JAMES POTTER
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Post by JAMES POTTER on Apr 23, 2011 17:37:18 GMT -5
With a smirk, the boy ruffled his hair a bit to make it look presentable - well, presentable in his standards. The last prank was a doozy. James had set a trap for Snivellus Snape to fall into a hole of Devil’s Snare. The idea was great, and the trap was perfectly set… for Slughorn to fall into. Of course Snape followed, giving James a huge laugh. Both Snivellus and the head of his house had fallen into it! Of course, both knew how to get out, but to see their reactions was well worth the trouble. Oh, yes, trouble. James had, once again, earned himself a detention with none other than Slughorn himself. Really, James would have gotten away with the whole thing, had McGonagall not been standing by as James laughed. Though he denied it, James still earned the detention. Thus was the reason as to why James was sitting in the detention halls early in the morning.
Instead of coming up with the reasons as to why Devil’s Snare is not supposed to be used on fellow students, James spent a good majority of the time writing a poem of laughter, and hatred for the Slyth boy. Detentions never bothered James; in fact, he found it to be a third home after all the years he spent there. But, what bothered James was that detentions meant less time with his fellow Mauraders and Lily - who, for some reason, has been acting differently towards James, and Snape. He couldn’t very well put his finger on it, but, over the summer, something changed. James didn’t like it, but he never worried. Never.
“Dear Snivellus, Ugh, dear? Really? I died a bit on the inside writing that. Be happy for that, Snivvy. While I’m sitting in detention, listening to ol’ Slughorn boast about my idea for a trap, and how it could’ve been used differently, I write a poem for you. Don’t flatter yourself, though. It contains my true fillings about you. Care to hear it? Well, you’re going to anyways!
Who is so ugly The ugly run away, Who is so stupid And looks like he decays, Who is so disgusting He keeps vultures at bay? There is only one possible answer, The one I really hate: I can tell you without a doubt The answer is Snivellus Snape!
Wonderful, isn’t it? I figured you would adore it! Enjoy the time you have without me around. It won’t last long! Sincerely, Solemnly swear.”
With that, James folded the paper up for it to be sent later by owl. A shadow overcastted James. Slughorn’s eyes peered down at him with anger, but James grinned up to him. “’Ey ol’ Sluggy, how much longer do I have?” Slughorn hated the nickname, but James found it amusing to see his face twist and turn at the sound of ‘Sluggy’. “Mister Potter. Perhaps, instead of waisting time diddly daddling, you can inform the other student in the detention hall, different ways to AVOID coming here?”
His eyebrow rose. Was old Sluggy being serious? Or was this some sort of trick question? Either way, James knew how to reply. “Sit beside the student, James. That is the ONLY thing to discuss, got that? I’ll be listening.” Slughorn tapped his ear with an index finger just before he turned and sat at his desk. James could only chuckle some and grin. This was too precious.
Grabbing his items, James went and sat beside the other student - a girl he saw hanging around Sirius lately. “Rifka, right?” James asked, trying to remember the girl’s name. Though she was a Slyth, Sirius seemed to’ve taken a liking to her - very, VERY rare - so James would as well. If Sirius trusted her, then James would as well. “To tell you the truth, I have yet to find the answer to that damned question ol’ Sluggy gave me. But! I can show you what to do if you DO want a detention.” He grinned, trusting the Slyth girl based of Sirius’ judgement. “Whattaya say?” He used his trademark grin - the same one that normally got him out of trouble, to get the girl to join in on his joke.
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Post by RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS on Apr 23, 2011 18:24:13 GMT -5
"RIFKA SPIT OUT THAT GUM" said professor mcgonagl yelled out to mcgoogle "i don't wanna" she said a she crossed her arms and saw mcgoogles face went red "RIFKA DETENTION" Rifka's mouth opened wide as she frowned shes never got a dentention before, she crossed her arms and scooted down in her seat.
classes ended as she started to head to where detention was, Rifka waved to a few of her friends as she saw Dru walk towards her "i can't hang out with you right now i got a detention" she said and frowned as he laughed at her "i told mcgoogle i didn't want to throw away my gum" she said as she rolled her eyes and walked away "i'll see you later" she said as she headed down to the potions classroom where slughorn was incharge of dentetion "oh miss capgras" he said as she sat down and crossed her arms and made a noise.
Rifka looked down at her books as she opened them up starting to do homework, minutes has past as she saw James Potter in her face "oh hello" she said "and yes its Rifka" she said with a small smile on her face. "yeah sure why not" she said in reply closing the books and looked at the boy, she sat right up and looked around the room.
