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Something In The Way He Moves
When I describe his looks I normally just say he looks like James Potter, gorgeous sex god of Gryffindor.
When A Man Can't Back Down
My Stupid Mouth
“What in the world?” I said, and then I saw James being lowered from the ceiling on a rope and heard him mutter the sonorus spell.
Noise and Kisses
“Seriously James, a 5th year Slytherin, you have got to be desperate,” I say, I mean come on two years younger and a wearer of green and silver. He just glared at me in response.
Into the Fire
Seriously I didn't mean to really hurt the bloke, but I just couldn't control myself. We already know I don't do well when my anger is pent up or when I am in a rage. So when asked later what I was thinking, I would simply say that I wasn't, all I saw in that moment was red.
“Well it was the first weekend in October,” and I stopped and gasped putting my hands over my mouth as my eyes went wide because I realized what day it was. I couldn't believe that I had forgotten something so important. No wonder he was so peeved at me
Disregard the Past Few Days
That was the first time I saw that smile, but it would soon become my favorite expression that he made, because it was my smile, a smile he reserved only for me.
The Calm Before the Storm
“Well that worry is understandable, I have heard that James Potter withdrawals are some of the worst people go through. Luckily I never have to deal with them though,” he said and I lifted my head off of him and gave him the you-so-did-not-just-say-that look.
Ghost of a Good Thing
I walked over to the chair and picked up a blanket from the couch putting it over him. I sat in front of the chair and took a hold of his hand letting out a sigh.
Cut Me in Two
“Why is James the most important person to you?” He asked me.
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