#it's so funny imagining james as a y/n girlie

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regulus is harry. evan is niall. barty is zayn. remus is louis. sirius is liam. james is y/n.

(pls i’m picturing effie going “im selling you james.” and james just being *heartbroken*)

james just has those big brown doe eyes that every y/n girlie has and regulus has those piercing emerald orbs that harry has ur right

yk what??? i agree with all of this so hard except fo sirius being liam,, idk,,,, that one just doesn't feel right to meeeeeee but idk where he would fit in ,,,, ah!

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Reckless (End)

Summary: The Fast and the Furious AU. You’re an undercover cop with a mission to infiltrate a team of street racers responsible for the theft of millions of dollars worth in electronics. However, you didn’t think you would fall for the leader of the team and your target, Bucky Barnes. Now you must make the decision, will you turn Bucky and his team in order to become an FBI agent you’ve always wanted to be, or throw caution to the wind and continue to fall for a criminal?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: Angst

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: Holy. Shit. It’s been 2 years since I’ve written this and it has finally ended. Inspiration has a funny way of showing up in unexpected places. Unfortunately, I’m unable to write as much as I’d like to because I’m back in school with a whole new set of rules and priorities. So thank you to all those who stuck around and thank you to newcomers who have enjoyed the ride!

Please reblog and/or comment if you enjoyed it.

RECKLESS MASTERLIST

Nat was wheeled back into surgery on a stretcher. The gash on her head was deep enough to receive stitches, and she floated out of consciousness on the way to the hospital. You, Sam, Steve, and Bucky attempted to wait patiently in the waiting room. Steve paced back and forth, chewing on his bottom lip, Sam occupied himself with an old magazine, and Bucky stared you down from across the small area. His jaw was clenched tight, and his foot tapped against the for impatiently. You tried to avert your eyes from him, but every time you glanced at him, guilt consumed more of you.

"James, I'm really sorry about Nat," you couldn't take the silence anymore, and you were trying desperately to make amends. You couldn't stand him being mad at you.

"Are you really sorry about Nat?" Bucky questioned, but you could hear the anger in his tone, "or are you sorry that you got caught being a nark?"

His words stung. "That wasn't my intention, James," You tried to defend yourself.

"Don't call me that. You lost that right when you became Officer Y/L/N," Bucky interrupted you. Your heart dropped and withdrew from the conversation. That was it, you were cut from Bucky's life, and there was no coming back from it.

Sam and Steve looked at you with sad eyes before they returned to what they were doing. The friends you once called family remained loyal to their leader, and it sent a shiver down your spine from the cold shoulder. You were now an outcast. The pit in your stomach grew bigger with guilt. The foundation for the makeshift family was trust and loyalty, and you broke it with one phone call. You didn't want to make the call, but it was the only thing you could do to save Nat. You didn't regret your decision; you just regretted the consequences.

"Mr. Barnes," the doctor came into the waiting room with a small smile on her face. Bucky, Steve, and Sam darted towards her. You lingered in the back to eavesdrop on what she had to say. "Your friend is doing great. No serious injury, other than a few scratches and bruises and a slight concussion. She should be ready to go home soon, though."

"Thank you, doctor. Is it okay if we go see her?" Steve questioned with a sigh of relief. The doctor shook her head and lead the group through the double doors. You trailed behind the group, contemplating on joining them, but you watched as they walked to Nat's room. Steve turned to you with sad eyes, with a small smile on his face. It hurt to look at, but you knew you made the right decision.

You couldn't stand to look at the white walls of the hospital, so you decided to step outside to get some fresh air. The open-air filled your lungs and relaxed your tight muscles from the tense situation. Your mind wandered to your case. Everything pointed to Bucky and the crew, but you couldn't bear to put him in jail. There had to be some way for you to take the heat of them and put on somebody else. It was unethical, but you were willing to do it.

Police sirens drew closer to the hospital, and you knew why they were coming. Before they surrounded the area, you ran back into the hospital. You burst through the double doors and looked through each room until you found the crew.

"Jesus, Y/N, what the hell are you still doing here?" Steve all but screamed.

"No time to explain," you insisted, "you guys need to get out of here,"

Confusion crossed the crew's face before distrust settled. "Why would we believe you now, after you've been lying to us for months," Bucky suspected.

