Oh mother of mine ¦ James

[Ginevra Molly Potter]

Ginny had been making her way around the party smoozing and boozing appropriately. This is what she had missed quite a bit about these parties; the people. Mixing with her family and friends and extended everyone had been her favourite thing ever since she was little. It gave her such a buzz and glow. Smiling widely, fingers wrapped around the stem of a prosecco she nodded to an older witch, one of her Mum's friends. Apparently Molly had told her herself and Harry were getting on a little better. After the mental note to kill Molly later, Ginny had done her best to fob her off and leave her for dust.

Moving across to the bar, she set the half full glass down and motioned for the bar tender to get her something else. "Firewhiskey please."

Turning to see who had landed beside her, she widened her eyes in surprise, noting that it was her oldest son. "Jamesy, nice to finally see you" Hearing a tumbler be placed on the counter beside her, she reached around for the short glass of Firewhiskey and held it up to her son in mock cheers.

james sirius potter

[james sirius potter]

I wanna feel weightless

and that should be enough

December 24, 2026
Ginevra Molly Potter

The light and bubbly feeling had traveled quickly to his head. James didn’t drink champagne often, and it wasn’t even until he’d tried much with champagne in it at all in recent years. Yas had introduced him to mimosas—which while looking innocent and dainty as they were served in champagne flutes had almost caused James to fall off his barstool at the time. This night he’d drank some Butterbeer, some ale, a glass or two of whiskey with his father, and now he gently held the thin stem of the glass of champagne in his hand. As he recovered from laughing as one of his cousins played yet another prank on Albus, James excused himself to find some water.

Ariadne was chatting with someone, though enjoying herself. The thought made him grin. While his family had readily accepted her, James knew she was far less the social butterfly than he was but seeing her comfortable made him happy. Drinking the entire contents of the glass, James walked up to the bar and placed it there in view of the bartender. ”Hi Mum.” James spoke gently as he gave his mother a big side hug. It felt like long ago she could easily pick him up by the back of his shirt when he was getting too rowdy, and now he towered over her. ”Having fun?” James wondered as the bartender came back around. ”Erm—whiskey as well.” He quickly ordered as he forgot the water he was supposed to drink.

template by vee

[Ginevra Molly Potter]

With a wavering small smile, she continued to watch her oldest son. The fuzzy feeling taking over her own brain wasn't as obvious in him, but Gin still had her suspicions of course. Shifting, she took a small sup from her glass and moved her weight to lean on the bar with her hip, now facing James instead. Contemplating him still, she had similar thoughts going through her mind. Once upon a time she had worried about him growing up okay in the world, and now he was all grown up. Grown over her.

"Yes" With a quiet giggle, she nodded before surveying the room. "It's not bad I guess. Missing Lils still, but..." with a pause she shrugged slightly and let it go. There was nothing that could be helped there. The full moon was the full moon. Even if they felt like they were coming around now more and more often. Nibbling on her lip she began to suppress a growing smile, her gaze had settled on Ariadne chatting in a group.

"She looks like she's having fun too" Pushing her lips together she became more subdued, letting her eyes drift back to her eldest. "She's a good 'un Jamesy"

james sirius potter

[james sirius potter]

I wanna feel weightless

and that should be enough

December 24, 2026
Ginevra Molly Potter

James nodded. While, in a way, his family felt complete, it wasn’t the same without Lily’s energy for Christmas. Al should have felt lucky that their cousins didn’t have the true mastermind present. ”We’ll see her tomorrow.” James assured his mother. He missed his sister. Maybe it was that feeling of everything almost being complete. His father was back, his mother and brother were here as well, and the woman he loved and all under one roof. And as usual, his mother focused on what he’d been focused on earlier. So far, James hadn’t figured out what kind of magic it was—but his mother had a sixth sense that far surpassed any Seer when it came to her children.

In the dimmer lighting, Ariadne seemed to glow. Though that could have been the champagne reaching his brain, James went with the former as an explanation. With a grin and greener than usual eyes, he looked back at his mother. ”I know.” And he’d never let himself forget that. Breaking her heart in the past was one too many. ”It means a lot…that you all accept her.” James admitted, drinking half the whiskey in his glass without realizing it. James still remembered the momentary terror in her eyes at the invitation to join his family for the Holidays that first time and everyone had followed his grandmother’s lead.

template by vee