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JAMES POTTER
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Post by JAMES POTTER on Apr 23, 2011 18:58:02 GMT -5
“Brilliant.” He grinned more, pulling out one of his books. Sluggy gave him a suspicious look; “It’s homework. After all, I’m in detention. That’s the point of this worthless time, isn’t it? To do my assignments?” His eyebrow rose. Sluggy couldn’t disagree with him at all. Time and time again the professors told James that his job during detention was to work on his class assignments, and to not goof off. Normally they would check James to be sure that he had nothing on him to cause any trouble with - that included his wand. James, at times, didn’t need a wand to really perform certain magic. However, with the teachers checking HIM, he knew where the perfect place to hide his wand was: Right inside his worthless book - Herbology. Sure, he enjoyed learning different ways to paralyze Snivellus, or cause a freakish rash on another Slyth just from a plant, but he still held a dislike for the class. Mainly because he was never allowed to actually TEST the stuff - the professor would never give him permission!
With a flick of his wand, James cause a mass explosion of papers, dust from the curtains, and a few chairs. Everything was flung every different way. Though James wanted to stay for a laugh, he knew that his arse was going to be in detention for a week. Why not enjoy some freedom? After all, a spell like that deserved a reward, didn’t it?
Grabbing his things, he turned to the girl. “Pack up quick and lets run for it!” James grinned, hearing the roar of anger coming from the Professor that still was having issues calming the storm, and mess of a tornado, that James created. “Till tomorrow, Ol’ Sluggy!!!” James booked it out of the class, keeping a slower pace than normal so that the girl could keep up. He could hear the curses coming from Slughorn’s mouth, and that only made him grin all the more. “Poor Chap. I’ll clean up the mess tomorrow. Guaranteed that will be a punishment. Now, Rifka, what shall we do on our detention-free afternoon?”
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Post by RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS on Apr 23, 2011 19:12:38 GMT -5
Rifka laughed for a moment as she was a little confused on what was going on. she thought for a moment "wait what" she said to herself. she had a confused look as the torando tore up his room, she picked up her stuff and ran out after James. "sorry i was confused" she said and giggled as she looked back at the room. and heard slughorn swear "SLUGHORN YOU OWE ME A QURTER" she yelled as she could here him shut up.
rifka ran up the stairs as she didn't want to get cought, she has never skipped out on anything, she may have been slytherin and scared people but she also had a goodside. she closed her eyes and shook the feeling of guilt out of her.
"hm i have no idea how about you show me what you like" she said as she looked over at James with a smile as she threw paper everywhere as she felt rebllious at the same time. she looked over at James with an evil look on her face and the famous slytherin grin on her face "we should cause some more trouble!" she said flaring her arms nearly knocking the boy out "oops sorry" she said and shrugged
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JAMES POTTER
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Post by JAMES POTTER on Apr 23, 2011 19:26:38 GMT -5
James laughed at Rifka’s remark. Rarely did he hear anyone request a quarter in exchange for a swear - it was something grandparents would do to keep their kids, and grandkids mouths clean from the filth of swearing. However, this was a new day in age, and Potter hardly cared whether someone had a saylor’s mouth, or a mouth of a saint.
Watching the paper fly off, James turned them into birds, for mere fun, and because he was able to do so. The moment he saw the girl swing at him, he ducked, causing the paper birds to fly right into the wall and be destroyed into shreds of paper. “’Ey! Watch where you swing! If it’s at Snivvy or some of those other Slyths, then fine. But not at me!” He grinned, a hint of sarcasm was in his voice, “Can’t be seen being knocked down by a girl, ya know? That’ll ruin my image!” Of course he joked. Lily hit him in the arms plenty of times just for being arrogant. There was hardly a chance that Rifka, being her size, would knock him down. A cheap shot would’ve been possible, but not a knock out. “Hm.” James set his hands in the pockets of his slacks. The Slytherin grin didn’t escape his attention for a moment; he knew what house she was in, and that grin only proved to him that she may have belonged there. However, he was willing to give her a shot if Sirius was. “So much trouble to get into, so little time, no?” James’ feet paced fast away from the school. McGonagall was searching for him, and the girl, for what they had done to Sluggy’s office. Of course James wouldn’t really let Rifka get into trouble - she was innocent. Unless the girl proved to just be a Slyth that used some Charm on Sirius; that would be a different story.