"Bucky, we don't have time for this," you grew frustrated, "In less than 15 minutes, my boss will come through this door and shut this place down looking for you and they will send you to jail,"

"Bucky," Nat softly spoke, "I don't think she's lying about this,"

Bucky's head snapped toward Nat. Her bandage covered her scar, but there was a bruise on her shoulder where her gown had slipped. "You can't be serious, Nat? Before Race Wars, you were so skeptical of her, now you're siding with her. You must have hit your head harder than we thought,"

"Bucky, I know you're feeling betrayed right now, but Y/N wouldn't be risking her job right now to try and save us if she didn't care as much as she does," Nat slowly got on her feet and inched her way to you. She wrapped her arms around you for a tight hug. "Thank you, Y/N," Nat choked out, holding back some emotion, "I don't think I'd be here right now if it weren't for you,"

You were surprised by the embrace, but you gently wrapped your arms around her in return. "Thanks, Nat," you whispered.

"I hate to break up this very sentimental moment," Sam said as Nat, and you broke apart, "but didn't you say that your boss was coming in less than 15 minutes?"

"We're basically sitting ducks here," Steve chimed in, "we need a plan out of here,"

"Leave it to me," you said with a confident smirk.

"Fury!" you called for him, "Fury, I just saw Bucky and his team, they were headed to the roof,"

"Good work, Y/L/N," Fury commended, "They won't get far," He and group of officers ran through the double doors to catch the team.

On their way into the hospital, four nurses in gray scrubs and face masks walked out in confusion. You surveyed the area before walking out of the hospital. Not many officers were in the vicinity, nor were there police cars, marked or unmarked. You didn't encounter any other officers on your way to your vehicle with the four nurses in tow.

"I think this is the end of the line for you guys," you declared.

The nurses took off their masks with a breath. "How did you find these?" Sam asked.

"I don't think you want to know that," you winced. The look of disgust crossed the gang's faces as they were ready to get out of their dirty disguises. You pulled your keys out of your pocket and handed them to Bucky.

"What do you want me to do with those," he questioned.

"It's your 10-second car, you should take it," you simply said.

Bucky reluctantly took the keys from you and whispered, "Thank you." His eyes were soft, with a small shimmer. He was grateful for what you did that it was almost redeemable.

You gave him a small smile, "You guys should really head out before you really get caught,"

"Not so fast," a gruff voice was heard throughout the parking lot. You all turned to see Rumlow, strutting his way over to you. His eye was nearly swollen shut, and his lip still split open from the beating during Race Wars. "I want what's mine, Barnes,"

"We don't owe you shit, Rumlow," Bucky stood between you and Rumlow. Even after your betrayal, he still continued to protect you.

"Bucky, you need to go," you insisted, stepping away from his security, "I can handle this," Bucky started to speak. Still, you commanded him, "Go!"

He let out a disgruntled huff. He ran with the team to your car and drove out of the parking lot.

"Whatcha gonna do now, girly?" Rumlow taunted, "Your team left you, what kind of loyalty is that?"

You put your fists up, ready for a fight. Rumlow lunged forward to grab you, but you dodged and punched him in the ear. He let out a yell in aggravation and tried again, but you went under for a kick in his groin. He winced in pain, taking a knee. You needed to subdue him to get the cuffs on him. You brought your knee back and hit him square in the chin. He fell on his back, knocking him unconscious.  

Quickly, you struggled to roll him on his stomach and placed the cuffs on around his wrists. You grabbed your cell phone to make the call to Fury. "Fury, I got the guy you're looking for,"

"What? You said that Barnes was on the roof," Fury said.

"It wasn't Barnes doing the heists. It was Brock Rumlow," you asserted. The tried to make the lie as convincing as you could for now. Bucky and the gang were off to plant the evidence to make the conviction stick. It was the only way to keep Bucky safe. Nobody could know you were framing somebody for a crime they didn't commit. Nobody could know you did this for a criminal street racer. Nobody could know were in love with James Buchanan Barnes.

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Kismet

Summary: After years of struggling to make it on your own, your life was finally on track-that is—until soul-collector Taeyong comes to derail it. Taeyong decides to give you a second chance at life—with a catch.

Genre: A LITTLE OF EVERYTHING, sci-fi, powers

Warning: Mentions of Death, Language, Alcohol, Sex, this writing in no way represents the members mentioned, all events are fake.

