weed, his friends, sitting down, watching, learning, pretty girls, Rage Against the Machine, Battles, DJ Shadow, The Beach Bos, Roots Manuva, the Apprentice, Camel Moore.

JJ likes making models, the Steven Seagal movie with the woman in the cake, doing magic, house makeover shows, Will Ferrell, physics, quantum mechanics.

Katie likes the Bristol Rovers (obviously), smiling, being real, Britney Spears (before her breakdown), Amy Winehouse (after her breakdown), any music she can dance to, Gossip Girl, Footballers Wives, Prison Break, anything with Wentworth Miller in it, Marilyn Monroe, David and Victoria Beckham, and Kanye West.

Emily likes gardening, Blondie, Ditta Von Tease, Jack the Ripper, and Number 5 from the movie Short Circuit.

Naomi likes Barrack Obama, making connections with random strangers, mate tea, fighting injustices, Blondie, Sleater Kinney, Le Tigre, Chromatics, the Dalai Lama.

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Prompt 10 - First Broken Promise

@wolfstarmicrofic January 10, word count 236

“Oh, Remus, how could you?!” Sirius whined. “You promised Remus, you promised me you wouldn’t,” He shook his head in dismay, trying to reel in his emotions. 

“I’m sorry, Sirius, but you were going so long and I couldn’t help it. You should never have left me alone,” Remus protested. Sirius glowered at him. 

“Remus, you’re a grown man, how can you not have the willpower to stop yourself?” He said as he shook the empty tin at Remus, chocolate crumbs bouncing around in the space Sirius’s piece of chocolate cake should have been. 

“Because it’s Effie’s chocolate cake, Sirius! How do you not know better than to leave it within a five-mile vicinity?” Remus huffed back, licking at remnants of the chocolate buttercream off his mouth. It wasn’t the first time Remus had eaten Sirius’s half of one of Effie’s chocolate cakes, but it had been the first time he’d promised not to and Sirius couldn’t believe that of all the promises Remus had ever made him this was the first one he’d broken. 

An idea popped into his head. “I’m going to ask Effie to make another one of her cakes and make sure she puts loads of coconut in it so you won't eat,” He turned and stormed out of the room, leaving Remus with his mouth gaping. He’d never ask Effie to do that to Remus, but Remus clearly didn’t know that.

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Prompt 29 - Climb

@jegulus-microfic October 29, Word count 881

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He couldn’t believe how many compliments Sirius had given him. He had no idea how to react to the praise, so he just nodded and smiled quick little smiles. He’d grabbed James’s hand at some point but couldn’t remember when. All he knew was that he couldn’t let go. He found it strangely calming, that simple touch. He felt confident enough with it to say a few things to his brother, even if they were only one or two-word answers. 

“So where are you living now?” Sirius asked him after returning his sketchbook. He chewed his lip for a moment, knowing what Sirius was really asking. 

“In the Halls. It’s noisy, but…” But it wasn’t Grimmauld Place. He couldn’t go back there. His parents had thrown him out right before uni had started, cancelling all his fees. Luckily, the university had been understanding and let him start his studies and move into his room on the understanding that if he didn’t get the student loan, he would owe them for back payments. It had been the scariest time in his life, but it had all worked out in the end. 

“We loved Halls, didn’t we, Prongs? So many people to prank,” Sirius sighed nostalgically. 

“Yeah, but everyone knew it was us. I think the Prefects were glad to see the back of us,” James laughed. 

“W-w-what about you?” Regulus asked, wincing when he stuttered. Sirius looked at him sadly, remembering what had happened to Regulus at home if he dared to stutter within hearing of their mother. 

“Up until a few weeks ago, I lived here. That was my room,” Sirius said, pointing at a door just visible from the living room. 

“Why did you move out?” Regulus asked, his head filling with too many scenarios about James and his string of lovers and other highly upsetting things. 

“Remus and I got a place together,” Sirius shrugged. Regulus guessed there was more, but Sirius didn't elaborate.

“Hey, Pads, come help me make more tea,” James had stood up while the brothers were talking and started collecting their used cups.

“What, why?” Sirius whined. “Why can’t you do it yourself? It’s only three cups of tea,” James leaned over, his nose almost touching Sirius’s and said very slowly. 

“Mum sent over one of her chocolate cakes,” Sirius was out of his chair and racing towards the kitchen before James could stand up straight. 

“Oi, Prongs, takeaway tonight? Reggie, you're staying.” Sirius said, coming back into the living room with a mouthful of chocolate cake. Regulus was relieved that Sirius had told him he was staying rather than asking if he wanted to. “I’ve put the kettle on,” He told James as he went to sit back down. 

“Great, and now you can get cake for everyone and not just yourself,” James ordered, grabbing Sirius by the back of his shirt and preventing him from sitting. Sirius screwed up his face and mumbled profanity at James as James pushed him into the kitchen. Regulus couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face. He sighed and leaned back, tilting his head into the cushions and closing his eyes. He was exhausted. A lot had happened in the last few hours. 

The front door opened again and a tired-looking, very tall man wandered in, yawning widely, his eyes half shut. He dropped his bag and flung himself across the sofa, his head landing in Regulus’s lap, while his arms wrapped around his waist. Regulus froze. The man froze too. He craned his neck back, staring up into Regulus’s face. 

“You are not Sirius,” He stated. Regulus shook his head. 

“Moony, Regulus. Regulus, Moony,” Sirius introduced them, not seemingly bothered by the fact that Remus was currently sprawled over Regulus. 

