Paradox - The beginning of the end
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James Potter x OC
Dominant James x Submissive OC
Marauders era AU
#4 in daddy 10/11/2020
#2 in daddy 2/3/21
#1 in TheMarauders 29/3/21
#2 in Soulmates 9/4/21
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His eyes were dark. Emotions swirling in the used to be hazel. But now, they were chocolate. The sweet treat I know the boy in front of me loves. The kind of boy who is currently screaming into a scarf that has been used to gag him and keep him quiet. He was struggling against the ropes Mr Potter had placed along his arms and legs, containing him to the wooden kitchen chair that rattled against the tile floor of the Potter's kitchen.
"Moony? Blink twice if you're having a bit of meltdown right now mate" I scoffed at James's way of trying to lighten the situation at hand. I swiftly gave him a slap to his left arm as he leaned against the chair I was sat in, in front of Remus.
"Fuck sake Faw-" James didn't have time to finish his words as Mrs Potter swiftly hit him over the side of the head with her wand and hissed at him to shut his mouth.
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"Has anyone seen Sirius? Or Peter- You alright son?"Mr Potter questioned as he walked back into the room. He gave James a questioning look as he watched the boy rub the side of his head where his mother had just hit.
"Between my best mate, my girlfriend and my mother I'm being severely fucking abused today" James grumbled unhappily and ran a hand over his jawline that was now starting to swell and become a deep red colour.
"I've just been off the phone to the ministry. They're gonna take Remus to St Mungo's and keep him under psychiatric hold" Mr Potter's words caused me to jump up out of my seat and grab James's arm for support.
"You can't be serious! They'll run all kinds of tests on him, he'll be a lad rat!" I argued. Mr Potter nodded his head and raised his hand in acknowledgement to my words. He made his way over to the kitchen island that sat a couple of inches away from the chair I had been occupying.
