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Tweak says, "Everything is so GREEEEEEN!!"

James "Prongs" Potter (_cervus_) wrote in hogwarts_dawn,
@ 2021-06-06 19:41:00

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character: james potter, character: peter pettigrew

RP: Peter & James
Who: Peter & James
What: Friends that fight monsters together..?
Where: Seventh floor corridors
When: 6th June, afternoon

it had been another bright day. Cooler than some of the days before, but still easily warm enough to spend the day outside. James had spent most of his Sunday under the old tree by the lake. The same spot where he and his friends, and later on Lily, had often spent sunny free periods and evenings. Only without the homework, thankfully. Old habits and all that.

Still, he'd fancied a fly before dinner and so had popped inside to grab his broom from Gryffindor tower. James was just on his way there, stepping out from behind a tapestry depicting a particularly disgusting case of splattergroit, when he all but walked straight into Peter.

"Bloody hell. Sorry Wormtail."

Obviously it would be him. He doubted many other people here knew that passageway existed. Still, it wasn't exactly ideal. James hesitated, rocking on his heels for a moment as he searched for something to say.... 'Nice weather we're having' was apparently all his idiot brain could come up with, and he would sooner snog Snape than stoop that low.

James sighed, "Pete, I don't really have-" And then he stopped. There was a noise coming from the far end of the corridor, heavy and low, but repetitive. Like rumbling footsteps. Definitely not a normal corridor type noise, even for Hogwarts.

"Do you hear that?" He asked, some forgotten, Order-ish part of him kicking in so that his wand was suddenly in his hand. Instinctively, James took a few steps closer to Peter so they were shoulder to shoulder, peering down the hallway.

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_cervus_
2021-06-09 11:59 am UTC (link)

"I don't know, Pete," James replied a little hopelessly. "The whole thing came a bit out of the blue for me, you know that. None of it fits in with what I know about you, anyway. Knew about you, I guess. That's why it's all such a mess." A part of James wondered if the guilt of what he had done had made an impact on Peter, and Merlin knew over a decade as a rat couldn't have helped matters. It all seemed so bloody ridiculous that it might even have been funny if it wasn't so terrible.

"It helped that we basically shoved it down everyone's throats seven days a week," he grinned, with a slightly self-deprecating laugh. Still, it had been easy back then. Head Boy, Quidditch Captain, all of that - it belonged to a much simpler time. One when his friends didn't have to 'show him' anything for him to know he could rely on them. James cast Peter another sideways look, words curling on the edge of his tongue before he swallowed them down and satisfied himself with a mute nod.

Merlin, how had they got onto this?

"Exactly. We were kids too, and you can't tell me any of us would have just let Sirius be torn apart like that." James' Father had had to go to quite some lengths to keep his son from barreling over there that very night. "And I do trust Remus," he insisted, doing his very best not to roll his eyes. "I just don't trust Black with Remus. I wouldn't trust Black with a flobberworm." James scowled at his feet, digging his hands a little deeper into his pockets. "And you really don't want me talking to him, anyway. Believe me, he hates me as much as I hate him. We're quite happy on our two way street, thanks."

It did vaguely occur to James that Remus might not be so happy with the street in question, but what could he do? He'd already promised him indifference, even if his current urge to punch a troll was probably not quite filling that brief. Satisfying himself with glowering at a ghost that whipped across their path, James forced himself to unwind a little. "Look, can we just drop it, please? It's killing my troll-buzz."

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p__pettigrew
2021-06-09 06:01 pm UTC (link)

"If it helps, I can't figure out half of what happened and I should know myself." He had justified a lot of things with the fact that they had threatened his family, but he had no idea why he would have ever gotten Voldemort back. He even cut his own hand to do that. It sounded absolutely insane. "I wish I could give you a better answer, but I think I need to just give up trying to come up with a justification or I'll go crazy again."

James and Sirius had been so obvious about everything, extroverts to the extreme. They didn't have to try hard, because they just had that charm that got people to notice them. "You didn't have to do a lot of shoving. People just loved you. McGonagall and Dumbledore had a soft spot and everyone else followed suit."

Peter wanted to argue, but instead he sighed. "We had each other and our families. Who did he have? Still, I'm not saying to become his best mate. I'm not interested in being his best mate either, but if I can ask to be forgiven, I guess I have to be able to forgive, especially if Sirius wants to mend things for him."

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_cervus_
2021-06-09 09:37 pm UTC (link)

James' smile was vague, although not embarrassed. "Not everyone else," he pointed out, half heartedly. There had definitely been a handful who had thought he and the rest of his friends, Sirius especially, had been Grade A arses. It was just his bad luck that a couple of them happened to be stuck in the castle now.

He was glad that the Regulus conversation seemed to be coming to a close. Even if Peter was the only one he felt he could really run his mouth off to, he still got the feeling that it could turn into a 'thing'. James didn't have the patience for yet another 'thing' right now. Merlin knew he had enough going on.

Anyway, it turned out that maybe, possibly, potentially forgiving Peter was a lot easier than the mere idea of rethinking his opinion on Regulus. Perhaps that was what ten years of friendship earned you, even if it did make it even more painful when things went wrong.

"Well, I'll have that chat with Sirius or Remus when if it comes to it," he decided shortly, turning down another corridor. "I doubt Black is losing much sleep over me in the meantime."

Speaking of... they were almost at the research rooms now. James sighed, then stepped back a bit, allowing Peter to take the lead through the door. "Go on, you better go in first. In case the Tosser-in-Chief is there and I accidentally turn him into a piglet or something."

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