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Part One: The Wedding

Word Count: 2,000

You were afraid that if you looked at the clock again, time would actually reverse itself instead. It was only 8’o clock in the evening, but your cousin’s wedding reception was tiring and you felt the need to finally retire for the night. You sat by yourself and enjoyed the music, tapping your feet to Teenage Dream by Katy Perry, one of your cousin’s favorite jams. You reminisced on the days of when you and Daniela would skip school together to go the beach and jam out to the latest hits.

She was two years older than you and set a bad example, which would later on be explained by your parents and your aunt for days on end. But now, at the beautiful age of 25, she was getting married to the love of her life. She was your favorite cousin and you were going to miss the careless and irresponsible days you shared, but you were happy for her.

“Y/N!” Daniela yelled, snapping you out of your daze.“Are you having a good time?” Daniela asked as she gathered her extravagant wedding dress under her before taking the seat next to you at your table. You looked around and realized that almost everyone was dancing and all of the glasses of champagne were now at least half empty.

“Yes!!” You smiled and nodded enthusiastically.“Oh good. Come on let’s dance!” Daniela insisted.

“Ahhh I’m good, Katy’s not really one of my faves haha” you replied.

“Aish! What do you mean? ITS TEENAGE DREAM” Daniela scolded you and you two burst out laughing. Daniela knew you were picky when it came to pop/dance music and understood why you chose to sit this one out.“Daniela, I’m really gonna miss y-“ you started.

“Ah! Stop, this isn’t a funeral, youre not saying goodbye. Im still gonna be here and we’re still gonna get into trouble. Look, we’ve got plenty more drugs to try” Daniela said with a wink before the two of you started to laugh again.

“Oh my God we’re not THAT bad” you smiled back.“But in all seriousness, Daniela I’m so happy for you, James is a great guy and you two are gonna be so happy.”

Daniela’s smile spread so wide that you feared her eye makeup would stain her cheek.“Thanks girly. Hey, you’re gonna find The right one too ok?” Daniela was ushering words of comfort for she knew you were still hurt by your break up with your ex two weeks ago.Jackson was supposed to be here with you now. You gave her a small smile and looked back at the table.

“Hey, y/n, there’s a guy over there that hasn’t stopped looking at you” Daniela lightly kicked your foot before tilting her head to the left. You quickly glanced in the direction she was pointing too and saw a man in a grey suit standing in the corner. He was ridiculously stunning. His glowing skin was smooth, his hair laid perfectly on his forehead, and his eyes were big, but mysterious.“Who is that?” You asked.

“Hmm I’m not sure, there’s like 500 people at this wedding I kinda lost count” Daniela responded. “he’s probably a friend of James? I’ll ask him!”You looked again, but this time he caught your stare. 

He smiled softly before putting the champagne glass to his lips. He was classy and quiet, but his eyes showed interest or longing, you weren’t sure.It wasn’t until Daniela called your name that you broke the staring contest.

“I’ll be right back okay!! Uncle Pat wants to take pictures” Daniela yelled over the DJ that was making his own announcements.

Daniela pranced her way to the other side of the ballroom, and you were alone once again. You were about to get yourself a glass of water when you turned around and was startled by a man. The same man from the corner of the room.

“Ah Hi.” The man said as he held out a hand.

“Hello.” You said as you shook his hand.

“My name is Taeyong, I-I’m a friend of James” he said with a smile.His smile was soft and he spoke kindly,but you couldn't get your mind off the fact that he was able to cross the ballroom floor full of dancing drunk people to get to you in a matter of 10 seconds.

“Oh. Nice to meet you, I’m Y/N”You replied.

“I know haha, James told me about you, but you’re more beautiful than I imagined” Taeyong was charming and gave off a nice warmth.

“Ahh thank you!!” you blushed.

“So. I see you don’t really like to dance huh?” Taeyong asked as he took the seat next to the one you were once sitting in.You lowered yourself to sit again, realizing that it may have been rude of you to leave.

“Yeahh, I’m not a big fan of pop music. I enjoy watching from the sidelines, and it seems that you like to do that too” you laughed.

Taeyong giggled and it was like music to your ears, his teeth were pearly white. This man was definitely a man of upper class and wealth, you could tell from the way he carried himself and the way he spoke. Oh and not to mention the Rolex watch and flashy ring he donned on his delicate hands. His dark red hair perfectly complimented his dark eyes and sharp eyebrows.

