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“when people ask me how i’m doing the real answer is i’m doing shitty, but i can’t say i’m doing shitty because i don’t even have a good reason to be doing shitty. so if i say "i’m doing shitty” then they say “why? what’s wrong?” and i have to be like “i don’t know, all of it?” so instead when people ask me how i’m doing, i usually say “i am so great”’

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Scorpius and James

2017

After a gruelling 2 hour detention with Professor McGonagall, James was on his way to find a certain Miss Alice Longbottom in a rarely frequented part of the castle. Lost in his own thoughts he didn’t hear the cries of the 11 year old boy who had just been cursed for the 8th time that week for simply being sorted into Slytherin. Just as he was about to round the corner he recognised them. Albus. James felt his heart sink. He’s tried to be there for Albus but having his big brother fight his battles for him won’t help him in the long run. Then, he heard another voice. James drew his wand, thinking the bullies who had tortured his brother for the last 6 weeks were still there. He ran round the corner and seen the back of a boy with platinum blonde hair hugging his brother. He stopped and remained quiet, they hadn’t seen him. “Thanks for stopping them Scorpius”. Scorpius? As in Scorpius Malfoy? He stopped the 11th Years who have been terrorising his brother? James smiled and walked away. At least he’s made a friend. Even if it is a Malfoy. Scorpius on the other hand, couldn’t believe Albus’ older brother wouldn’t fight for him. “I hate your brother” he whispered to Albus.

2019

It’s the year of the Triwizard Tournament. Held in Hogwarts again for the first time since the death of Cedric Diggory, James was tearing apart the library trying to find the right book on Ancient Runes. If he knew he would have to spend this much of his time researching he’d have thought twice about entering. Too late now, he was Hogwarts’ champion and he was falling behind in the competition due to a very unhappy Chimera nearly tearing his arm off in the previous round. “New safeguards put in place my arse” James said through gritted teeth. He threw what felt like the 40th book he’d checked down the aisle. “FUCKING HELL”. James jumped. Shit. He hadn’t looked when he’d thrown it. Down the aisle a boy with platinum blonde hair held the book in his hand, looking at him confused. “I know I’m not your favourite person in the world but Jesus Christ”. James let out a sigh and apologised to Scorpius. He explained he was looking for a specific book blah blah blah. Scorpius laughed. “You’re not going to find it there James. I checked that book out three days ago for homework”. James didn’t know whether to punch him or kiss him. Scorpius sat with James in the Gryffindor common room, helping him translate everything for 8 hours. When they were finally done James thanked him for everything. Scorpius, who hates receiving praise, brushed it off, mumbling something about “winning it for the school” as he was walking out the door. James laughed and shouted “are you sure it’s not because you fancy my brother”. Scorpius nearly dropped dead. Everyone in the common room turned to stare at him. James Potter is the most annoying person on earth .

2021

James sat alone in a carriage on The Hogwarts express. His friends and cousins had all come to see if he wanted them to sit with him but all were met with the same silent shake of his head. None of them were who he wanted to be sat with going into his final year of Hogwarts. Fred. His best friend since he was born. His cousin who he cared about more than almost anyone else in the world. That’s who he wanted there, that’s who had always sat next to him making the journey to Hogwarts. But Fred’s gone. Murdered, 5 weeks ago by the “Purists” who had slowly risen in numbers and power since the death of Voldemort 23 years ago. Silent tears streamed down his face as he watched the concrete jungle that is London slowly turn into the green, patchwork hills of the English countryside. All of a sudden James jumped as the carriage door swung open and Scorpius sat down opposite him. Tears soaking his face too. His mother was also killed in the attack. They looked at each other for a second and then Scorpius, voice shaking, whispered “what actually happened James”? James was there you see. At the attack. He seen everything. He seen the man who looked him in the eyes as he pointed his wand at him and uttered the unforgivable curse. He watched as the bolt of green he managed to dodge hit Fred in the chest, who was supposed to still be in the joke shop his parents owned. He watched as Astoria Malfoy ran over, wand drawn, screaming spells he’d never even heard of at the attackers. He screamed as the Purist Astoria had not seen behind her pointed his wand at her back and smirked as he uttered the words avada kedavra. “James”. James looked at Scorpius. “I’m sorry” he croaked. It was the first thing he’d said since the attack. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry” James started sobbing. Scorpius ran over and hugged him “it’s okay James, It’s okay” he cried. They sat there hugging for a while until Albus came in and sat with them, then Alice, then Lily, Louis, Hugo and Rose. It wasn’t what they wanted. But it’s what they needed. James and Scorpius would find each other whenever they needed someone to talk to that year in Hogwarts. Even after that year in Hogwarts ended, James would always write to Scorpius for his remaining 2 years in Hogwarts and would meet him in Hogsmede whenever he needed him too. “James Potter is more than what a lot of people think” thought Scorpius.

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