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((Backdated to first week of plague so Trey does not get to use James' blindness against him))


The night of drinking games had changed everything. There were certain things even arch nemesis couldn't get passed without a drink, or twenty to drown the memories away.

'The sooner they got this drinking session out of the way the better,' James thinks as he bangs on the door to Trey and Eric's house. In his other hand he holds a bottle of vodka to get them started while they choose their place to drink.
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((James and Julian, are very blind and really should never have been left to their own devices))


"Julian, hey," James settles down on to the couch that Remus had gently pushed him on to and talks to the lampshade at by the couch. "I'm so sorry I didn't make it for the morning run. I can't see anything apart from blackness! It's really weird man."
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James was used to having poor sight. There was a fog around his vision in the mornings before he stuck his glasses on and the world came into focus. When he woke up at the start of the second week of the plague, he swore he would never grumble about his sight again because blindness was far worse.

"Moony," James' voice sounds panicked as he wakes the other boy. "Moony wake up. I know it's early but wake up."
It was the usual time that James slid silently out of bed and left Remus sleeping while he went for his morning run with Julian. "I can't see! I can't see anything."
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James had been down to a sheltered cove in the day to do the setting up and drop the supplies off and come back home as if he had done nothing more than go for a run. He mucks around with the others and Taylor for the rest of the afternoon until just before sun set.

They haven't done much in the way of romantic in awhile. It's been easy just to drop in the habit of every day life but James never wants to take Remus for granted. He goes into the kitchen and comes up behind Remus and kisses his ear. "Come with me," he murmurs and Apparates them straight down to the beach.
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[James threads his arm through Taylors and leads her away from th dwindling crowds at the end of the dance. He grins] Now do we do the classy thing of getting a few bottles and going down to the beach or do you fancy a pub?
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[It's been a long couple of weeks, since he was stabbed. Seeing Taylor stabbed has hit James hard and the occasional friendly hug isn't enough anymore. He needs more. He needs to not wake up alone for once, he needs to be taken out of the hollow feeling to adjust and cope.

And Danny would be his choice for that, if he can find him and if he'd agree to staying the night. James pulls his coat on and puts the collar up and sets out to look for him]
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[James has pulled out a bottle of whiskey, shot glasses and mixers. Pizza is on the table in front of the couch which he is half sprawled out on. Because he is being a lazy ass, he just wants a food, friend and a chat. Calling into the other bedroom] Moony get your arse out here or I think you really have abandoned me for good.
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[James has booted Sirius firmly out of the door so he can't cause any trouble. The dvds are piled, snacks are in, and the pizza is in the oven. The only place to sit currently is the couch (James might have hidden the rest). He's hovering near the window not nervous, not at all]
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[James eyes the house with interest as he approaches the door. It's certainly an improvement on the Shrieking Shack and he vows Remus is going to do even better than this house. He knocks on the door hoping against hope that George is out and can't shoot his plan down]
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[James' new lease of life has been marred by the lack of Remus and the brush offs he's been getting about what's wrong and why they aren't talking. He marches into the Boy's Dorm at school with a joke pair of handcuffs in his hand and a determined grin on his face as he approaches Remus' bed] Are you, or are you not, Remus J. Lupin, better known as Moony of the Marauders
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[James hovers in the bedroom in his flat, waiting for Padfoot to do his worst with whatever bikini he's chosen to dig out]
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[after he left Luna, James tried to go out and do things like normal. He barely made it through the doors of his flat though before he all but collapsed back against the door, shaking, holding his knees to his chest. All that's running through his head is that he can't go on if this all he has to look forward to. He can't keep going for such a short period of time to have a kid...to die...to know his friends lives are ruined....thankfully thoughts like that aren't common for James and he realises he really can't be alone right now. He apparates to the only refuge he knows - Sirius. He appears in the living room and immediately flings himself into a chair, curling around himself again to wait for him to appear]
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[James apparartes into Remus flat with what looks like a life time supply of chocolate and chocolate. He's prepared for the long haul because he is not leaving here until he's managed to untangle some of the mess, he's grinning, and wearing his birthday jumper] Moony! We haven't had an afternoon together in ages. I'm here for the whole of it.
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