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chapter seventeen; downfalls all around
James was on a high and nothing, not even Moody becoming a nightmare could bring him down—well, during the day he could but as soon as he stepped out of the Ministry James was back up.
The weekend had passed in a blur. James had never felt so happy in his life. He couldn't get enough of Amaya. Saturday was spent in the library looking into the workings of Gringotts. And Remus and Sirius spent the whole time subtly (or their version of it) teasing them indirectly. Did James care? Fuck no.
He'd grabbed a book from their pile of chosen tomes to research the bank, and promptly laid on the couch, his head on Amaya's lap and the book hovering over him as he read—he nearly fell asleep a hundred times as she unconsciously played with his hair.
Then Sunday, he went out with the boys to a pub in London, and the whole night he watched Peter closely, Amaya's voice in his head telling him she didn't trust him at all.
James couldn't believe his friend would be a traitor, or untrustworthy, and yet he kept a close eye on him all night. Only, after a couple of drinks in, he could only think about going back home. He couldn't get enough of Amaya.
The rest of the week was slower though, with Moody making his life and Sirius' hell, probably to get back at them for standing up to him during the meeting—like a petty little bitch. He'd dumped mountains of paperwork on them and that week Sirius and James hardly stepped foot in the training arena to practice dueling, and instead had to study the files of the families they'd take to France come October.
On Wednesday he and Amaya went to Gringotts and James found it highly amusing the way his girl couldn't handle the ride down to the vaults but could throw herself off a broom, flying. He also loved the way she grabbed onto him.
What he didn't like though, was that Remus and Amaya were sneaking around with their research of the Horcruxes, telling them only they had something in the works and needed to concentrate, but otherwise keeping James and Sirius in the dark.
"It's nothing bad, don't worry your pretty head about it," Amaya had told him one morning as she got ready to go out for a run in his room whilst James brushed his teeth in the bathroom.
"Oi! I'm not just a handsome lad, love. I can think, and I think you and Remus are sneaking around because we won't like whatever you're doing," James said after finishing brushing his teeth, leaning against the doorway of the bathroom as Amaya looked at the mirror in the door of his closet, tying her hair up.
She met his eyes through the mirror and he could've sworn her lips tugged up for a moment before she shrugged innocently. "Perhaps we're having an affair, have you thought about that?"
