Writer: Azure K Mello
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 8/?
Words: 389
Rated: R for the "c" word as my mum would say.
Warnings: Angst. I'm sorry to drag the group down!! I'm just having a day where happy writing is beyond me.
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"What is *wrong* with you?" asked Remus. James was twenty minutes late to breakfast. He had slammed open the Great Hall's doors with a face like thunder and slumped into his seat without saying a word.
"Sirius is so angry and upset with me that he is at this very minute vomiting his intestines up upstairs."
"Did you kill his cat?" Remus had no idea what could drive a wedge between his two best friends. They were as tight knit as a well made hat.
"Worse. I kissed him." James dropped his head with a heavy "thunk" onto the table. "I wish I were dead.
"Why did you kiss him?" asked Peter pouring James a cuppa.
"I tripped and fell on his mouth. Why do you think?" he was in that bitter sarcastic mood that scared everyone but Remus and Sirius. "I am such a fucking moron. I wish I was dead."
"You're not the only one." A snide voice behind him could, for once, do nothing to dampen his spirit further. "So what has happened between the Great James Potter and his loyal dog?" asked Lily Evans.
James had always had a rather strained hold on his powers. He had an awful lot of untapped power that if it went unchecked could cause a lot of problems. Each day he trained with Professor Rinwan to assure he could contain his magic strength. Occasionally he lost it if he was tired or upset. A sudden burst of energy pulsed off of his body. A ripple effect occurs and Evans was pushed six feet back by the force. The girl let off a quick surprised shriek. "Sorry," muttered James as he stood, shook his head dejectedly, and left the hall.
"Why do you always have to be such a cunt?" asked Remus of the girl softly. "We get it. You don't like him, you think he's an arse. The message has been received. Could you for once in your life leave off? You can see he's already bleeding so why can't you check the urge to dig about in the wound? Everyone here knows how you feel about him. Back off, you have nothing left to prove." He rushed out of the room quickly followed by Peter who shrugged and grabbed a slice of toast and James' tea for him.
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 8/?
Words: 389
Rated: R for the "c" word as my mum would say.
Warnings: Angst. I'm sorry to drag the group down!! I'm just having a day where happy writing is beyond me.
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"What is *wrong* with you?" asked Remus. James was twenty minutes late to breakfast. He had slammed open the Great Hall's doors with a face like thunder and slumped into his seat without saying a word.
"Sirius is so angry and upset with me that he is at this very minute vomiting his intestines up upstairs."
"Did you kill his cat?" Remus had no idea what could drive a wedge between his two best friends. They were as tight knit as a well made hat.
"Worse. I kissed him." James dropped his head with a heavy "thunk" onto the table. "I wish I were dead.
"Why did you kiss him?" asked Peter pouring James a cuppa.
"I tripped and fell on his mouth. Why do you think?" he was in that bitter sarcastic mood that scared everyone but Remus and Sirius. "I am such a fucking moron. I wish I was dead."
"You're not the only one." A snide voice behind him could, for once, do nothing to dampen his spirit further. "So what has happened between the Great James Potter and his loyal dog?" asked Lily Evans.
James had always had a rather strained hold on his powers. He had an awful lot of untapped power that if it went unchecked could cause a lot of problems. Each day he trained with Professor Rinwan to assure he could contain his magic strength. Occasionally he lost it if he was tired or upset. A sudden burst of energy pulsed off of his body. A ripple effect occurs and Evans was pushed six feet back by the force. The girl let off a quick surprised shriek. "Sorry," muttered James as he stood, shook his head dejectedly, and left the hall.
"Why do you always have to be such a cunt?" asked Remus of the girl softly. "We get it. You don't like him, you think he's an arse. The message has been received. Could you for once in your life leave off? You can see he's already bleeding so why can't you check the urge to dig about in the wound? Everyone here knows how you feel about him. Back off, you have nothing left to prove." He rushed out of the room quickly followed by Peter who shrugged and grabbed a slice of toast and James' tea for him.