“It’s funny because I’ve hung out with Daniela and James and their other friends before, but I’ve never met you?” You said.

“Ah Yeah..” Taeyong started before fixing his tie and reaching for his glass. “See I’m actually from Korea, James and I have to maintain a long distance friendship. I’m happy I was able to come all the way to New York for his wedding”

“Korea? That’s awesome, what do you do?” You asked.

He smiled, he was happy that you asked.“I’m actually CFO of my father’s company, pretty boring stuff.”A business man, of course.

“Oh that’s cool” you said.

He laughed. “You don’t have to be nice about it, I know it sucks.”

You started laughing too.

“What do you do?” He asked.

“I’m a baker! I have my own bakery here in New York!” You replied, beaming with a prideful smile. It took years of hard work and constantly working two jobs to finally get to where you are. You were proud.

“Oh wow, now that’s exciting” he smiled and looked into your eyes. He was nice, but strange, you thought to yourself.

An acoustic version of Can’t Help Falling in Love started to play when the lights dimmed down to a deep red. Taeyong’s features looked even more gorgeous than they did before. His high cheekbones and sharp jawline were traced by black shadows, but his eyes were still intense and deep. 

He looked to the dance floor then back to you before rising out of his chair. “Please, just one dance before I go.” He said as he held out his hand for you to take.

You looked up at him, mouth slightly parted for protest. You wondered what had gotten into him, why he wanted to dance with you, someone he met only five minutes ago? Why did he plan on leaving after? 

You would’ve said no, but something inside urged you to give in to this interesting man. You weren’t sure if it was the lighting, his aura, or the sorrowful look on his face that made him look a child that just wanted to try one piece of Halloween candy before his mom took the bag away for the night.

You did drink some champagne, but you weren’t drunk.He was moving fast, but he didn’t cross any lines and he was a gentlemen, so you didn’t see anything wrong with it.

You took his hand and he guided you to the dance floor where several couples were already swaying back and forth to the soft tune.

Taeyong gently took your right hand in his left and slowly guided his right hand to your waist before looking down at you to make sure you were comfortable with it. You nodded to give him some reassurance. 

He started to guide your bodies in the same direction and soon you two were swaying gently. Your bodies were far enough from each other, as Taeyong held you where he felt you would be comfortable, but something in you wanted you to be closer. 

You took a small step forward and it was then that you smelled his cologne. He smelled of ginger, fruit, and leather. You looked up at him to make sure he was okay.

He smiled before saying, “I really like this song.”

You smiled, “I like it too, the acoustic version is beautiful, it really encapsulates the words.” 

You could now whisper to each other since it had quieted down a bit from the overachieving DJ yelling over the pop music.

You had to admit, you were a bit flustered. This good looking, and smelling, man held you close and now his breath hit your neck, adding heat to your soft spot.

“Yes, the acoustic version is nice because there’s no unnecessary noise in the background. Sometimes..things need to be stripped away for us to understand it better.” He said. 

You weren’t sure if it was his use of the word stripped, or the new lowness of his voice, or the fact that his breath smelled of mint and alcohol, but for some reason, you needed more. 

Your insides were stirring and his head was lowering further down towards you every time he spoke.

His eyes glistened under the red light and his soft, pink lips were parted slightly. He was intoxicating, and you felt yourself falling towards him even more. 

You were chest to chest now and you wondered if he could feel your heart beating at 180mph. He tilted his head so that his lips were just centimeters from your neck.

“Can I?” He asked and without thinking you immediately nodded. 

He started to lay light kisses on your neck before reaching your lips. He slowly covered your mouth with his. His lips were softer than the pillows you slept on.

 He kissed you gently, but the intensity came in waves. It was as though you had run a 5k and finally drank some cool, crisp water. 

You had no control over your body, you gave him everything he was asking for. It felt wrong. You two had just met and you just broke up with your ex two weeks ago, you shouldn’t have been moving this fast. 

But something about this strange man made you forget everything. He had you in his hands in a matter of minutes. You were in a state of euphoria when he finally lifted his lips from yours. You were out of breath but oh so happy.

The kiss was amazing and you wanted more, but he pulled away from you as the song ended and the usual pop music was put back on. 

