#para james

Copper was finally feeling well enough to leave his room. The hospital finally deemed him well enough to go back home. He got out of bed carefully trying to knock in the portable IV drip the hospital had ordered him to be on while out of the hospital. They had given at least a year supply of morphine which he kept in a stack of boxes in the closet with his clothes. He adjusted his nostril nubs and his small oxygen tank the hospital also gave him a year supply of. He needed to do something today. It was almost dinner time and he was still in his PJs. Copper rolled his devices over to the dresser where he took off his clothes and replaced them in a half hours time. He walked over to the full length mirror he asked from the front desk not bothering to wash or even brush his greasy bed head. He didn’t bother shaving ht scruff off his face. He needed to do something and fast or else he would go crazy. He made his way over to the bed side drawer as best and as fast as he could, quickly growing tired and taking his wallet and putting it in his shorts pocket. He stood there catching his breath and then made his way to the door.

It was some time and took a lot of effort but Copper wandred through the halls of the hotel and he smiled remembering the names on each door. Just as he was about to give up and leave and wander about outside he noticed James’ door. The familiarity  of the location and the name tag and everything about it sent a wave of emotions through Copper. God its been twelve years since I last saw him. Maybe I should for old time’s sake.  He thought to himself and creeped over to the door to give it a weak knock. 

Copper sat alone in his room. He was greatful for the silence and the alone time. He had plenty of room to think. Copper reflected on the past night. He got to hang out with Quasi and meet Casey and say hi to Wanda, who had slepped him. As a reflex his hand went to the spot where her hand connected with his stomach. As the party was winding down he was way too drunk to care about Jame’s feelings or Angel’s He should have known better then to prod but after all he was a jealous drunk. He couldn’t help it. Then after all of that commotion he left for an hour to sober up and then boom they were gone. James and Wanda were on their way up to the room to go sit with Angel who had already been up there. He had no idea what was going on. He didn’t really want to bother being inolved with what sounded like a screaming match so Copper decided it was best to go and be byhimself. He felt badly for flipping out on James. He decided to go talk to him. He opened up his hotel door and grabbed the key and headed to James’ room. Once he got there he knocked on the door, “James? It’s Copper open up please?” He said rather impatient. 

Date: November 15th, 1978 Time: 07:45 am Location: London

Lily’s owl had come late during the night, when Remus had indeed been asleep already, but it hadn’t stopped him from replying immediately. But even after he had tried to go back to sleep, it had been near impossible for him to find rest again. 

James’ parents, murdered. Remus still couldn’t believe it, it all seemed so surreal. There had been deaths and killings before, some more than close calls within their own ranks, but so far it had been aunts or uncles, not any closer relatives, bad enough, but still somewhat … away. But now it had come to them, eventually so, hitting almost as close to home as possible. He had known James’ parents, of course he had, as they had welcomed him into their home during the summer holidays as well, because even then had the Marauders been inseparable. The idea of them suddenly not being among them anymore, it made Remus’ face crumble, and he quickly wiped away the moisture from his cheeks.

Not too long ago, only a couple of months had it been, since he had gotten a very similar message about his own parents. Both of them, dead, killed by what looked like an accident. Remus wanted to believe that it was that way, because why would someone do anything to them? James’ parents though, Charlus and Dorea, they had both been killed. Something Remus didn’t even want to think about.

He didn’t know how long he had still been awake before he eventually found a few uneasy moments of sleep, but when he woke up in the morning, it didn’t feel any better. The sun was shining over a grey London, and he wondered why not now of all times, it wasn’t raining. It was always raining in fucking London, why was the weather nice today, of all days. Shouldn’t it fit the mood? He didn’t eat much for breakfast, and after a brief apology, he left Dorcas behind, even before the Prophet would arrive. He didn’t want to read the headlines that would surely be there after this event, after all, the Potters had been well known. But to explain this to Dorcas, when he didn’t really know what had happened was something that Remus wanted to avoid. And Merlin knew what the Prophet would print, he never trusted them anyway, and wanted to hear the story rather from someone who … well, he seriously hoped that James hadn’t been there. Besides, his friend needed him now and he didn’t want to waste any more time.

Mary crossed her fingers as Slughorn took his parchemnt. Please, let it be Lily, please. She thought to herself all the prayers she knw, which weren't many, all in hopes her partner would know... Something about potions, and would help her to get her grades up. 

"Lily Evans, Remus Lupin" the professor pointed at them to get together and Mary let a heavy sigh out. Best two students put together, that's so messed up. "Sirius Black, Marlene McKinnon" he added, motioning for the other pair. She rolled her eyes at their chuckling expressions and decided to ignore Marlene's nudge. She crossed her fingers harder and listened carefully at his next words, "James Potter, Mary MacDonald". Her jaw dropped. Honestly? James? He knows even less than I do! she complained for her insides as she slowly moved next to James. 

Brandon had thought she was joking. Athena put forty bucks in his hands and told him he had one hour to walk to the drug store down the street and buy himself soap, shampoo, toothpaste, a toothbrush, and whatever else he needed. The stipulation was that he had to be back within an hour, or she'd report him as a runaway. He thought it was a joke until she yelled, "Tick-tock you dumb shit."

He walked out after that, grumbling as he made his way down the street. Once he was in there, he quickly grabbed a toothbrush, toothpaste, and made his way to get some soap. He was in a hurry, knowing full well she meant what she'd said. Not paying attention, he bumped into another man hard. He paused for a second, saying, "Sorry, man" before continuing to grab some soap.

Doe had missed Lily so much, she needed her to be stable right now, Lily was the reason she was still here and she needed  her back. She apparated to St Mungos and walked into the ward, the hospital was cold and haunting, all Doe could think about was the fact that people had died there, people had lost everything there. She walked up to front desk and asked her where Lily Evans was, following the ladies instructions she soon found her way to Lilys Room.