These headcanons are too good for this world. I'll keep updating them. Some are one shots. Sometimes it's just me fangirling, so feel free to fangirl with me if you want. I really need to redo the cover. I didn't make any of the pictures or videos.
"There's nothing to do," James sighed. He was lying on his bed and staring up at one of the moving quidditch posters on his ceiling.
"We could go to Walmart," I suggested. I was relaxing on my "bed", which was really a fold-out couch that James had rejected because it folded up on him once while he was asleep.
"No," he said, "Why do you always want to go to Walmart anyway?"
"I'm hungry. Muggle food is so much better."
"That's your opinion," he muttered. "How about quidditch?"
"No. It's too hot," I complained.
"I wish Snivellus was here," he said, simultaneously rumpling his hair and wiping the sweat off of his face. I could tell he was being completely serious.
"What?" startled by this remark, I quickly sat up.
"I'm just so bored because there's no one to hate." he explained.
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I hope you didn't actually think I would deprive you of a marauder picture.
