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Characters: Albus, Hugo, James (II), Lily (II), Rose, Scorpius, OC
Genre(s): Fluff, Humor, Romance
Era: Next Generation
Pairings: Other Pairing
First Published: 2009.02.12
Last Published Chapter: 2013.04.16
Last Updated: 2013.04.16
Favorite Story Of: 1464 users
| ||Advisory: Contains profanity, Strong violence, Scenes of a sexual nature, Substance abuse, Sensitive topic/issue/theme|
|The HPFF Dobby Awards: Winner - Best Villain (2013)|
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2013 DOBBY WINNER - Best Villain *Winner - Kecker Awards - Best Couple
I’m James Sirius Potter. Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. I have girls. I have best mates. I have bad grades (the kitten was fine!). I have a legend. I also have teammates who break the Code, a Seeker trying to overthrow me, a Head Boy sticking his big nose into my business, and Avery. The only girl I’d break the rules for.
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|1||To the Hospital Wing (already)
I should petition Sinatra for that. She hated sports. She’d never let me have it.
It was strawberry and she held it against her red lips for longer than need be. Her checks indented slightly when she sucked on it.
|4||A Midnight Start (with grades)
“Who’s she going to date then, Potter?” He spat out my last name like it was a disease. I had to point out my last name was an attractive one and if it was a disease it would be a beautiful one that made everyone happy and good at Quidditch.
|5||Hogsmeade is for Lovers
He rolled his eyes. “Potter, your antics never cease to amaze me. How you can get women to tolerate your idiocy is beyond me.”
|6||In The Gutter
It was probably the strawberry lotion she always tried to get me to put on. It wasn’t manly enough, though. I’d have to get some Mountain Rush or Ginormous Avalanche or Knife Wound.
|8||Fort Ridiculously Brilliant and Super Wicked
“When did you get put in charge?” Fred asked, obviously offended.
|9||The Tornadoes & Dr. Legace
“Who is good enough for me?”
|10||Hex, Hex, Detention (sucka)
“James, what’re you doing on the floor?” Avery kicked me a little with her high heel.
|11||Liar, Liar, Doc on Fire
They were bright and green and stupid Albus got the pretty eyes in my family. I’d have to yell at Mum for having brown eyes. I bet Avery didn’t think my eyes were pretty and green.
|12||Sunrise on Salmon Patties
“Mum’s been teaching me a few things here or there.” Lily grinned. “But don’t tell anyone. Mum likes to let you think you’re the strongest Potter kid.” She snorted.
|13||The Ramming of Fred Weasley
"You have a friend that’s a girl. I have a friend that’s a girl.”
|14||Allie-poo, Wessy Pessy, and a String Bean
“That nickname might stick,” I wondered out loud.
|15||Preposterous Pink Puddifoots
|16||Scare Tactics (and ants)
|17||Salads (Side of Slytherin)
“Seriously, Edwards, you know how to make people’s lives fantastic. I should give third world countries your number, really.”
|18||Snowballs Bring Out the Honesty
“Snow!” I cried. “Snow! Snow! Snow!”
Some people said the team was falling apart. Others said they wanted to try out after Bink and Meta took each other out. Some were talking about flobberworms. I thought Darwinism got rid of those Puffers already. Apparently not.
|20||The Potter Family Extravaganza of Lurvv
“I guess I should get to Lily’s room.”
|21||Flashes (of Reality)
“Aves, what are you doing?” I said, jumping back.
“Well,” I continued, “she snogged me last night. What do you think I should do about it?”
|23||Wesley's Confidential Internal Issues
"Oh, Jamie, this is so wonderful!”
|24||Eyeball Torture, A Shower, and Purple Silk
I snorted. “You speak your mind, I punch your face. I think it’s a fair exchange,” I said. “We’ll both be hurting.”
|25||Underground Tension (and Squiggles)
Avery was toward the back of the group, laughing at a joke Wesley told. She hadn’t said anything to me since I saw her at the Alumni party. The tension was almost painful. Like cut it with a butter knife painful. Or a stick. Or a really dull pair of those scissors with the funny looking edges so you can cut in squiggles.
“Well, there was hot fudge involved…no, not really, but for the purpose of this story, there will be.”
|27||The Friend Zone
It was partly because of Fred being such an idiot about Abigail, but partly because I wanted to spend time with her. Alone. Without everyone else there.
|28||Not just Broken (Shattered)
"Wear extra padding, Potter. We're gunning for you."
|29||Another Kind of Courage
“Gryffindors,” I said, putting a leg over my broom. “Let’s show them why we get gold instead of yellow.”
|30||Kiss and Tell
Avery had gone to bed early since she was exhausted and I couldn’t wait to see her. It was almost like I had little butterflies in my stomach.
“Yes, because your mop of hair doesn’t give it away.” She rolled her eyes, slipping her gloved hand into my mittens.
|32||The Worst Type of Hypocrite
“Not good,” I mumbled, turning back to Avery. “Nice knowing you.”
|33||Laundry Trouble (and Company)
I was in a pickle. Not just a regular pickle like I can’t remember the answer to a test question. Like an enormous pickle with a side of pickle and pickle to drink.
|34||Language of Gentlemen
“How long did you wait?” I asked, turning to look at them and almost toppling over.
|35||Abigail is a Finches Fan
“World’s biggest Quiddtich buzzkill,” I mumbled. “Maybe we should though. Give Jordan a chance to bloody cool down. You stare too much, mate.”
“So you were sick and contagious and that’s why your team and the two Prefects did not make it to class.” Longbottom’s tone was forceful. Obvious.
“I’m her friend. Besides, she’s a third year.”
|38||Hurting Avery Flynn
I leaned my head against her shoulder. “How do you hurt someone you care about so much?”
“This is the first time you’ve really fallen for a girl.”
I leaned down and took the tiny golden Snitch out of the trunk. “See this?” I said to the group of Seeker candidates. “This is what separates you from being ordinary and being a legend.”
|41||Quit Playing Games (with my Heart)
Avery poked him again. “That’s not your business.”
“I never said love!” I cried. “I don’t love her! I don’t. I dont love anyone.”
|43||Like Father (like son)
I thought for a moment. “That Italian place up the street.”
|44||Back into Ravenclaws
“She fancies me,” Fred said simply.
“James?” He pushed the blond hair out of his vibrant green eyes. He should have changed those. “What are you doing here?”
|46||The Hospital Wing
“Can I ask your advice?”
|47||The Good-Luck Ducks
Bink ran his fingers through his hair. “I definitely asked you out tonight.”
“You want a kiss?” asked Bink from the couch. Several people laughed.
Crafty, crafty woman.
I looked down. “Let’s not talk about after graduation,” I said.
|51||She's the Talent
“Does Wesley know you wear the pants in the relationship?”
|52||You're a Quidditch Player
|53||A Complete and Utter Joke
Stop freaking out, James. Just stop.
I looked around at my team, thoughts centered on how far we had come together. We made it through dive-bomb Hufflepuffs and well-aimed hexes. Through balding experiences, Code-breaking, and things that threatened to break friendships. But we made it.
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