Marauders Imagines

James Potter; Surprise

You had been sitting on your sofa when your trusty owl, Bloo, flew into the window and dropped a letter on your lap, landing on the arm rest and nuzzling his head into you.

"What is with this boy, Bloo? Doesn't he know Mom doesn't like him? He's gonna get us in trouble," you said as you scratched his chin. You opened the letter.

'(Y/n), my beautiful, glimmering snitch, I wanted to know what you were doing this coming Saturday, and if the answer was nothing, could I be a something to fill up your day? I'm willing to drive all the way to Brighton to see you my love. Give it some thought for me?

-James'

"Since when is being called snitch a compliment?" You sighed. "Mum!"

"Yes, dear?" Your mum said, poking her head into the living room. You looked at her and shook your head.

"No, other mum!" You told. She nodded and went back into the kitchen. You heard the stairs creeping and saw your other mom.

"Yes, love?" She asked as she sat on the sofa next to you. You knew she was the kinder mom, while the other was strict.

"My friend James-"

"Love, you know Mum doesn't like that boy," you couldn't tell if she was talking about herself or other mom.

"But, Mum! He's just going to come over to teach me how to properly mount a broom! I want to try out for the Quidditch team!"

"Mount a broom?! Do you hear how risky that sounds? Mum's gonna freak!" She whispered to you. You groaned.

"I'll ask her myself," you declared. You got up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen. "Mum, can I have a friend over?"

"What's her name?"

"His name is James Pot-"

"Nope. Absolutely not! He's not a gentleman. Why don't you have that nice Remus Lupin boy over?"

"But mum, he's so shy! He's not on the Quidditch team either! I want to try out for Quidditch and James was going to teach me!" You whined.

"That's exactly why I want him over instead. Do you think Grandmum and Granddad expected anything when I invited Jen over? No! They didn't know I was a lesbian. We did so many terrible things - My point is that he isn't coming over because I know how you're going to be because you came from my egg and I started most of the things I did with your Mother. Unless you're gay like me, which is fine! Like who you like! Like what.. parts you like! You like girls, like girls! Like boys, don't go near them. But he is not coming over. I've seen him when we take you to the train. Always ogling over that Evans girl. He's a player, love." She put the dishes down and turned to you while wiping her hands with a towel. "You're better off without him, darling," she smiled and cupped your chin with her thumb and index finger. You groaned and went up to your room.

"I told you!" Your mum called. You went upstairs to find Bloo perched in his cage. You shut your door and sat at your desk.

'James, both Mums refuse to let you come over. You'll just have to wait for Hogwarts Express. Sorry!

-(Y/n)'

You folded the letter and put it in an envelope and wrote James's address on it.