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Post by Ripley Todd on Jul 26, 2007 20:37:43 GMT -5
. "Me? Sick of you?" "Never. The other way around, probably."
“As if I could get sick of you, Potter.” She teased with a small smile. Still Ripley was worried about the future, for all of them. Would they all forget each other when they left Hogwarts? Nah, couldn’t happen. None of them would stop talking, none of them would die anytime soon despite the murders.
"I won't do anything stupid, Ripley."
Her stomach jolted when he used her full name, she’d always been Rip or Todd to him, never plain Ripley. But her stomach settled down because she knew then how serious he was being.
"Just... hold onto me... for a little bit longer?"
Ripley answered by tightening her arms, and putting her forehead on his neck, leaning into him. They both needed the hug and the comfort, him more than her. ”As long as you need it, Jamesy poo,” She teased. “But I ain’t getting in the sack with you.” She bumped her head gently against his jugular to show she was kidding.
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James Potter
Gryffindor
Sixth Year Quidditch Team Seeker Prefect Stag Animagi
what a shame we all became such fragile, broken things.
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Post by James Potter on Jul 27, 2007 8:11:04 GMT -5
“As if I could get sick of you, Potter.”
James gave her a cheeky grin. "You'd be surprised." he teased with laughter in his eyes. "You can easily get sick of me, just ask Snivellus. Why, just the other day he saw me and then his nose mysteriously turned green!" James chortled at his own joke.
”As long as you need it, Jamesy poo,” She teased. “But I ain’t getting in the sack with you.”
"Damn." James muttered, kidding with her, of course.
James was relieved, knowing that Ripley would be there for him. Sure he had the Marauders, and they'd support him through anything and everything, put he couldn't exactly go up to Sirius and ask him to hold him, now could he? Not only would he get a punch in the shoulder, he'd probably get an odd look from his friend... Not that he'd honestly want Black to hold him, but whatever.
Letting out a light laugh, James kissed the top of her head and stepped back a bit, so one arm was still around her shoulders. "Thanks a lot, Rip." he said with a smile. "I needed that."
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Post by Ripley Todd on Jul 28, 2007 21:19:15 GMT -5
"You'd be surprised. You can easily get sick of me, just ask Snivellus. Why, just the other day he saw me and then his nose mysteriously turned green!"
Ripley laughed softly. "You just love hurting that guy don't you?" Of course Ripley knew the answer to that question, but it was still worth asking once in awhile, that day happened to be the awhile mark.
"Thanks a lot, Rip."
Ripley smiled up at him. "Anytime, James, don't make me say it again." She knew he had needed it, hell, she had needed it and Ripley rarely resorted to human comfort, but she knew there would come a time when she would have to. She used her pinky to tuck a small strand of brown hair behind her ear. "Ready?"
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James Potter
Gryffindor
Sixth Year Quidditch Team Seeker Prefect Stag Animagi
what a shame we all became such fragile, broken things.
Posts: 132
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Post by James Potter on Jul 28, 2007 21:56:39 GMT -5
"You just love hurting that guy don't you?"
James gave her a grin, but shrugged a bit nonchalantly. "Not hurting him, persay..." he said. "Annoying the hell out of him - yes."
"Anytime, James, don't make me say it again. Ready?"
Still holding onto her around her shoulders, James let his sadness get tucked away in the back of his mind, momentarily, smiled and nodded. "Always. Lead the way to the alcohol."
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Post by wowposter on Oct 4, 2008 2:10:17 GMT -5
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