amazing what you find (james)

Evening time and Fred was listening to a few of his metal records while reading something he'd found inside of the forest. Well, he wasn't so much reading it than looking at it, but he couldn't believe there was this stuff stashed away in the hollows of trees. He'd found a fair few of the magazines, some books and novels too that were more a woman's taste, but the content he was paying attention to was pretty good. These girls had some rocking body parts.

He knew that he needed to do a few things before he went to bed, but this was clearly more important.

@James Potter

It was nighttime, and James decided he wanted to avoid the castle for a while before heading to bed for the night. His social life had been exploding with all sorts of parties and quidditch responsibilities, so it was only fair that he paid his cousin Fred a visit when he was able to manage it. With his invisibility cloak, he made the trek towards the cabin; he exploited that heirloom all he could. It was possibly the best thing he could've gotten as a Potter.

Once he made it to the cabin's door, he pounded on it a few times. He wasn't going to unveil himself until it was answered; he wasn't going to risk Chang somehow turning into some sort of security camera.

"Aye! Aye!"

@Fred Weasley II

"Shit."

He scrambled to bury the magazines underneath his pillow and pulled over the quilt, standing up and hitching up his jeans. Who could be knocking on his door at this time of night? Hopefully it was Voclain or something. Or the herbology Professor. Yeah - Professor Cross wanted a bit of a hand with her bushes...

He answered the door enthusiastically.

No one was there.

Those darn kids...

Oh wait!

"Jimbo?" he muttered, into the night.

@James Potter

Unveiling himself, he smiled and playfully hit his cousin on the arm. "Just me, Freddy boy." He didn't wait to be let inside. "What've ye been up to? Ye shoulda gone to that party."

James flung himself onto one of the chairs near the kitchen and placed his cloak onto the back of it.

@Fred Weasley II

He looked around, and closed the door with James inside.

"Party? Oh yeah, the rival parties." He made a farting noise with his lips. "Bet ya there weren't decent beer. I found Alb at the bonfire one. Some of the girls there really hated my guts."

Snorting, he got a can out the fridge and tossed it at him, getting one for himself.

"Anythin' happen?"

@James Potter

"There was anotha one?" James laughed. "Musta been a failure 'cause most of the school were at Alayna's." Catching the can of beer, he cracked it open and took a drink before setting it down nearby.

"Y'know Chang? The bloke always tryin' to write me up? Got him to do pixie dust. He was actually tolerable when he's high."

More attractive too.

"He freaked out 'bout bein' in his pants and seein' me in my pants. I made a pool 'cause he was feelin' like a furnace."

@Fred Weasley II

"... ya got high then got half-naked with some bloke in a tub."

Did he really need to say that was incredibly gay? The look on his face said it all.

"Sounds wild, mate."

He was glad that he didn't take any of James's drugs, apart from the funky herbal kind.

"Y'never guess what I scurried across the other day," he said, cracking open his own beer and digging out the magazines. He chucked them at James. "Beats bein' in ya kegs in a pool. Trust me."

@James Potter

James shrugged. "Aye, I was just tryin' to help him be comfortable! Some broads were in their undergarments too includin' Alayna. He was ooglin' her like it was part of the OWLS."

The situation was homoerotic, but that was precisely why he enjoyed it. He just wanted Chang to let loose for a bit and have some fun. No harm in that, right?

Grabbing the magazines, he looked at them and laughed. "Slow news day, innit? I found 'em my third year, y'know?" The existence of such paraphernalia was an open secret since forever. "Lots of hair in these ones," he responded holding up one of the 70s centerspreads. If he was going to look at these, he'd have to drink more. James finished up the can before throwing it aside.

@Fred Weasley II

Why was he forced to imagine Alayna Nott in her underwear? Not cool.

"Why'd ya keep 'em there! Ya know I would've appreciated that kinda content. I am on my own here, y'know..."

He sighed.

"Yeah, I dunno how I feel about that. Kinda prefer it a bit trimmed. Some good pairs, though. One of the girls looks like whatever she eats goes right to her chest." He laughed, sipping his beer. "Reckon any of those are Grannies of people who go here now?"

