Re: log, Hogwarts: Ginny W/James P
[James stretched where he sat, relinquishing the sacrificial treasure of sweets as he then dropped backward into the poof of cushion emblazoned in crimson. He sighed thoughtfully, tearing through his unruly hair with a habitual flat of palm.] I suppose so, yeah. Though—[And here he pretended to be very impressive, lifting his chin some and raising his eyebrows black above square frames.]—not many can become animagi.