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James Potter x Reader

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You stared at the box. An owl had delivered it that morning. Remus had gone with you after breakfast as you carried the box like it might explode. You set it on the floor of the Gryffindor common room and stared at it for a long time. Remus stayed with you until he had to go to a meeting with Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore.

Shortly after Sirius and James came up to the dorm room. Sirius was having a loud debate with someone who hurried towards the bedrooms, Sirius tailing them wanting to prove himself right. James smiled as he spotted you and hurried to sit down at the table near you. You remained on the floor, staring at the box.

“You’re going to have to use it. We have charms in fifteen minutes.” James said. He pulled his glasses off and rubbed them on his shirt, clearing away a smudge.

“I don’t like it.” You said childishly.

“You haven’t even opened it to have a look.” He pointed out. His glasses dangled from his fingertips and he tried to look as if he wasn’t squinting at you.

“Well. It isn’t my wand.”

“It is. Olivander sent it for you.” James pointed out.

“But I liked my old wand.” You grumbled.

“Your old wand broke. You don’t have a choice. Olivander wouldn’t send you the wrong one.” James smiled and you glared at him.

“This is your fault. You had to try and help Sirius climb the wall. Fell on my table. Of all the things he had to break, it was my wand.” You cross your arms and turn to glare at the innocent box.

“We said we were sorry! We even paid for the new wand. We now have ten minutes until charms class.” James grinned when you rolled your eyes.

“What if I wave my wand and nothing happens?” You asked.

“Nothing happens?” James answered quickly. You tossed a cushion from the sofa behind you at him. He chuckled as he caught it with one hand.

“We have class.” Sirius said as he came back into the room. He said it as if he had forgotten but made no effort to reach the door and slumped down on the sofa behind you, sprawling out. “Still angry at the wand?”

“No.” You said quietly.

“(Y/N)’s worried it wont work.” James answered for you.

“Have you even opened the box to look at it?” Sirius asked. You shook your head. “Well at least have a look before you reject it. Maybe the wand won’t want you. Hey! Maybe we’ll get to take a trip to Olivander’s and miss out on class. We could stay at the leaky cauldron.”

“Yeah! We’ll miss Divination. That’d be good, I forgot to finish my homework.” James said, sounding as gleeful as Sirius.

“You’re both terrible.” You said and gave them both an indignant look of disapproval before finally reaching for the box. You carefully slid the lid off, looked at the wand and then slammed the lid down again.

“Well?” James said. He had leaned forward in his chair in an attempt to catch a peak at what was in the box.

“It’s terrible.” You answered.

“Terrible?” Inquired Sirius.

“Dreadful.” You added.

“Dreadful?” James pressed.

“It’s treible, dreadful and garish.” You sounded upset now. Sirius and James looked at eachother, then at Remus who hurried into the room.

“You’re all late for class. The professor was worried something dreadful happened to (Y/N).” Remus said. He sounded slightly out of breath, as if he had run through the halls.

“Something dreadful had happened.” You mumbled while Siruis complained that something dreadful could have happened to him and James.

“What happened?” Remus asked curiously.

“Apparently (Y/N)’s wand is terrible.” James answered. You opened the box and picked it up. Half of the handle was gold, encrusted with jewels and on the end was the biggest green stone you’d ever seen. It was almost the size of your palm. As you held it up the wand shot several sparks and the ground erupted in a circle around you. While you let out a startled yelp and dropped the large and heavy wand on your foot, James pulled his wand from his jacket and started settling the flames until the only proof of the small fire was a small smouldering circle of carpet around you.

“It’s tried to kill me!” You wailed. Your eyes well with tears. One hand had several tiny burns on it and you hopped on one foot. Sirius fell off the sofa with a thump and let out a wheezed laugh as he tried to catch his breath, he clutched his sides and laughed loudly. Remus collected the wand, covering his hand with his sleeve and put it back in the box, being sure to hold it at arm’s length as if the wand might jump up and attack him of its own accord. James heroically lifted you off your feet and held you in his arms.

“If we take you to Professor McGonagall while you’re crying she definitely won’t make us go to class. You’re her favourite.” James said and grinned at you. He was clearly trying not to laugh. Once Sirius had regained himself a second time, having got to his feet and followed you all out to the halls, then divulged what happened to the Fat lady and broke down into a second round of laughter, the group trekked through the halls to Professor McGonagall’s office.

She looked dubiously at James and Sirius but when Remus dumped the culprit on her desk and she looked in the box she motioned you all further into her office and listened to what had happened. James set you down and you explained in detail what had happened. She eyed the wand the way she had once looked at James when he had made all the seaweed in the lake fly up into the air and rain down on the people eating around the lake during lunch.

“Mr Lupin, you better take (Y/N) to Madam Pomfrey. Mr Potter, Mr Black, you should get to Charms class. I will escort you and excuse your tardiness. (Y/N), Tomorrow is friday so I will inform the teachers you have class with that you have no wand. Mr Olivander is due to be visiting Hogsmeade on Saturday. I will write to him and ask that he bring a selection of wands so we can resolve the issue promptly.” Professor McGonagall rose from her desk and waved you off, following James and Sirius who dawdled along to their charms class. James glanced back at you, pulled a pitiful face, you smiled at him and laughed when Professor McGonagall swatted at his head and insisted that they both hurry up.

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