Musician AU
gift for: @demiwizardtribute13
Hmm I don’t know if this is okay. But I hope you like it, and merry Christmas! -your secret santa xx
rating: general
word count: 1 434
‘Thank you!’ James Potter yelled into his microphone. ‘Thank you very much!’
His smile was stretched so wide that it hurt. The roaring of the crowd was so loud he could feel it all the way through his body, the lights so bright James knew he’d be seeing imprints of them when he closed his eyes.
But he didn’t close his eyes, not even to blink.
He wanted to soak it in… the feeling of the concert. The way Sirius twirled his drumsticks around in his hands, the way Peter’s hair was sticking to his forehead with sweat, the hesitant smile growing on Remus’ face. The way the crowd felt so in sync with him, the way they yelled and screamed when James flashed them his signature grin.
It was the last stop on their tour, and James would miss the concerts. The fans.
They were the best part of being a musician.
But now, now James would go on and record new music with the band, with his new agent. The last one…
James’ smile almost dropped.
The last agent had turned out to be stealing parts of their songs and giving them to Severus Snape, a solo artist that the Marauders had hated ever since they’d made their first album.
But now wasn’t the time to reflect on the past. Now was the time to relax and soak in the last moments of the tour.