#wandless

“Your windpipe said plenty.”

I am assuming this other party is also wandless.

James Potter x reader

Enigma

the hard floor presses into your back. You press your weakened hands into it, but a heavy foot stomps you back down.

“stay down girl,” A rough voice growls. You don’t belong here.”

you don’t belong here.

you don’t belong.

you don’t belong.

There’s a weak flash of light and a thrashing pain on your back. You scream, your sticky skin suctioning to the floor. Tears run down your bruised cheeks.

you don’t belong here.

You wake up in a hot flash. Deep breaths pulsing from your chest. You cover your mouth to keep from waking the other girls with your sobs. You grab your robe and tiptoe out of the room. You close the door with a simple silencing charm.

The common room is empty, but the fire is crackling away as normal. You set down in front, staring into the bright orange.

“What do i do?” you whisper into the flames. “I need you here.”

“Flooing someone?” 

Remus silently descends the rest of the boy’s staircase. His eyes are shadowed over and the long scar on his face glints white in the firelight. His thin face and exhausted face is made even gaunter in the dim light.

“No.” You sniff and wipe your nose on your sleeve. “No. I just… saying what i wish u could, i guess.”

Remus nods sagely and sits on the pillowy armchair closest to the fire.

“Are you okay?”

“Are you?”

his face flashes fearful and then back to neutral. 

“nasty cold.”

“Relax, Remus. I can feel it.” 

Remus leans forward.

“What, now?”

“I can feel the wolf. It’s okay. I know what it’s like to feel like a monster.”

You stare back into the hearth. Remus is completely silent.

“James, Sirius and Peter know?”

Remus says nothing. You turn around. He has gone even paler. You run through your astrology chart in your head. The full moon is tomorrow, meaning Remus is completely in such pain that he couldn’t sleep.

You shuffle over to him, sitting against the feet of the chair. 

“Can I have your hand?” 

His scarred, red and shaky hand reaches out to you. You tentatively take hold of it. The cold skin shocks you, under all his sweaters, in the light of the fire, Remus is still completely frigid.

You close your eyes. The familiar feeling of pure magic coursing under your skin brings you back to easier times. Times when you didn’t need to hide.

Times before.

This is after.

Remus has fallen asleep by the time you reopen your eyes. You stay there. holding Remus’s hand, bringing the warm magic through his tortured veins.

In the morning, you wake up lightheaded on the common room floor. Remus has drifted back upstairs, you assume to prepare for the long night ahead. You crack out your neck kinks and sigh. You aren’t used to using such wand less magic yet. A whole night of it might have been a little much. 

Yawning, you stand up, limbs sore. It is the first hogsmeade weekend and Lily has invited you out with Marlene Mckinnon, and so you hurry up the stairs and change quickly into your casual wear - muggle clothes, a sweater and jeans - under your winter robe. 

You grab your gloves and hat and trot down to the great hall, taking the stairs two at a time. Wobbling in the last one. you stagger to the side, pressing your shoulder to the wall, trying to recenter.

What was it that you used to do? you can’t remember.

You hustle into the dining hall, where Lily waves you over to her group of friends, on that you alternate sitting with - them and the Marauders, as you’ve heard them call themselves. 

You scarf down your bereal fast and all of you hurry down to the main courtyard where Mcgonagall is checking you all in.

“Ah, miss (y/l/n). You have permission, of course, only you must comply to the prerequisite restrictions, of course.”

“Of course, professor.”

mcgonagall checks the other girls through. Lily leans down and whispers in you ear, “prerequisite restrictions?”

You sigh.

“It’s a long story. There was a series of misfortunes when I used to run off during city visits.”

“Huh,” Marlene - Marley - says. She is carrying a bag of clothes for hemming, including a long robe in Gryffindor colors. 

“quidditch?” You ask excitedly. You have always loved flying. “I love quidditch! In America the school has a more violent, boring version.”

Marlene nods knowingly. “Sounds very American.”

You grin. Lily rolls her eyes teasingly, never being one to like quidditch.

“You should try out for the team,” Marley tells you. “Tomorrow is when James is holding tryouts.”

“I might, actually.”

You had been a chaser on the old team, and you had the scars to prove it. You can still feel the splitting pain of when the bone ruptured through your skin after you got knocked to the ground and hit five other players on the way.

The two of you talk rapidly about Quidditch - Marley is a beater, and from lily’s input, a damn good one. 

“(Y/n)!” James hurtles down the stairs and skids to a stop next to you, overbalances, and you grab his arm to pull him back. With the momentary brush of his skin on your, you can feel his magic for a split second. A constant pulsing ebb of silvery magic. The memories of the moons and the forest and a worry deep in his bones - a skiddishnes. “Hey.”

You grin. “Lily, you two go ahead. This’ll be quick.”

James raises a hand and misses his ridiculous hair and gives lily and Marley a charming smile. they hurry down, complaining about the cold.

“What’s up?” you brush a leaf off his shoulder. “what was so important that you needed to nearly die on the way down?”

James directs his perfectly lopsided smile onto you. He twiddles his wand between his calloused fingers. You left yours at the school, but you long for it now.

“Remus looks good,” he says, after a long silence. You pull your hat on, chattering your teeth with the breeze. 

“He didn’t last night.”

“How did you - “

You speak at the same time. James laughs, and you smile tightly.

“Give me your hand,” You order him. You take off his leather glove and press your smaller one to his palm.

“Wait…” James’s eyes light up. “Your hands are so small! How is that possible?”

