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Tweak says, "slippery when dead..."

James Potter (foureyedwonder) wrote in beyondthepages,
@ 2010-03-28 22:18:00

Entry tags:

!complete, 2023 08, james potter, lily evans, lily luna potter, sirius black

RP: ... Welcome Back Potter?
Characters: James Potter, LilyLu, Lily E. Potter; Sirius Black
Time/Date: 28 August 2023, early evening
Location: Godric's Hollow
Warnings/Rating: ANGST
Summary: James isn't really sure what's going on.
Status: Closed, complete-ish

It took James several seconds of blinking before he could piece together what was going on.

One of two things had just happened: either he had just Apparated to a location he had never seen before, likely splinching himself in the process (aaaand quick check to make sure everything vital had come along) or he was never touching Firewhiskey again, because clearly it played havoc with his memory. What had they done last night that had ended him up in some... random house in who knows where (though without any other ideas, he was assuming Hogsmade), without his wand and so-called mates, who had clearly abandoned him in his hour of need. When he got back to school, there would be words. There. Would. Be. Words.

Though maybe that was a slight exaggeration. Just because nothing was familiar, didn't mean that he needed to assume the worst: that they'd broken into some bloke's house in Hogsmade after sneaking into the Hogs Head and sneaking some Firewhiskey. Surely they were more responsible than...

... Right, okay, that was a stupid thought. Of course he should always assume the worst.

Not seeing his mate's anywhere close by, or anyone else for that matter, James decided to count his lucky stars, and starting to ease his way in the direction that he hoped was the exit. He'd find a way back to Hogwarts and hash out the details of what the hell had happened later - right now, he didn't want to be caught breaking in. He had enough black marks that were NOT HIS FAULT to his good name already - he didn't need to add this bizarre occurrence to the list.

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biscuitforblack
2010-03-31 03:51 am UTC (link)

"There's three of them," Sirius shared, eyes widening as he realized just how much weird information he had to share. "Two of 'em are older than me!"

That was the part that just kept weirding him out. He'd been flirting with James' youngest grandkid over breakfast. And didn't feel like anything was strange at all until he had a moment to stop and say to himself, "Wait."

"I haven't snogged any of them," Sirius added, as if that was important. "And you can bunk with me, I s'pose."

Choosing to move right along to the Remus question, Sirius turned to head back into the borrowed room, beckoning for James to follow after as he moved to the bed and snatched up the letter before handing it off to his mate.

"He's come back like us, only seventeen," Sirius explained, eyeing James critically. "Er... you're... we're... you're my James, right? Not some odd one all graduated and doing odd stuff, right?"

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foureyedwonder
2010-03-31 05:28 am UTC (link)

"Three?" he groaned. "All of them his, right? I just had the one before I kicked it?" He joked, because facing the reality of the situation was just too much for him right now. He did not have a son who was old enough to be his father, and two grandkids that were older than him. He couldn't. That didn't make sense. None of this made sense. He was going to wake up any second now.

"God, mate," he groaned, wondering if that was some kind of incest. Though probably not. It wasn't like Sirius was related to any of them. Likely. Unless he had spawned. But again, too weird to think about, even if his mind did keep coming back to it.

Giving the owl a quick once over when it was handed to him, James grinned, planning on surprising Remus with his own owl in short order before he looked back up. "Seventeen?" he frowned. "Well damn, now he'll really be able to hold school over our head. Think he'll make head boy?"

Joke, joke because this whole thing was just too weird to think about.

He looked up from the owl abruptly when Sirius asked if he was his James, making an incredulous face, and scoffed loudly. "Like that's even a question," he said, waving a hand dramatically and offering Sirius a large grin before returning to the owl briefly. "Moony's ours too, even if he came back a year older by accident." He glanced up, raising an eyebrow. "It is only a year for you, isn't it?" Maybe Sirius had come back a year younger. "Come on mate, too much happened in fifth year for me to catch you up to speed."

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biscuitforblack
2010-03-31 06:02 pm UTC (link)

"I'm halfway through sixth year," Sirius declared smugly, taking back the owl and dropping it on the floor beside his bed before flopping over onto the bed. He put his hands behind his head and frowned slightly before pouting. "Bet they'll put me back at the beginning of sixth. Merlin, mate. I could see the end of bloody classes and now they're starting all over again."

