Can I just roll around in the absolute awesomeness of this fic for a while? And do you know just how much I love James here? Obscenely. Obscenely.
See, pretty: This is Harry's son, with his black eye faded to the colour of a rotting apple and the buttons missing off his shirt.
And delicious: "You. Can. Fuck. Me," says James, as if talking to an idiot, head tilting from side to side with each word. "I'd let you."
And adorable: It’s fiercely said, as if James is expecting Teddy to laugh at him for it
And pantless monks always deserve some love... "I'm right, aren't I?" says James. "You're thinking right now about how you're going to run away to a monastery and become a monk, aren't you? You know they don't wear underwear, don't you?"
So yes. I love him. Just in case that wasn't clear. And the ending. Cheeky thing, you, making me think about Draco saying obscenely bad things to James Jr. Love. But not quite as much as I love you, because you win at fantasticness.
See, pretty:
This is Harry's son, with his black eye faded to the colour of a rotting apple and the buttons missing off his shirt.
And delicious:
"You. Can. Fuck. Me," says James, as if talking to an idiot, head tilting from side to side with each word. "I'd let you."
And adorable:
It’s fiercely said, as if James is expecting Teddy to laugh at him for it
And pantless monks always deserve some love...
"I'm right, aren't I?" says James. "You're thinking right now about how you're going to run away to a monastery and become a monk, aren't you? You know they don't wear underwear, don't you?"
So yes. I love him. Just in case that wasn't clear. And the ending. Cheeky thing, you, making me think about Draco saying obscenely bad things to James Jr. Love. But not quite as much as I love you, because you win at fantasticness.
♥