“I supposed wandering the castle floors is definitely out of the question.” A spark of interest passed him. He knew what he wanted to do. “Hogsmeade?” He rose a brow to the girl. Lately that village was of high interest to him. Peter was wandering around there. James needed someone to go with to look less suspicious. Plus, it always looked better to have someone with you rather than wandering alone. Especially as a student. “Age, day, yadayada. I’ll take care of it! Of course, if that’s the only concern you have?” James knew the limitations and rules about going to Hogsmeade, but, once again, he didn’t really care to the least. “I’m sure there’s something we can do there.”
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Post by RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS on Apr 23, 2011 19:49:56 GMT -5
Rifka looked around seeing mcgoogle towards them, she grabbed James's arm and pulled him into a secret room. "geeze that was close" she said as she looked around and crossed her arms smiling at him. "yes hogsmeade i love going there!" she yelled alittle, she was young and loud and was proud of it. "sorry" she said blinking a little before leaving, she wanted to make sure mcgoogle was gone before they left "lets get out of here" she said as she peaked outside the room.
Rifka nodded to James as she grinned before running down the stairs and laughs "come along james!" she said as she didn't want him to get into trouble, he was already in trouble when they were in detention.
she made her way out of the school. she looked behind her and saw mcgoogle again. "shes onto us!" she said as she looked behind her nearly tripping in the process, she ran as fast as she could and laugh, shes never had this much fun in ages. she ran past hagrids hut and hid near a tree grabbing james.
moments past as mcgoogle walked off as she waited for the coast to be clear. she walked out and headed towards hogsmeade.
Rifka and James reaches hogsmeade and looked around "so what now?" she said looked at james and blinked, she looke deinto his eyes and smiled. rifka blinked her eyes and made a gooey face before blinking away
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JAMES POTTER
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Post by JAMES POTTER on Apr 23, 2011 20:05:49 GMT -5
McGonagall was one professor James had respect for - her, and Dumbledore both. None of the other’s really gave James much of a chance, nor did they treat him with respect. Lately, however, he could see some disappointment in McGonagall’s expressions when she had to administer more detentions to him than should be necessary. Lately, however, his mind’s been reeling back and forth, thus keeping him up all night, and barely allowed him to even sleep for a few moments.
Feeling the pull, James’ mind was taken out of a daze. “Thanks.” He smiled some, trying to regain his state of mind from before the daze. It wasn’t too hard. McGonagall would find him later in the Common Room, give him a detention, and leave him be to ‘think on his actions.’ Of course, that only gave him more time to come up with different schemes, hexes, and pranks. The more time, the better. Letting the girl drag him around seemed to be enjoyable to her, and rather humorous to him. McGonagall finally gave up, and the two were able to get into Hogsmeade safely. Looking around, James attempted to come up with an idea. “Butter beer? It outta help me get my mind clear to come up with some ideas.” He wanted to get into that room up the stairs. The room he saw many Slytherin’s go up to - as though they were only privileged to go up there, whereas other’s would have to sit and wonder. James was one that sat and wondered. He got Peter to go up there, but was never told why, or how he was accepted when James had been thrown out of the brewery many times before. “Well?” He noticed the gooey face the girl gave him, but didn’t bother thinking much on it. Instead, he held his arm out for the girl to grab, so h could lead her into the brewery.
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Post by RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS on Apr 23, 2011 20:18:38 GMT -5
Rifka looked at James with a smile "well of course lets go get some butterbeer" she looked down at his arm and tried not to swoon over him. she grabbed ahold of his arm and looked at the door.
she let James lead the way as she reached for the door to open it. she look at the group of people and saw a few seats opened "where shall we sit?" she said as she was never picky when it came to sitting. she looked at James and then at the crowd as she watched people leave and look at them. she gave a few people a glare.