He puts up his hand, obviously gesturing to compare. You press your palm to his, revealing a huge difference. He looks in wonder, and you keep your hand like that, concentrating.

You send a trickle of warmth through his hand, warming his cheeks. He drops his, and so do you.

“Wandless,” He whispers. “How is that possible?”

You slide your glove back on.

“try looking in the restricted section. We can go tonight, if you’d like.”

James’s smile falters. He sheepishly looks around, stalling an excuse.

“Tonight’s the… annual… Marauders kitchen… meeting. I can’t.”

“James.”

“Tonight is the full moon.” James rubs a hand down his face. “Remus will need all of us there.”

“He’ll hurt you,” You tell him. “He attacks humans.”

James winks.

“That’s the point, princess.”

He stuffs his hands in his pockets, his cheeks color red. 

“I’m going to honey dukes to get his some-“ he glances around and leans in conspiratorially. -“chocolate. Sorry. Sometimes that word summons you-know-who.”

The two of you begin wordlessly down the steps to the gates. Your breath crystallizes in front of you, and when you look over at james, he’s staring at his feet, cheeks and nose pink, and glasses sliding to the end of his nose. 

“Well,” You say. “Maybe you’ll see me at tryouts tomorrow, Captain.” You give him a two-fingered salute. 

James waves to you, and yells something over the sudden breeze. You give him a clueless grin and turn away.

“What did he say?” Lily asks. She and marley are shivering at the bottom.

“Remus and i spent the night in the common room. He had a… rough night.”

You avoid lily’s eyes and hold onto your thumb, bouncing your clasped hands on your legs. She gives you a searching glance, but Marley disregards your silent not-conversation. 

The two British girls lead you through the town, pointing out the best spots (“This is where they have the best butter beer. Hands down.” and “gotta run into Gladrags. You need to go there for dress robes before the Yule celebration.” or, “never, ever go to Madame Puddifut’s on a date. You turn and run if someone asks you there, understood?”). You and lily oooooh and ahhh over sparkling dress robes and lace accents and fancy things that neither of you would find to yourself in the situation to purchase. Marley drops off her quidditch robes after asking for hemming and to take in the waist.

The three of you shop around, you admire the shelves at Zonko’d and examine the prank stuffs with interest. Lily has a story about the Marauders involving almost every single thing in the mass prank aisle. You laugh along with her, and then mention the candy shop that James was going to hit up. They assure you that you will make your way there. 

“Oh, I love Scriven’s,” you tell them, pulling Lily loosely by the scarf inside. “It’s in Magical New York!” 

The smell of old parchment and dripping candle wax hits you full on. Perfectly organized quills and rolls and sheets of paper line the walls, and on the far wall, is a perch full of owls. Lily admires a huge quill while you pick out three new ones - one gold and two pitch black. Marley heads over to the owls and pets them and talks under her breath. Probably about how annoying her nerdy friends are.

You put two galleons on the table and smile at the salesman as she pulls up your change.

you and Marley go out into the breezy outdoors while lily makes her purchase, and observe the students and inhabitants milling around. A group of third years point down the road to a dilapidated house up on the hill. You swear that you can hear eerie whispers. 

Marley leans over.

“The shrieking shack.” she crosses her arms. “Creepy, you know, it’s the most magically inhabited house in magical Britain.”

You inhale sharply through your teeth.

“Haunted?”

“I mean there are ghosts in hogwarts. Why not in a creepy shack on a hill?”

“Fair point.”

The bell to Scriven’s rings and the three of you are off.

You hit the major shops. 

finally, near the entrance gates, you walk into heaven.

The sweet smell - chocolate and carmel, mainly, flows over you. A wonderland of prank and delicacy sweets lays before you. You split off from your two companions and walk over to peruse the huge blocks of fudge and magical floating sweets. You get one of those, and a bag of exploding bonbons. Lily gets a huge bag of Acid pops and Marley gets a candy quill.

You walk out of the cramped candy shop. Across the street, in the bar window, is James Potter, waving animatedly at you. You wave back and peek your head into the shop.

“Lils? Marley? I’m gonna head over to the three broomsticks.”

You flip your hair over one shoulder. You open the handle, shaking your hand at the cold metal of the handle, slipping into one of the doors:

Like all of the institutions on the main street of Hogsmeade, the three broomsticks is cramped, and bustling with students in hogwarts scarves and winter robes. The tables are cramped, but James has snagged one all by himself by the window in the corner. He has gotten two bottles from the counter, one for himself, one, with no one to drink from it.

You slide into the booth and put your bags against the wall. 

“You look pretty lonely.” You glance into the bottle. full.

“Peter just left.” Defensive, James takes a swig of his bottle. 

“What is that? Butterbeer?”

James winks. 

“With a little something extra.” 

You sip the full bottle. It melts over your tongue, carmelly, but with the butter aftertaste of firewhiskey. You take another long gulp.

“What did you get?” 

You hand him the bag. He peruses through your purchases. You mean over the table and grab his bag, a heavier one, with…

“Dress robes?”

James grabs his bag from you, cheeks flushing. 

“My mum wanted me to get a new set, seeing as mine would barely fit a twelve-year-old.”

Chapter 28 mood board of “Wandless” by @zarinari

Thoughts

- Ginny 🥺

- Justice for Trevor

- Heather clocking Snape on his bullshit ❤️

- “you of all people should know that” omg what does he know and what has he seen i need to know 😩

- HOW DO THEY GET INTERRUPTED EVERY TIME😭

- can’t wait for Heather to find out Lupin is a werewolf

- Lupin is having fun with these rumors lollll

Confrontation