He pulled you towards him as the other couples dispersed and everyone started to take over the dance floor again.“You’re mine now” he whispered and said with a smirk. And you realized that something had changed. The sweetness in his eyes had now changed to lust. The look of a lost child he once had had now changed to that of a wolf that found its prey.

You looked confused and was about to ask what he meant when three kids crashed into you and forced you and Taeyong to separate. By the time you steadied yourself, you aw that Taeyong was gone. You looked all over the ballroom, but couldn’t find him.

You’re mine now. Those words echoed throughout your mind. What did he mean? And why did he change? Did he really think a kiss is equivalent to a marriage?

You shuffled through your bag that you placed under the table and found your phone. You needed to distract yourself.

When you unlocked your phone you noticed you had received a text from Daniel just 10 minutes ago.

Y/N, James doesn’t know who that guy is, nobody knows who he is, he’s just here so be careful. I was gonna tell him to leave but I saw you guys dancing. It seemed like you were having a good time. ________________________________________

Hey guys! this is my first ever fan fic/Au, i hope you guys enjoy it! I am always looking for constructive criticism on my writing,so please visit the ask box if youd like to say anything!

[futurewriter2000]

Almost perfect ~ pt. 5

A/N: Okay so I am finished with part 5. Thank God because I am working on this Sirius fic and it’s really good but I can’t find the motivation to finish it so please help a bit. ALSO hope you like this part and enjoy.

WARNING: I haven’t read it through so sorry if some sentances don’t make sense. And yes...Sirius will come soon.

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(REQUESTS ARE CLOSED) xx

So maybe being a Muggle was harder than you thought. You have not obliviated only your coworker’s mind four times for using magic, but also someone’s who is more important.

“ In my defense, he was being a total, irresponsible, selfish son of a bitch.” you defended yourself as Charles kept dragging you through the streets of England. “ He was pushy and bossy.”

“He’s your boss. He’s supposed to be pushy and bossy.” he stopped and turned around, glaring at you. “ This is the fourth Muggle job I got you. I don’t know what else to do.” he huffed and sat on the closest bench he could find, throwing his head into his palms.

“ And I’m thankful for what you did but-but-” you seemed to have lost your words.

“ Can’t keep your piehole shut.” he looked at you and couldn’t help himself but to chuckle a little to his own comment.

“ Yes, exactly. I won’t stand quietly anymore. To anyone.” you spoke fiercely and he stood up, taking your hand and slowly walking backward.

“ Come on.” he gave you a wonderful kind of smile that only made you want to melt.

“ Where?” you quirked an eyebrow but followed him anyway.

“ You’ll see.”

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Oh, you saw alright. You saw an enormous building with many people dressed in robes and funky hats, serious expressions and papers flying everywhere.

He kept standing there like some kind of Greek statue, grinning. “ No.” you simply said and turned around to leave but he grabbed your arm and pulled you back.

“You don’t even know what the job is.” he chuckled and dragged you with him.

“ It probably sucks.” you quickly commented, following him with a frown.

“ Oh, you’d think.” he chuckled again and you found it really annoying by now.

The two of you walked over the whole Ministry of Magic, which was so much bigger than you ever imagined. " So. Many. Wizards." you smiled, watching some wizards running down the hall, others walking slowly with upright posture and judgmental eyed and few wizards in funky clothing, walking with big smiles on their faces.

" And you said no." Charles commented and pulled you into an office. Not just any office but the office of famous Bartemious Crouch, the Head of Department of Magical Law Enforcement. " Mr. Crouch."

" Yes, Charles." he spoke monotone and cold, not even looking up at the man as his eyes were stuck on the stack of papers.

"I have brought you a perfect person for the job." Charles grinned and you eyed him.

Barty glanced up from his paper, to you then to Charles. He fixed his posture and lifted his head high. He stared, observing you from head to toe. "Miss (Y/n) (y/l/n). " he simpered and stood up from his seat.

"Bartemius Crouch Senior." you returned a smile, offering him a hand. "An honor to finally meet you."

" Likewise Miss (y/n). Your father was a great, fascinating man." he smiled widely which seemed odd to both you and Charles. "So, shall we chat."

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"I cannot BELIEVE I got the job!" you jumped around Charles. "Field agent (y/l/n)." you joked around, causing Charles to chuckle beside you.

" You are in the same department as me. You're not a field agent." he continued to chuckle to which you only playfully punched.

