We Were Bound | james potter

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chapter 12

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enthralled
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Remus snapped his head to furiously look at James, he started barreling toward the terrified boy.

And right at the last second Faeryn held out her arms, shielding James from her brother.

"Just kidding, Moony. You really ought to learn how to take a joke," she said.

Remus froze, mouth agape. "Ha. ha. Very funny Faeryn." he said, pushing his lips into a straight line due to his lack of amusement.

"Why must you always put me in near-death situations, Faeryn," James asked, wide-eyed.

Faeryn snorted, he never called her by her full name, she found it very amusing that he did.

Remus was still looking at them suspiciously, his eyebrows furrowed in leftover anger.

"Well, I'll be seeing myself out. Happy Christmas Eve, boys," she said with a sheepish smile before she quickly walked out of James' room and back into her own next door.

She stifled a laugh when she heard a muffled James scream "we weren't snogging, Moony, I swear!"

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The five friends spent the rest of the day listening to muggle Christmas music and baking cookies. Bobbin was sulking in the corner after being ordered not to help.

"Dancin' and prancin' in jingle bell square,

In the frosty air!"

Faeryn bellowed, she was singing in between her laughter as she and Bobbin danced around the kitchen.

"What a bright time,

Its the right time,

To rock the night away,

Jingle bell time is a swell time—"

James and Sirius began as they were mixing bowls and throwing powdered sugar around.

Remus shook his head in disappointment, but couldn't help the smile that was on his face as he watched his friends dance around the kitchen, looking happy as ever.

He was content knowing he would be spending his last few days with his family. He tried not to think about what would happen to Faeryn if he was executed, would she be okay? He would hate to think that he caused her so much pain. He could only pray she would be fine.

Remus was thrown out of his thoughts as his face was coated with a thin sheet of flour. He froze and very slowly and calmly turned to face James with a terrifying smile on his face.

"Prongs," he stated, he watched as James tensed up at his calmness.

"It seems you have a death wish today!" he yelled as he barrelled toward him with a scoop of frosting in his hand and a smile on his face.

James noticed the frosting a moment too late, as he was pelted with a sugary coating of green sliding down his neck and shirt.

James froze, mouth agape. Oh boy, the game is on, now.

Sirius burst into laughter, before being hit with a cloud of powdered sugar by a laughing James. Peter tried to hide behind the table before Sirius wiped some frosting off of James' shirt and sent it hurdling towards him.