β rather intriguing. "
james was slightly more educated in the world of muggles ; one of his grandfather's was obsessed with them and his father's mother was a muggle-born herself.
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james turned his head slightly.
" so are your parents muggles? just aristocratic mugglesβ it's interesting you know, when there's a cross over between worlds. anne boleyn was a lady of high birth and studied here before becoming queen. it's all β
he laughed a little and shook his head. he knew boys like james from back home, the boys who had a superiority complex over just about everyone they came into contact with.
βWell, most people here donβt know what my titles mean, thankfully itβs irrelevant to them.β
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β gryffindor. prefect.
magical creatures
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siast. bit of a nerd.
softhearted. goofy. β
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" i will miss it one dayβ when i am long gone from here, on extraordinary adventures and seeing the world . . . maybe then i'll look back and crave this mediocrity. but, for now, i shall be moody and loathesome. "
james took a swig from a flask β
he clears his throat, and pushes off the wall.
βyou could always give those to uncle ron, pretend theyβre from dad,β he grins, βmake it a christmas gift.β
β hidden within his jean pocket. a strong stench of firewhiskey followed, with james scrunching his face ever so slightly.
" jeeze, it's strong, " he complained, " but best to start early. "
" how about you give dad the quidditch tickets? i think he'll appreciate them more β
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james would absolutely say that.
albus sulks all the time, whereas james deals with his problems head on: with lots of firewhiskey and partying.
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james squinted his eyes, confused . . . on the quidditch team? but, james was a seekerβ surely he would recognise jasper.
" ahem, well β shit. sorry for being oblivious to you, i guess. we'll definitely have to get to know each other, " he said, β
β iβm in gryffindor and i play on the quidditch team as a chaser. i guess that I donβt really stand out. β
he allows james to lead the way .
β i like to read too. i spend a lot of time in the library. β
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" oh, yeahβ yeah, " he chuckled, arm wrapping round his cousin.
" let's a get a fire whiskey. i know a guy, " james said, leading his cousin away.
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" it is a big deal if the son of harry potter says it is, " james retorted, with a cockiness flowing through his tone.
" well, at least you don't have to put up with that anymore. "
βToff, Lord Snootyβ¦champagne Charlie, that was before they learn my name was William.β he said, dropping his bag from his shoulder as they walked. βItβs not a big deal.β
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" what've you been called in the past? nothing bad, i hope . . . and, if it is bad, let me know who called you it and i'll sort them right out! "
james continued manoeuvring his way throughout hogwarts.
βbonehead doesnβt sound so bad. it sounds better than what Iβve been called in the past.β he laughed a little as he made his way down the steps behind him.
βthat would be truly terrible,β he admitted, shaking his head.
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" posh boy is better than bonehead, " he said, skirking.
" besides, it might be nice for you to have a nickname. perhaps people will start to know who you are, " james teased.
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" yeah, i'm sureβ i can't recall ever really speaking to you . . . and, if you think i'm cute, i might as well get to know ya, " james said, taking the boy by his arm and moving towards the door.
" c'mon, let's go. "