He picked up on the need for a few jokes right now and changed his pout into a grin as he gestured to the foot of the bed. "You can have about three inches. Unless you've hit seventeen and can transfigure this into a bunk."

It was a weird concept, not knowing exactly what James and Remus had gone through. This time traveling business had him all out of sorts.

And Peter, too, if he showed up.

That thought sent a dark shadow over Sirius' expression. He imagined James hadn't heard about Peter yet and he didn't know that he was the one to tell him. But who would be better to hear it from?

Hoping to act like nothing was wrong before James could notice, Sirius pulled a smirk back into place. "Bet they'll demote Moony to be in the same year. Or promote us. But I'm sure it'll break his heart to stay at Hogwarts longer and learn more."

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foureyedwonder
2010-04-02 05:05 am UTC (link)

"I know mate, it's bloody torture," he said. "They should give a back-from-the-dead pass. I mean, we graduated in some timeline, right? That means we've already proved we know our stuff. We shouldn't have to prove it again to these youngsters."

He paused, suddenly thoughtful. "Even if it might be fun to teach some of the students a thing or two."

He stared at the three inches of bed that Sirius had left, smirked a bit and moved to crash down onto it. If Sirius didn't move, he'd have been smushed. James'd give him his fair share, obviously, but at the moment he was going to be clear that he was going to need more than three inches of bed space.

"He'll probably ask to be demoted, knowing Moony," James said thoughtfully, pretending like he hadn't just tried to crush his best mate. "Wanting the extra study time to relearn half a century of schooling. Hey, how out of date do you really think we're going to be?"

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biscuitforblack
2010-04-02 02:57 pm UTC (link)

Sirius grinned. That was about the only reason he was excited about trudging through sixth year again. It's be bloody brilliant to have an entire new batch of students to show off to who hadn't seen his brilliance so often that they rolled their eyes and went back to their dinner.

"Well..." Sirius began, attempting to get out of the way.

He didn't make it completely and let out an "Oomph! Prongs!" before scooting over to actually make room for his mate.

Settled, Sirius continued. "I dunno. We'll do all right in Binns' class. at least?"

Ancient history tended not to change too much. Unless someplace got conquered and ordered to re-work everything.

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foureyedwonder
2010-04-04 01:00 am UTC (link)

"I dunno mate, I heard we missed a whole war while we were dead," he said, shifting a bit to get comfortable as Sirius did the same. "Besides, did we ever do well with Binns? I couldn't pay attention half the time to his dronings."

He paused. "You suppose it's still Binns? Not like he can die, but he can come back, right? And if he does come back, suppose he'll still teach or will they fill the spot?"

He waved a hand to dismiss the topic. "Either way, we can't stand for this injustice of bringing us back so far behind. 1 week, and then we must be caught up on all new jinxes and prank ideas, at the very least. We can't be slipping there."

Though he did wonder how long it would really take before they were all caught up on everything. He hoped it wasn't something ridiculous, like months.

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biscuitforblack
2010-04-04 04:07 am UTC (link)

Sirius contemplated Binns and if it would be any more interesting hearing new history that they'd missed out on. He would be interested in all of it, but...

Well.

Binns could make dragons seem dull. He wasn't sure how the ghost of a bloke did it. It took special skills, he supposed.

"I hear one of your grandkids is a prankster," Sirius informed, stretching slightly before settling completely. "And one of them has gone and got our map! We'll have to deal with that."

All in good time.

"I suppose the worst that can happen is being demoted to fifth year. Dunno about you, but I'd rather not go through O.W.L.s again, mate."

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foureyedwonder
2010-04-04 04:45 am UTC (link)

"Only one?" James asked, and then scoffed. "See, mate, if I'd be around, they'd all be far better at this whole thing. None of this goody-goody perfect student nonsense - they must get that all from Lily," though that was a bit of a touchy, angsty subject that he didn't really want to dwell on right now.

So he settled for indignant. "Got our map? Blimey, Pads, that's an injustice that just won't stand. It is clearly labeled as the property of Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs, and I highly doubt that any grandchild of mine can claim that namesake." He rested his hands behind his head. "Clearly, we'll just have to come up with a plan to recover it."

He paused. "Here, I'm assuming that you pointed out to... it... that it was using stolen property, and it refused to surrender the property?"

He was vaguely excited now. This was the sort of stuff that was familiar. Even if it wasn't familiar to be planning on stealing things from his own grandchildren.

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