james potter (mrlilyevans) wrote in fideliusrpg, @ 2011-06-26 10:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | james potter, peter pettigrew, sirius black |
Who: James and Sirius, Peter later on
What: drinking and talking - and later, kidnapping!
When: Saturday night [backdated]
Where: a place with drinks
Warnings: hilarity, with a chance of broodiness
Status: Incomplete
Liquor was really not James's favorite thing in the world. He'd forgone it entirely during the war, for fear of losing his life or a limb to inebriation if he was surprised by Death Eaters. He'd said he would be among the first to break out the champagne when the war was over; the reality of it had been a bit more sober than that, but he had allowed himself to do slightly crazier things since. He had more responsibilities now, of course - a wife and two kids - but that didn't stop him from making time for his friends. And this, well: Sirius seemed broody and Peter needed out of his house. If that wasn't a time for James to prioritize being a friend for a night, he didn't know what was.
They were a few drinks in already, and James was all the sillier for it, laughing his head off and performing goofy little tricks with his glass when it was empty. Well, he'd started doing it when the glass was empty, right now there was scotch in it, and he was balancing it on his shoulder, tilting his head to keep it there with the cool rim of the glass pressed into the side of his neck. It grew dangerous when he started laughing again, but he managed to grab the glass before it fell.
"Still got the old Quidditch reflexes," he said, lifting his glass in toast to Sirius. "You know, we should play sometime." He clinked his glass against his friend's, and lifted it to his mouth for a drink. "We could fly Pete out of his house, tossing him back and forth between the two of us like a Quaffle." While drunk. Excellent idea.