"Stop ruining the excitement." you laughed, punching him one more time.

"Hey, I got you the job."

"And thank you, thank you, thank you so much for it." you smiled jumped in his embrace, hugging him tightly.

But it hurt. As much as he thought it wouldn't, it hurt. It hurt James to see you in someone else's arms. It hurt seeing you this happy with someone else and not him.

" We're going to be partners." you smiled and pulled away. You started walking backward, jumpy from the excitement that you didn't even know who you bumped into.

You turned around, ready to apologize but the second your eyes landed on his, your heart jumped to your throat.

Of course. How could you forget that the person you loved, the person who you were supposed to marry and the person who broke your heart and soul, was now working at the same place as you, as an Auror.

"Hey." his voice was quiet yet with a sharp tone.

" James." you nodded before backing away to Charles and taking his hand. James' eyes glanced at your holding hands and before you knew it you were pulling Charles away from James. You were running away from him.

When the two of you got out, Charles let go of your hand and said. " (y/n)." he spoke worriedly.

But you couldn't. Your heart was beating so fast right now. Your chest was overweight by anxiety, your lungs giving up while your knees giving in.

"I'm fine." you panted, feeling the whole storm inside of you calm down. You fixed your posture, looking back at Charles. "I'm fine. Just trauma." you joked around and walked to Charles with a smile.

" (y/n)." he spoke again, this time clearer and holding on to his wrist.

You glanced down and saw a purple-blue print of your grip. You gasped, putting your hand over your mouth. "Oh my God, Charles. I'm so sorry." you took a hold of his hand. "I-I-"

He put his hand under your chin and moved your gaze away from his wrists. Brushing a tear that you didn't know you shed with his finger, he looked deeply into your eyes and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. "What did he do to you?"

You let out another tear, a tear you know knew it was there. "He-uhm-he-" you started to sob a bit, sniffing but trying to keep it together. "He broke me."

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“ How are you feeling?” asked Charles as he continued to watch you eat your favorite flavored ice cream.

“ Better. “ you muffled as you put another spoonful of ice cream in your mouth. “ Can’t believe you took me for an ice cream.” you smiled, licking the spoon and scraping the melted bits of ice cream that was left.

He chuckled the famous chuckle, running his hands through his dense hair and smiling. “ Well, it works, doesn’t it? ”

You bit the plastic pink spoon and kept looking at him, smirking. “ Yeah, but we better not tell Kat or she would kill us both.”

“ Don’t have to tell me twice.”

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“ So...” Kat stared after you explained the whole day to her. “ You didn’t kick him in the balls?”

“ Kat!” you laughed, throwing the pistachio at her head.

“ I’m just saying if I saw my ex, I’d kick him in the balls.” she took the pistachio that hit her head and ate it. “ Hell, if he’d sleep with my best friend I’d cut it off. That way he couldn’t shag and make babies with her.”

You stared at her, not believing what she was saying. But as much as you wanted to be serious right now, you couldn’t help yourself but laugh. “ You’re not serious?”

“ Oh, I’m dead serious. And if you had Charles next to you, you should have snogged him right there, in front of him.” she continued, getting up and pouring herself a cup of tea.

“ And lose my job right there. Yes, I don’t think so.”

“ But would you?” she asked, walking back and placing tea in front of her.

“ Would I kiss Charles?” you quirked an eyebrow at her.

“ Yes.” she said and started to spin the tea bag.” I mean would you want to be with him-”

“ Kat..”

“ I mean just give him a chance-”

“ Kat, I won’t-”

“ He dated my neighbor and she said he’s got a big-”

“Oh my god! Stop!”

“ He’s funny and nice, annoying to me but girls find that attractive.”

“ I can’t believe you’re trying to set me up with your brother.”

“ Why not?”

“ Because it’d be weird and I don’t like him that way. “ you got up from your seat and went to the kitchen, pouring yourself a cup of tea as well. “ It wouldn’t be fair to him when I clearly haven’t moved on from James.”

But if only fairness was the case here. Which wasn’t because the next time you saw James Potter was quicker then anybody expected.

It was a wonderful day and all three of you, Kat, Charles and yourself, decided to go on a trip. Charles kept trying to convince the two of you to go with him to Godric’s Hollow. Both you and Kat had plans but he promised a good time and as much as you hated to admit, you all had a good time.

