characters: James, Teddy
prompt: matches
for: Aebbe
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James watches in fascination as the match in his hands lights up, a small inferno blazing atop the wood. "This is so cool!" he gushes to Louis, waving the match around in an attempt to make the flames burn more.
"What on Earth are you doing?" Teddy asks, bemused, as he wanders into the room - and then he sees them. "Merlin's beard, James, put that down!"
"Huh?" James twists around and nearly drops the match in his haste to frown at Teddy. "Why?"
Grey eyes wide, Teddy draws his wand and extinguishes the flame. "James, it's dangerous. What were you two thinking, playing with matches? You're too young!"
"That's not fair!" James cries, standing up and glaring at his godbrother.
"You want to tell that to your mother?" Teddy asks, an eyebrow raised. "I'm sure she'll be delighted to know you two were playing with matches."
James stomps his foot. "You're no fun at all!"
Teddy sighs. "I'm sorry, guys. But it's too dangerous. I wouldn't do it, and I'm way older."
James huffs and storms off, Louis in tow, in the time-honored fashion of annoyed little kids everywhere. "Whatever."
Clearly, that's the end of that.
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