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JAMES POTTER
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Post by JAMES POTTER on Apr 23, 2011 20:27:00 GMT -5
Seeing the girl’s reaction to the sight of his arm damn near made him burst into laughter. Not for cruelty, but for the mere fact that a slytherin actually had a swooning look on her face. Most Slyths despised Potter and believe he was a nuisance and an idiot. Yet, he was a third year Slytherin willing to take his arm. “Thought I’d seen it all.” He muttered as the girl took his arm. It was quite a sight, really. Even he would have stared as they walked into the pub. Normally it was Sirius, Potter, Lupin, and Peter that came as a group. However, things weren’t working out that way lately. A fact that nagged at Potter’s mind quite frequently. Catching the glare from the girl out the corner of his eye, James led her to a table just by the stairs. The same stairs James wanted to go up. The same stairs that haunted him every night lately. The same stairs his dear friend once went up, and still has yet to come back. Sure Peter’s body was around, but the true Peter wasn’t. “How about here?” Without a reply, he quickly took a seat. A waitress came over, “The usual, please, just make it two this time. Thanks.” James hardly gave the waitress a look when she walked by. She knew him well enough to know that was all she would hear from him for the time being. “Rifka.” James’s mind was off in the distance, though his eyes focused on the girl sitting in front of him. “Out of curiosity, might you know what’s up those stairs?” He made it sound like some exciting question - like he knew the answer and was going to burst at any second to inform her. Alas, he didn’t know the answer. This was going to be the adventure of the day. He was going to go up the stairs, with, or without, Rifka. He didn’t want her to get in trouble, but his curiosity was killing him, literally. “If not, wanna find out?”
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Post by RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS on Apr 23, 2011 20:34:58 GMT -5
Rifka took a seat acroos from James "yes this is just fine" she said as she looked up the stairs, shes never been up them but, she knew she would get up there due to her house. "no i have no idea what's up there ive never been" she said as she was now curous. she looked around peaking at every intch of the bewer.
she waited a few more mintues before standing up heading for the stairs "lets do this" she said with a huge grin on her face. she looked around and let James go up first. she than followed behind keeping a look out.
the stairs seemed like an eturnity even though there were few, she looked around once more before reaching the top, she peaked in and saw Evan, Bellatrix and a few others. she looked around as it was not much different they had a few things, that downstairs didn't have. she looked at James and was wondering what he was going to do
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JAMES POTTER
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Post by JAMES POTTER on Apr 24, 2011 11:30:30 GMT -5
He felt a bit disappointed that the girl had no idea what was up there. Especially with her status as a Slytherin; he wouldn’t be able to get any other Slyths to tell him what went on up there, but this one, and it so happened to be she didn’t have a clue. Yes, disappointing, but it was also exciting that she was still willing to go on a break in. “Sirius and I watch a lot of spy films.” He grinned, remembering the shows flickering past the television screen hour after hour. There was a time they rolled around in James’ yard pretending to be spies for the Order. He nearly chuckled at the thought, but got back in the right state of mind. “Right!” Adrenaline was kicking in as he followed Rifka up the stairs. He made it look casual, as if she had invited him. Otherwise there would be a load of trouble, and his arse would be kicked out of the Three Broomsticks before he knew it.
James could hear Bellatrix’s voice, even Evan’s - a boy he’s recently found some respect for. Respect? Did he honestly just think that word for a Slytherin? Lack of sleep was really killing him. “Sh.” His finger pressed lightly against his own lips to hush her. He was sure to stay quiet enough so that Rifka would be the only one to hear him. He wanted to hear their conversation - he wanted to see if Peter’s name passed their lips. “Where is that thing at?!” Bellatrix’s voice was scratchy, high pitched, and annoyed with impatience. That much is clear. But who were they waiting for? “What are YOU doing here, Potter?” Uh oh. That voice was familiar. Lucius Malfoy - another pump of a Slyth. “YOU don’t belong here.” The boy’s attention drew to Rifka, a fellow housemate of his. “What makes you think you are allowed to bring filth like this-” He paused for a second looking to James before looking back to Rifka, “Up here. Only privileged are allowed here!” That was enough to get Bellatrix’s attention. James grabbed the door handle to be sure Bellatrix didn’t pull it open and hex the two.
“well now you’ve gone and ruined a beautiful surprise, you prat!” James grinned, pulling Rifka out of the way. He could feel the door being tugged with the effort of two. James let go of the handle and pushed Lucius out of the way - halfway down the stairs to be exact. Grabbing Rifka, James jumped over Lucius with a grin and a hoard of laughter - he fled the pub with the girl, all the way laughing at their idiocity. “That was priceless!”
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Post by RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS on Apr 24, 2011 11:49:17 GMT -5
Rifka kept quite as she saw Malfoy someone she hated, someone who was always so mean to pretty much everyone. she looked at James and then looked down as she let him yell at her. she looked and saw Bellatrix, Bellatrix has been trying to get her to be a death eater ever since she started at hogwarts.
