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Jesper’s safety being Kaz’s number one priority despite his touch aversion

did i?? did i just finished with all my work so now i have time to write?? what??

(   prongs   )

What wasn’t Petunia’s problem with him? Lily had warned him about her sister’s feelings toward magic and the wizarding world, but now that he’s actually met the woman, James suspects that Petunia could find a way to dislike everything about him, whether it was his magic or his money or his hair or… or worst of all, the idea that he loved her sister.

The thought pulls a seething grimace over his face, and James swallows thickly. “She just wanted one civil dinner, you know?”

He does know —James is aware Sirius must understand Lily’s complicated mess of feelings about her sister better than he ever can,— but it has to be said. It just… “And they were complete assholes,” he agrees. 

Lily deserves better —the best— and as much as it burns him up to admit it, he can’t give it to her. Can’t convince her sister to see how wonderful she is. Couldn’t even sit through one meal with his soon-to-be in-laws without picking a fight.

“Don’t give me ideas,” he sighs, very nearly grinning at the image of Vernon Dursley screeching in fury and betrayal at his own stupid precious vehicle. Merlin, it is tempting to enact that small, petty vengeance on the git. He deserves it and worse.

Lily might be upset, but she didn’t need to know… 

“Or do,” James corrects himself, mind impulsively made up. “Who’s to say the damned thing isn’t due for some serious maintenance, anyhow, right?”

others would admit, sirius had turned into quite a soldier under the Order’s commands: always ready to commit and comply to any need others might have, hardly ever complaining about long watches or taking the burden from injured teammates and superiors. and yet—while he hadn’t missed their old life ( focused as he was in other things, big plans on how the future would be ) sirius felt immediately possessed by a rush of exhilaration, the invincibility of being a teen, and how it was to be no more than a 14-year old kid in that gryffindor dorm, past midnight jumping out of bed and three friends ready to play their part on their biggest plan so far. mischief all over his grin, a spark in the eyes that already delighted on the tantrum his idea would produce. 

❝ oh, how would we know, james? my very-wizardly broom HAS NEVER known of such needs. ❞ he held himself long enough for the phrase to come out in a serious tone before turning to his child-like laughter, the eagerness in his voice as he stood up and started to summon his things from all around the room. 

❝ okey i’m ready, what about—apparating us a couple of blocks away in case dear vernon is still up taking the trash or something? i could do with a quick look around if it comes to an emergency running somehow. ❞ if lily ever told him about where his sister and husband were living these days, he never fully registered the address in his mind. no, side-along apparition seemed the most effective path for this one, aside from a brief consideration about their getaway plan should it come to that ( the invisibility cloak no longer capable of veiling the two of them to perform their duties as it once did, unfortunately )

❝ and how long had those been married by the way? NO, BETTER THAN THAT, please tell me you know anything about how they met each other, i love hearing things that would make any of my bad decisions seem like tiny happy accidents in comparison ❞ his leather jacket on him and a quick look at the mirror to check if his hair was okay, sure—this was all about not being seen, but damned if sirius black wouldn’t make sure to make a dazzling impression if it ever came to being caught.

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