The Marauders: The Red Fox- A James Potter Story)

Chapter 18 🦊

December 6th 1976
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Things with James and I we pretty much as I wanted them to be.

James had no memory of the drunken kiss and me...

Well I just pretend it never happened.

*** James P.O.V ***

I remember.

Of course I remember.

I had kissed Frankie.

But I just didn't know how to bring it up.

And when she never did just pretend I didn't remember.

But really, how could I forget.

It was incredible.

The moment my lips touched hers I sobered right up, so the kiss would forever be implanted on my brain.

The sad thing was I think Frankie thinks I thought she was Lily.

"You're quiet." The soft voice of my favourite girl spoke, pulling me from my thoughts..

"Huh? Oh right, just thinking."

"Well that's a dangerous pass time for you J, that means 1 of two things. 1) someone's gonna get pranked and 2) you and I are gonna get in trouble for said pranking." She giggled, taking a sip of her pumpkin juice.

"Don't be ridiculous." I waved off jokingly. "I was just thinking about you."

"Yeah? And what about me has you so lost in thought?" She wondered, resting her chin on my shoulder, making me feel like I was floating as I looked down into her green eyes.

"I was thinking about the ball." I answered quickly.

"Oh, yeah, that's gonna be a great night." She smiled softly up at me.

"I promise, I'll do all I can to make sure it's a night to remember." I assured her.

"Any night with you is one to Remember." She noted.

She was so close to me.

All I had to do was move a few inches closer and she'd know how I feel.

She'd know I remember that night.

That kiss.

Just a few inches.

I glanced down at her lips, wanting nothing more than to feel them against mine.

However, as look would have it, Sirius and Remus showed up, sitting opposite us.

"Hey love birds." Sirius called out, making me groan internally as Frankie and I pulled away.

"Hey Pads." Fran giggled, looking over at him, but still resting her head on my shoulder. "How's it going?"

"It's going good. What you two gossiping about?"

"The ball." We both answered him.