A hidden life
Prongs aka James Potter
Occupation:Auror
Interests: Quidditch, Marauding, and some other things not even the other Marauders know about.
About me: Everyone thinks they know me, but all they see is the jovial, fun-loving, carefree me. Even the Marauders have never seen my darker side. It's crouching in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to break free of its bonds and spring out into the open to launch its attack... an attack that would be lethal to all... especially me...
Wishlist: A normal life
Confrontation Part 1
Seconds later, the three friends entered the Transfiguration classroom and sat down. James noticed Peter Pettigrew hesitating as he looked around for a space to sit. Trembling slightly, he walked through the classroom. Suddenly, he tripped and fell on the classroom floor, his books knocked askew out of his hands.
A group of Slytherin students sat in a corner, sniggering and smirking. James felt a wave of fury and hatred wash over him. Next to him, Sirius seemed to be sharing the same sentiments, only magnified a hundred times.
"Leave him alone. Or else." Sirius stood up so violently that his chair was thrown backwards with a bang.
"Or else what?" The Slytherins sniggered. "Who are you to tell us what to do?"
"The. Name. Is. Black." Sirius uttered through gritted teeth. There was a collective gasp from everybody in the classroom. "Now leave him alone!"
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