Rifka closed her eyes as she didn't want to get hurt again she put her hands over her eyes to try to block out the sound, this was what happened when Rifka and her mother got attacked. she wasn't paying much attention but she opened her eyes and saw James push Malfoy and grab her, she looked around in fear as she clearly missed something. she looked at James who was laughing.
she looked back at the three broom sticks and then at james. with her huge eyes. "what the crap?" she said as she was still alittle scared at the memory of what she thought was going to happen again "you alright?" she said as she started to look him over.
she shook her head once she was done searching him, "he went flying down them stairs" she said letting out a small laugh and a sigh of relief. "what now?" she said looking back at the pub once more.
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JAMES POTTER
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Post by JAMES POTTER on Apr 24, 2011 12:20:39 GMT -5
James heard of Rifka’s dilemma - she talked to a person that wasn’t really there, and she tried to hide whenever some sort of fight was abrupt. He never heard the reason as to why she did that though. Then again, he never bothered to ask her, or anyone else. James could hear the swearing of the Slytherins that were in there. He didn’t get t hear anything he wanted, nor found the least bit valuable, but to see Malfoy fall down the stairs was a priceless memory. Possibly one of his new favorites. “Accio Silver Arrow!” His broom. He’s had that broom since his first year at Hogwarts, and he wasn’t going to give it up. There were classier ones that were said to be faster than the rest, but James believed it was the rider that mattered, not the style or the fame of the broom. If one can ride a broom just right, then they can fly faster than any other.
“We’re gonna have to get out of here, Riffy.” Already establishing a nickname for her, James grinned. “Why wouldn’t I be alright?” He rose a brow as the girl searched him over. If James WAS hurt, he wouldn’t let anyone know that, but he was quite the opposite at the moment - he was perfect. He laughed even more when Rifka mentioned Malfoy flying down the stairs. The memory was so fresh it was that much more humorous. “Malfoy went down those stairs because I pushed him. Bellatrix went flying onto her rear when I let go of the door. Two priceless memories all within two seconds of each other. If only I could see their faces now.” James held out his hand for silver Arrow. Mounting it, he jerked his head slightly, a sign to tell her to hop on. “Not afraid of flying, are you?” Many students were. He never really understood why anyone could be so afraid of such a thrilling thing. “If so, just hop on and close your eyes. You’ll be alright with me as your captain!”
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Post by RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS on Apr 24, 2011 12:32:14 GMT -5
Rifka shurgged as she looked at the broom for a moment and than hopped on. she was a little bit afraid only because she almost had a near death experence with them, she was at the doctors house on her broom and nearly ran into the house which poped out of nowhere. she looked around for a moment once more as she saw her mother, she looked pretty mad, she yelled out "NOT RIGHT NOW MOTHER, I NEED TO ESCAPE!" she said as she saw her mothers face light up as iot started to laugh, she has not seen her mother laugh in a long time. she laughed with her and than looked at james.
she put her arms around his waist as she took a deep breath, she was ready for the escape, she felt her feet no longer on the ground as she closed her eyes "eep" she said as she felt herself slid alittle she put her head on his back and held on tightly as she wanted to get used to the feeling, of flying.
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JAMES POTTER
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Post by JAMES POTTER on Apr 24, 2011 12:43:24 GMT -5
‘Mother?’ James looked to the same side that Rifka was speaking towards. There was no one there except a few bystanders looking at her as if she were crazy. Perhaps she was? James didn’t mind. Many of the crazy people are actually the best sort to be around. It’s good to let go of reality. Hearing the girl laugh seemed a bit off; no one else was laughing - it was as though she had her own joke going on and no one but her, and her ‘mother’ knew of its details. That didn’t bother him though; many people looked at James and Sirius as though the two were deranged, he was used to it. Not that he would have cared anyways.
Feeling the girls arms wrap around him tightly, and her head against his back, James carefully hit off the ground. He was a bit more careful when other’s were riding with him; mainly because he never knew how they may react. After a bit of time, James would pick up the pace and ride like a maniac; thus causing them to never want to ride a broom with him again. ‘Eep’ was all he heard before the two took off. He didn’t fly too far up, he was being careful. “You can look, Riffy.” Really, she was holding him far too tight for comfort. “Well?” He slightly glanced over his shoulder to her. He saw Bellatrix and Malfoy run out of the pub. “Sorry, Riffy. Gotta move a bit faster.” With that, James leaned a bit forward, tightened his grip on the neck of the broom, and off they went. Rarely did he do that - he only moved faster when it came to Quidditch. “Where shall we go?”
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