[Book 5]
The Triwizard Tournament was expected to be dangerous but no one actually expected someone to die. However, in the eyes of many, no one died because Milo Potter and his little brother, Harry Potter returned seemingly unharmed. However, what...
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Several days after Elspeth's punishment, James still felt the need to rub his chest to soothe the achiness. He knew in many ways that the punishment was well-deserved with the trouble he had been causing within the castle, especially with Umbridge, however, he had to think that eventually, when Harry returned to his body, he was going to wonder why his body ached so bad.
Especially his nipples.
Elspeth had pulled him aside while Milo, Neville, and Silas had death grips on each other's nipples in the background during their detention. She had a firm grip on him, leaving James to whimper, but as he met her gaze, he didn't dare to make a sound. Normally, there was always such a playful nature to Elspeth's eyes or she wore a smile, but at that moment in time, she didn't look amused at all, but rather irritated with him.
"For fuck sake, James," she sighed, " it's one thing if they get in trouble, they're children, and maybe they don't fully understand the severity of what's going on. Milo may be mature for his age, but he still doesn't know the full extent of what can happen. You, on the other hand, you've lived through the war, you know what happened because of it. You saw what happened to others because of it. All we're asking is for you to not bring attention to yourself, and it seems you keep doing whatever you can to do the complete opposite!"
She released her hold, taking a moment to look over her shoulder to where Silas, Neville, and Milo were practically screaming as none of them refused to let go. Of course, it brought back memories for both her and James, but it wasn't time to reminiscence over old memories. She turned back to him and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"You don't know how happy we all are that you're back," she told him, "really. But you can't keep bringing attention to yourself in this way. You're making McGonagall's job harder and she's already dealing with plenty with Umbridge and trying to help Milo through all of this."
"El, I can't just sit here and do absolutely nothing. Whether I'm supposed to be posing as Harry or not. Letting Umbridge have her way, it doesn't sit right with me."
"Then learn to fight her in a different way, James!" Elspeth flicked his forehead. "Come on, Stagqueen, I know you're smart. You can still help without getting into trouble all the time. Set a better example for the others while you're in the castle."
James frowned as Elspeth gave his shoulder a squeeze before walking away from him and approaching the other three. She pulled her wand and had them release their holds on each other, watching as they all crumbled to the ground in pain. With a shake of her head, she placed her wand away and then with a wave of her robes disappeared within the shadows.
While Milo and the others recovered on the floor, James thought to himself about what Elspeth had said about setting a better example and still helping without getting into trouble.
Thankfully, the opportunity had presented itself in the form of Hermione Granger and a proposition.
