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ruggedpotter (ruggedpotter) wrote in flippedrpg,
@ 2012-10-25 18:44:00

Entry tags:

! narrative, ch: love: james potter, ch: squib: peter pettigrew, p: annalisa, p: ashton

WHO: James Potter^love and Peter Pettigrew^baby
WHEN: Thursday evening
WHERE: Cemetary
WHAT: Honoring the holiday
RATING: TBD

James had been avoiding the cemetery since they got to this world. He didn't know whose grave he would see, and he wasn't sure he wanted to know. But as the day got closer and closer, and James thought more about his wife's death and his death in other worlds, and death in general, he had a thought. Death wasn't anything to fear. Everyone died, whether at a young age or when they were older. That got him thinking about his parents. They were old when he was born. Too old to have a child, but luckily, they were alive long enough to see Harry born, which was all they'd ever wanted in the first place.

It had been a long time since James had visited his parents' graves, so he kissed Lily on the cheek and set out to the cemetery, needing to be alone with them for a little while. It wasn't long before he found them. His mum and dad, right there in front of him. "Hey guys," he said, not really knowing what to say at all. "It's been a long time."

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rattingdidnt
2012-10-27 08:03 pm UTC (link)

"They know I'm not like their Wormtail," Peter said, as patiently as he could. "It's just that since their Peter betrayed them, they don't want any Peter around anymore. I remind them of their own Peter even though they know I'm not the same. Maybe it even hurts more to know that they could have gotten a Peter who was like me and then their whole lives would have been different." He gave James a slight smile. "It's you and the others who are trying to make them accept me that are the most stuck on the way you think, I think."

He could see everyone's point of view, and it was really this particular viewpoint (the one that James held) that seemed the most off. It was a nice fantasy, having all the Marauders running together and getting along perfectly all the time here on compound, but with the way the Marauders had broken apart in so many worlds, he didn't think that was really going to happen. He shrugged. "We're not in school anymore. Things don't have to be the same way they were back then."

Considering the question, he leaned against the angel statue at the end of the row and lifted a hand, absentmindedly ruffling his hair. "My world is, well. There's a squib epidemic, lots of kids being born from magical families without magic. The Ministry puts a lot of pressure on people to get married and have kids, to keep magic from dying out. We have some political issues, but there isn't any war... not in our lifetimes, anyway. We did have the war against Grindelwald."

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