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james potter is SUPERBADASSNINJAAWESUM ([info]staghearted) wrote in [info]flippedrpg,
@ 2012-09-16 22:21:00

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Entry tags:ch: knap: james potter, ch: knap: sirius black, p: annalisa, p: veetee

Who: James & Sirius (knap)
What: PADFOOT.
When: Saturday evening, after this (backdated)
Where: a hallway near Omicron's office.
Warnings: TBD, not likely

It had been an emotional rollercoaster of a day, but the sudden and unexpected appearance of Padfoot had wiped every other emotion off the map. James felt like he was flying as he ran back to the castle, everything else forgotten; he had to find Sirius, find Padfoot.

That was a more difficult task than it seemed. James knew that Omicron's rule about violence had his best mate secluded somewhere, but since they weren't on compound at the moment, he had no idea where that would be. After a split second's deliberation, and agonizing that he did not have the Marauder's Map (which would have been so bloody handy at the moment), he ran to Omicron's office and practically pounded the door down, demanding to know where his friend was.

It wasn't that he was objecting to the punishment, or that he wanted to interrupt it; he highly doubted Sirius cared about that at this moment, either. Surely he would be finishing that as quickly as he could, so that he could run around as Padfoot again. Once he'd been given an idea of where Sirius would be when he finished-- a hallway not far away-- he headed for it, and paced impatiently up and down it, waiting for Sirius to come out of one of the classrooms. Merlin, he had not felt this impatient for anything in a very long time.



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[info]_rebelrebel
2012-09-17 07:08 am UTC (link)
Padfoot let out a low whine when he suddenly found himself wrapped up in the embrace of James instead of playing with Prongs. He settled down on top of James as soon as they had finished rolling, panting loudly against James' shoulder. His tail was moving steadily, but somewhat sluggishly now, across James' legs.

As soon as James had finished kissing him, Padfoot licked a long stripe across James' cheek and then let out another heavy huff of breath before resting his head on top of James' shoulder. It was clear that he was sleepy from his run and had no intention of changing back -- or getting off of James -- any time soon.

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[info]staghearted
2012-09-17 07:23 am UTC (link)
James laughed at the slobbery kiss, playfully turning his head away, though he didn't mind it in the slightest. As he'd said at one point, before his Sirius had even arrived in the compound, he'd had a serious lack of Padfoot slobber in his life in the last few years. This reunion was much more like the one he'd expected before he'd found out what had happened to Sirius and Lily, to be tackled and slobbered on, and the fact that it had finally happened-- not just because Sirius was his brother again, but because he'd regained the ability to transform-- was utterly glorious.

He felt warm all over, from the glory of the run, from the dog lying on top of him, and from the sheer amount of love that he had for both Padfoot and the human inside him. When Padfoot had finished kissing him, he turned his head back to press kisses all over his canine face, from his nose to his ears, arms still wrapped tight around him. There was a stick digging slightly into his back, but he didn't care; he had absolutely no interest in moving. "I love you," he said again, scratching Padfoot's ears. "And also, I told you so."

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