“ If you dare take (y/n) to that creepy old witch you took me to last year, I will kick your arse.” Kat glared at her brother and wrapped her arm around yours.

“ I’d like to see you try little sis.” Charles laughed and kept walking forwards.

But as all of you passed by a store, your eyes locked with the chest inside of it and you quickly turned around and pulled Kat with you. “ Come on!” you beamed and grabbed Charles arms as well.

“ Noo!” they both groaned in unison and walked after you.

It was an antique shop and as much as you wanted to pass it by, you couldn’t. So many things kept drawing your attention to them and you couldn’t help yourself but think of re-decorating your apartment.

“ What a fancy lamp!” you ran to it and turned it on. Off. On. Off. On. Off.

“ Look at this!” Kat shouted and raised a porcelain doll, making Charles jump behind you. “ I’m going to get you Charlie.” she smiled, in a girly, spooky voice.

“ That is not funny.” Charles spoke seriously, making both of you giggle. “ Throw that away.”

“ Oh look.  An odd clock thingy.” you smiled and walked over, leaving the siblings to bicker about the doll. You bent down and observed the stick to move left and right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left. Right. Left-

“ (y/n)?” you jumped at the mention of your name and turned around.

“ James? What the hell are you doing here?” you asked, backing away from him.

“ I live here.” he replied and kept looking at you.

“ Oh..” you mumbled and turned your eyes away from him for a second.

“ Uhm..how are you?” he asked and you heard yourself snort.

“ Really, James? Again with those questions? I’m fabulous. How are your wife and your kid? Having a happy life are we?” you spoke with arrogance.

His gaze turned into a glare and his smile turned into a frown. “ Yes. Yes, I am. How are you? Still living in the past, pouting and trying to move on from me?” he spoke in the same tone of arrogance as you.

“ Well, soooORY! Guess I should get engaged with Sirius and then sleep with Remus and have a baby with him to be happy like you.” you retorded back.

“ Leave Sirius and Remus out of this!”

“ Oh, did you leave them out of this when you told them to lie for you!”

“ What do you want me to say, huh (y/n)! You want me to say sorry?! Because I did that already! What else did you want me to do!”

“ I want you to prove it.” you replied, lowering your voice.

“ I told you I can beg on my knees for you to forgive me.” he stared at you and you glared back.

“ And here you are. Standing up.” you replied harshly, shutting him up. He didn’t say a word but to just stand there and look at you. “ So? Do you have some knee injury or something?”

“ I will not get on my knees and-and-”

“ And beg for my forgiveness like you said so. Yeah, I know because of guys like you James... they will always choose pride over everything. And girls like Lilly, they will always be cowards and hide.” you spoke harshly, not regretting a single word you said.

Because you were right. You knew she was there, in the shop. You definitely knew she was there and that she kept hearing everything the two of you argued. She was just ashamed of showing her face in front of you and as much as you hated it...you loved it. You loved having that sort of power.

“ You don’t get to speak of my wife like that.” he growled at you.

“ Oh, the wife you married because she got pregnant with your baby. That wife?” you replied and he kept his mouth shut, trying to argue back but you cut him off first. “ If I will ever be so thankful for, James will be that I did n’t get to marry a selfish, arrogant, egotistic, prideful and self-observed prick like you.” you spat out.

“ And if I will ever be so thankful for, (y/n), will be that I didn’t get to marry a childish, petty, spoiled, self-pity bitch like you.” he spat out as well. “ Hope you got some closure.”

You felt yourself full of anger at the moment. You hated yourself for letting a guy like James trigger so much fury inside of you. And the words Kat spoke to you not long ago were the only solution for this situation. So without any more doubt, your fist flew across his face and as he grabbed his nose, you took the opportunity to knee him in the balls.

He let out groans of pain, getting on his knees and crying.

“ Looks like you CAN go on your knees.” you smirked, walking back to your friends as they stared in shock.

Kat’s mouth curved into a wide smile and she kept moving her eyes to Charles. Confused at first, you took the hint and grabbed Charles by the collar, pulling him into a long passionate kiss, hands running through his dense hair as his kept gripping your waist. Kat beside the two of you capt clapping her hands excitedly as the two of you continued with the make out right in front of James eyes. 

Pulling away, you bit his lips and smiled. “ Now, I got closure.”