If he was still a student, he'd be trying to embarrass those people. Shame he had to behave himself now.

@James Potter

James shrugged. He kept them there as he found no point in smuggling some to his trunk. He kept them there as he knew he wouldn't be able to find real use out of them. He kept them there as they were there forever.

"Ye been 'ere before me. Can't help that ye didn't catch wind of it!"

Besides, he figured Vic would've passed the word to him. She was always a bit too open when intoxicated enough.

"I don't mind a good bush, y'know, it's like a maze or somethin'." A good white lie. He never ventured down there in all of his attempts to prove his heterosexuality. So heterosexual of him. Very heterosexual. "Be surprisin' if there wasn't. How much ye wanna bet they used stage names?"

@Fred Weasley II

He cracked up.

"Ya just reminded me of that time me and some mates went to that Gommorah place," he said, getting some crisps out from the cupboard and munching through them. "There were this top bird, but she really ruined it for me when she said her name was Desire. I spat firewhiskey all over her face."

He laughed.

"If you were a stripper, what would ya stage name be?" he asked, laughing. "Bimbo Jimbo!"

@James Potter

"What'd ya think she''d call herself? Candy? Eileen Dover? Some sorta shit like that?" James laughed as he got up to grab another beer before sitting back down. 'Ye think I could go there for my birthday?"

He had no interest in going to the Gomorrah.

"Aye, wouldn't I be a himbo? Ye'd be Floppin' Freddy!"

Heh. "What crisps are those?"

@Fred Weasley II

"I dunno, like a stage name. Mirabelle, Scarlet, Candace - y'know. Actual girl names that sound sexy. Desire ain't very inventive, is it?"

He chucked him a packet of crisps.

"Spicy beef. They're real man challenge crisps." He laughed, took a sip of beer and collapsed onto his bed. "Bimbo Jimbo can be ya drag queen name then. We all know ya do that in secret, bud."

"Desire made me Floppy Freddy. Up close, she weren't all that. There are some proper tens there though."

@James Potter

Girl names can sound sexy? Huh. Evelyn was the most pleasant of all the girls he had hooked up with, but that was probably because she was the sweetest of all them broads. Closest he'd gotten to an actual girlfriend. Not like Fred needed to know that.

"How spicy are we talkin'? A lil kick or mouth numbin'?" James questioned as he ripped open the packet. "Nah, we know it's Lou Lou who does that shit." Besides, he definitely wasn't gay.

"Nah, yer floppy 'cause you never felt a broad."

@Fred Weasley II

"I 'ave, ya little shit."

He knew James liked to give him a hard time over his inexperience, but at least he'd had some snogging here and there. It just never went any further than that. Fate be damned.

"Hope they burn a hole in ya tongue, mate."

He turned to the window. Outside, he saw the Herbology Professor doing something outside the greenhouses. Fred kept his eyes locked on her, and spilt a bit of beer down his jacket when he tried to take a sip.

@James Potter

"Yeah, but did ye ever shove yer hand under the clothes?" Even he, heavily closeted, managed to do such a feat. A lot of it likely involved his celebrity and how he was deemed a heartthrob the moment he stepped into Hogwarts.

James stuck out his tongue teasingly as he licked the crisp up and down. "Bro, this ain't borderline corrosive!" On the other hand, it was nice to actually taste flavor from it; he couldn't stand the spicy crisps that was all heat.

Squinting, he wondered what Fred was staring at as it clearly wasn't the magazines. "Aye, aye! Earth to Fred, Fred to Earth? Anybody home?" He was ready to knock his forehead like a door.

@Fred Weasley II

"Yeah, yeah mate... just take whatever."

Just look at her. A dreamy expression came over his face. He slowly put a crisp in his mouth, crunched very slowly, and chewed it like the sound was going to alert her and make her dart away like a bunny.

"Man..."

She went back inside.

"How'm I supposed to get anythin' done with her around..."

@James Potter

Eating more of the crisps, James squinted watching Fred become more and more entranced by something.

"With who around..?"

Was Fred losing his mind?!

@Fred Weasley II