𝐢𝐱, the age-old curse

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chapter nine, the age-old curse!

chapter nine, the age-old curse!

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january 31th, 1977





𝐀𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 knew no discipline. Ravenclaw Captain Tara Maleek gave Lori a position as a substitution but unfortunately, just over the weekend, Chaser Valentina Jones sprained her wrist and has been in recovery. It didn't take long for Lori to actually make the team (It's friendship-nepotism, if you will), the issue was actually playing well. As an act of respect. Lori Lantsov arrived in the cramped changing room about twenty minutes early. Surprise, surprise! Nobody is there— well, she thought wrong because a sound of some things falling sounded, one very heavy and human-body sounding, followed by a muffled "fuck". Lori—ever so cautious—approached the door to the girls' changing room, and right next to it was the boys' where James Potter opened the door.

"Good morning, sunshine," He said in a raspy voice, eyes wide open for someone who woke up too early in the morning and lips pulled into a smirk. His hair was messy and he had no shirt on. James then leaned against the door with ease, one arm up, and the other rested on his hip. He squinted to study the empty girls' changing room with a puzzled face, brows furrowing as his glance averts and settles back on Lori's, "Have you got the wrong time, or maybe the wrong place by any chance?"

"No," she scoffed, making a face, "I showed up early as a sign of discipline for my first ever Quidditch match."

James laughed so hard that he doubled over, "Oh, you're adorable." In his defence, she truly did look adorable— with that gorgeous skirt and shirt untucked, he'd forgotten Lori can be anything but uptight. In his mind, the Lantsov girl perhaps even went to sleep looking all proper and responsible. On the other hand, James was... irresponsible. Often causing disruption in classes that he bothered to attend.

She crossed her arms over her chest, "Really? I thought I'm dreadful," she reminded him of what he said earlier this week, and mentally kicked herself whenever her eyes travelled below his face. His bare torso perfectly showcased just how much he exercises for that Chaser position, and as Captain. Lori cleared her throat, reminding herself that this was James Potter, and he was idiotic just as he was annoying. And he definitely didn't look good whilst all shirtless and getting in her space. She gave him a disgruntled look when he pushed past her, shoulder brushing hers, "Get out, weirdo, this isn't your place."

"Because it's the girls' changing room?"

Lori squinted her eyes, "I was gonna say because it's a Slytherin versus Ravenclaw match but that too!" She gives him  weird look, "why are you up so early— the match isn't until midday and we're just here to warm up before Rosier shows up," she says.

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