Re: Harry/James
"Oy, why did he stay alive for that long? Someone should have killed him just to stop him from talking. He's impossible." He couldn't imagine dealing with that crap, the only reason he kept talking was to get information.
James leaned forward, his hands dangling between his legs. "Dad, you're the only one who was worried about this... you and Snape, but you're both way off. Just because something is cool or I want to know it, it doesn't mean that I'm going to take over the world. Why should I? I have everything I want. Loving family, good friends, amazing husband, fantastic hair, a job I like, more fame that I want or need. I don't get why you two think that taking over the world is suddenly going to be attractive. Sounds like more work than anything else."
He shrugged. "I know he makes it sounds like it's a fault of mine, but the way he talks about killing creeps me out. It's like... like he enjoys the kill. It's personal, he wants to see Voldemort hurt. I don't want to see anyone hurt; I want him gone, but my life isn't about killing him. That's just a job. So no, I don't think that it's about goodness. It's about not making it personal, and it's not personal for me."
He took a deep breath. "I don't even know what to do to make it better. I can do spells that kill. They aren't as lethal or fast, but they are effective. I'm going faster and faster. I've asked Sirius to help me, hex me while I cast the spells. It'll work with the casting two spells at once, defence and attack. As for the Occlumency, I thought we established that you sucked already," he said chuckling.
Very ironic, and yet it made perfect sense. "He is brilliant and knowledgeable, but he's... he hates me. When he insults me, though, he's just like those jealous little boys who lost the game. Of course I always want to turn around and say that it's not my fault that I'm young, gorgeous and perfect, but I'm being good."