Evans!
"Oy, Evans."
James slunk up beside the redhead he believed to be his wife--well, technically they weren't married anymore, but what could he call her? His girlfriend? The woman he shagged and lived in sin with? Mm, no, wife was still fine, in his eyes. Even though calling her by her maiden name
did have that extra excitement now, since her identification card did state that she was, indeed, Lily B. Evans.
Leaning an elbow on the table, he adjusted his
mask and made a clicking noise with his tongue. They'd only been out of Hogwarts a year and a few months, but it was still a very interesting thing, being back in the halls. Tonight he wasn't a professor (no, McGonagall would
not let him be a chaperon, with extra privileges), and now he was back in the Great Hall as a rather randy student with a wife---
woman (heh) who looked incredible.
"What do you say about ditching this party and finding our
own?" not the best of his pickup lines, but that was the point. Of course.
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