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chapter 13

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Lyall
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James groaned, he knew he shouldn't have drunk so much last night. But he couldn't help himself. If he had been fully sober who knew how miserable he would be gazing at her laughing and smiling all night, all while knowing he would never be able to have her.

He glanced at his watch, 7:00 am. He rolled his eyes and immediately regretted it when it sent a shooting pain branching from his eyes.

He sprung up in his bed.

It's Christmas!

He hopped on one foot over to the dresser across the room as he was pulling on his pajama pants.

A goofy smile was plastered onto his face. James absolutely loved Christmas. And this year he would be spending it with his best mates.

Barreling out of his room he abruptly stopped in front of Remus' door, "Moony! Get up, it's Christmas!" he yelled, you could practically hear the grin on his face.

He heard a muffled "Fuck off," from behind the door. He furrowed his eyebrows, "Way to be in the Christmas spirit." he grumbled under his breath.

He moved on next to Faeryns room next, banging on it with a curled fist.

"Tinker Bell! Hey, wake up, it's Christmas!" he said joyfully.

He heard some shuffling from behind the door, knocked one more time, and then followed up with a quiet "coming in!" before he pushed open her door.

She sat up tiredly in her bed, an exhausted smile on her face. "Merry Christmas, Jamsie," she said, voice groggy and raspy from sleep.

Oh, holy mother of anything that was ever holy.

He cleared his throat, "yeah, happy Christmas." he smiled back at her.

"Well, we ought to go down there, yeah?" he said, turning away from her. Even the night after a party she was still stunning. He was sure that he would never view her as anything less than.

"Yeah, go pop into Sirius's room while I get dressed." she smiled at him and he turned on his heel to wake up Sirius.

Banging on his door like the time before he yelled, "Padfoot, get your lazy arse out here! It's Christmas!' he yelled, he flinched as a hard object hit the other side of the door.

"No one in this home has any Christmas spirit," he grumbled to himself before storming back into Faeryns room.

"Fae! You will not believe—" he snapped his eyes shut.

"Oh," he cleared his throat, trying to rid the red on his face from embarrassment. He slapped his hand over his eyes.

"Sorry— I'll just... see you downstairs."

"It's fine James, I'm just in a bra," she said with a giggle, though he didn't dare open his eyes to see the grin on her face.

Oh, fuck fuck fuck fuck, fuck.

He saw her in a bra, he saw her in a bra, he saw her in a bra!

"James."

"Hmm?" he hummed, his voice inched octaves higher than usual.

"You can open your eyes now," she said, he could hear the grin on her face

He kept his eyes screwed shut and dropped his hand to his side limply.

"No I'm okay like this," he said quickly. He didn't want to open his eyes or keep them closed. He didn't want to stay in the room with her or leave. He didn't want to exist because he just saw her in a bra! And oh god, he was such a teenage boy.

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