“Forgive me, Peter. My lost fearless leader, in closets like cedar, persevered when we were just kids. It is something I did?”
But it’s James’ last words to Peter trying to figure out what he did to deserve this betrayal.
Hermione: I wanna be a main character so bad
Ron: Is that why you read on rainy days by the window?
Harry: [ignoring Ron] me too
Hermione: …
Ron: …
Hermione: you already are..
Harry: no, I wanna be the smart, pretty main character that’s whole story is getting the partner at the end, not the main character loses everyone ‘for the plot’
Neville: nah dw Harry I get ya
Mary: does he make you laugh?
Lily: he doesn’t make me cry.
Walburga: you are not good enough for my son.
Remus: you’re not good enough for your son.
Walburga: pardon.
Remus: you heard me.
James: takes care of everyone else before himself
Barty: takes care of James before anyone else
Marlene: *bitching about another quidditch player that got best player because her and James got injured*
Marlene: I hate that bitch
James: [who has a concussion] you want her on a ditch???
Marlene: no, I said “I hate that bitch” ..but that too
James: *watching Sirius look lovingly at Remus, Marlene to Dorcas, Lily to Pandora, ect*
James: god why can’t anyone look at me like that?
Someone from the Slytherin table: …
“Art deco by Lana Del Rey” but the beat drop is just everyone’s (platonic or not) first impression of James Potter.
When (if) Sunkiller (or Darksun) gets popular can I be one of the ogs? Please
James Potter loves making homemade gifts. He will spend hours making matching bracelets, knitting scarfs, crocheting blankets, making matching hello kitty and spider man key chains, he’ll make you a full scrap book.
He’d make it all for anyone, he goes all out for birthdays. And he would just know what you’d want. And if you don’t end up having tears in your eyes after getting your gift/ gifts from him dw, you will. *BOOM he has an even better second gift*
Example: you said you like this one random muggle band?? He’ll do research on them and know them more than you would, and buy you all of their songs
Sokka: honestly, I’m not sure I remember what my mother looked like..
Sokka: *is also his mother’s exact image*