Post by james sirius potter on Feb 18, 2021 22:44:08 GMT -7
if you find yourself in a lion's den
i'll jump right in and pull my pin
December 22, 2025
lily luna potter
lily luna potter
Christmas break. James always recalled this time of year with many happy memories. Getting to see his cousins all in one place at their Grandmother’s house as she made sure they were all fed and clothed in a hand-knitted jumper. James could still never quite figure out how she managed to knit so much for all her grandchildren, though there was probably magic involved. It was still quite the effort he imagined. Fifteen grandchildren. James was the third oldest since Harper was four months older than he was, but he always liked to point out that he was taller. James was a bit tired. Work had been wearing on him though he probably could have worked less. There was something about this slight daze he kept finding himself in the past couple of years that was hard to shake. Honestly, once he’d learned that his father was alright and not dead, he thought he might move past it—and he had a little bit. Of course, he had plenty of emotional support with his family, extended family, and girlfriend, but then the summer arrived, and that took him many steps back.
Still, there wasn’t much else to do but keep walking tall. James always figured it was the right thing to do, keep going, and keep on the path despite its difficulties. So that was what he did, though he still didn’t understand why his father wouldn’t attend Ouroborus meetings. This split had occurred when he had vanished, and now here they were so much later on with no progress on the Purifiers or reconciliation in sight. It was reminiscent of his seventh year and the lack of progress they had made and how they hadn’t prevented the events that had occurred. James walked through the front door of his childhood home. ”Hello?” He called out as he removed his coat and scarf, hanging them on the coat rack that was by the door. He ruffled his hair to remove the snowflakes that clung to the ends of his disheveled hair. It seemed that not even magic could tame it. He didn’t hear a response immediately, so he wondered if anyone was home, but he figured that Lily would be, considering the date. Unless he’d gotten the dates mixed up, it was amazing what one forgot about being out of school two and half years.
Walking into the home, he glanced casually at the family photographs on a side table. The three of them were much younger in this photo, smiling and happy. James was clean-shaven, unlike the stubble across his chin that day. He entered the living room and paused, at least until he spotting bright red hair that he could recognize anywhere. ”There you are.” He spoke, approaching his sister. ”Didn’t you hear me come in?” He asked, a half-grin on his face.
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