James Sirius Potter (always_potter) wrote in lockewood, @ 2011-12-26 14:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | james sirius potter, scorpius malfoy |
Who: James Sirius & Scorpius
Where: Jamie's cottage
When: Monday, December 26th
What: Recovering from the holidays
Status/Rating: In progress, TBD
James was getting sick of the singing wreath. He really, really was. He didn't care about the stupid woman that apparently sang the way the wreaths were, he just wanted her and the wreaths to die. Die die die.
He'd gotten Scorpius the present he'd asked for...even if it wasn't anything exceptionally huge. You could only make something to build an herb garden so big before you found yourself working on a greenhouse. All the same, it was like a little miniature greenhouse, you could just take the top off to work with the plants or use them. He thought it had turned out pretty nice considering the fact that he'd started out with absolutely no idea what he was doing.
The knock at the door alerted him to someone's being there, so he flicked his wand at the door, opening it. "Come in!" He laughed a little, glancing at Scorpius. "You've got snow in your hair." Which was clearly an intelligent comment and not stating the obvious.