“Hi,” Regulus said quietly. 

“Moony's my nickname. You can call me that, or Remus. Whichever you prefer,” Remus told him gently before untangling himself from Regulus and going to greet Sirius. He kissed Sirius on the lips but yanked his head away as soon as they’d made contact and stared at him. 

“It’s in the kitchen,” Sirius said, and then Remus was gone. A groan came from the kitchen a second later and Sirius snorted. 

“Remus loves Effie’s cake more than he loves me,” Regulus now realised that Remus was Sirius's boyfriend. That made a bit more sense. 

“I’m sorry,” He blurted out. “He was on me before I could stop him,” He really hoped Sirius wouldn't be offended and told him to get out. But Sirius shrugged it off.

“It’s fine, don’t worry,” 

Remus and James came back with the tea things and plates of chocolate cake. James sat back with Regulus on the sofa, while Sirius took his chair again. Remus hesitated a second before he chose to climb onto Sirius’s lap, obscuring Sirius until he got himself settled. Grinning down at his large slice of cake. This was the weirdest tea party Regulus had ever been to. 

“So, Chinese for dinner?” James asked, sliding his hand into Regulus’s again. Regulus nodded at him as he took a bite of the chocolate cake James handed him. He let out a groan. 

“It’s the best, right?” Remus said, grinning at him. Regulus had no words, so continued to nod as he took another bite.

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Prompt 16 - Puddle

@jegulus-microfic June 16, Word count 837

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He watched James and his brother run off into the crowd towards the biggest ride at the fun fair. A soft chuckle from Effie reminded him that James had just left him with his parents. At least he had Remus still. He turned his head to check and his brother’s boyfriend was slowly trying to back away unseen. Regulus shot his hand out and grabbed him by the forearm, giving him a warning look, daring him to try and leave him alone with the Potter’s. 

“Effie my darling, I can see a teddy bear with your name on it,” Monty crooned at his wife, linking her arm and walking her away from them. “See you later, boys,” He winked over his shoulder as he and Effie disappeared towards the prize games. Regulus felt a sudden warmth for the elder Mr Potter.  

“What was that Lupin?” Regulus hissed as he turned on Remus, dropping his arm. “You were totally about to abandon me,”

“Hey, they're your in-laws, not mine,” Remus joked at him. Regulus raised an eyebrow. 

“Well, judging how well my brother gets on with James and his parents, my guess is soon you won’t be able to make that claim,” Joking with Remus was quickly becoming one of Regulus’s favourite things to do. “Besides, I thought you were taking me on a date. Not a great start, leaving me to the wolves when we've barely gotten through the entrance.” Remus snorted and rolling his eyes, linked Regulus’s arm much the same way Monty had Effie’s and walked him into the fair.

“So what shall we go on first?” Remus asked, turning his head to look around the place. 

“Waltzers, obviously,” Regulus drawled. Remus, having spotted them, pulled Regulus along to wait in the queue. They sat beside each other in the small space and waited for the operator to come around and check that all the doors were closed before he set them going. Regulus grabbed hold of the wheel in front of him and Remus copied his actions. 

A sudden jerk had Regulus bashing into Remus’s side before the ride started moving. Their car began to slowly turn, gaining speed with each rotation of the floor beneath them. Remus gave Regulus a wicked grin and turned the wheel they were holding, increasing their speed. Regulus accepting the challenge helped spin it too. 

Soon they were spinning faster than any of the other cars and showed no signs of stopping. They spun the wheel as much as they could before the main floor began to slow. Their car refused to stop, and the operator had to grab hold of it and yank it to a stop. Remus flew onto Regulus, pinning him on his seat. They exited and thanked the man as the world around them continued to spin, laughing their heads off. 

“Candy floss,” Remus barked and pointed at a stand. It was Regulus’s turn to grab him and drag him away. The kind lady sticking sticks into the machine and floating candy floss onto them happily added double the amount to the sticks for the smiling pair. Regulus was sure it would spoil their dinner, but at that moment he didn’t care he wanted the sweets. 

He took a bite and savoured the sweet sugar as it dissolved into a puddle on his tongue before he swallowed it. He was about to take a second bite when he saw his brother tear past him. 

“Hi, love!” James called over his shoulder as he chased after Sirius. Regulus tutted at them before releasing a groaning when he saw Effie and Monty making their way towards him and Remus. He plastered a smile on his face and gave them a little wave. 

James’s parents were torturing him on purpose. There was no need to describe the way a chocolate cake oozes in the amount of detail that Monty Potter had. He’d finally been forced to send a message to James begging him to hurry up when Monty had begun to describe how he had slathered the ganache over the cake and spun it under his palate knife to smooth it over the entire cake. He stole a glance at Remus, whose facial expressions screamed with ravenous hunger. 

“Oh, where are those two?” Effie grumbled over the missing boys. She turned to Regulus. “Darling, would you be terribly upset if Monty and I headed back to the house? I need to finish up a few things for dinner, or we won’t eat until midnight,” Effie asked him. He nodded furiously. 

“Of course, Effie. Go ahead. We’ll wait for Sirius and James,” She smiled at him warmly and pecked him on the cheek before bravely moving on to Remus. Regulus had been worried about the woman for a split second as Remus was still glassy-eyed at the thought of the mouthwatering food waiting for them. 

No sooner had the Potters driven off, than James and Sirius came bounding into view, both carrying huge stuffed animals and beaming madly. 

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