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So I've been looking for a good James comm in which to post this story, and this appears to be the only one on LJ. How odd! I would have thought James would be more popular with the fandom. Anyway, this story (already well in progress) isn't exactly James-centric, but he appears as a major character with occasional POV chapters, so I thought y'all might be interested. Hope you like it!

Title: A Conspiracy of Cartographers, Year Two, Chapter Three
Author: pica_scribit (complete fic archive)
Word Count: ~15000 and counting
Genre: Drama, Coming-of-Age
Rating: PG-13
Timeline: Marauders' second year (1972-1973)
Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Lily Evans, Severus Snape and many more
Pairing(s): Remus/Sirius pre-slash, other pairings implied or mentioned
Synopsis: The story of a werewolf's bite that sealed the fate of four boys, and of the Wizarding world. Being a chronicle of the Hogwarts years of Mssrs Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters and the Wizarding world are the sole property of J. K. Rowling. I own nothing except my own ideas, and make no profit. No copyright infringement is intended. Please don't sue me.

This Chapter: James shows Sirius around Godric's Hollow, and Sirius is undone by kindness. (Sirius's PoV)
Author's Note: Apologies again for the lack of Remus in this chapter. This and the last were supposed to be a single chapter, but it ran too long. I promise puppy snuggles in Ch 4. Is it creepy that I made James sit and eat cakes on his own future gravesite?

"Have your family been here all that time?" Sirius asked as they wandered over to an empty patch of grass a couple of rows back from the Dumbledore stone and sat down to eat the rest of the slightly squashed cakes Bathilda Bagshot had given them.

"Yeah," said James comfortably, reclining on the grass with a cake and a contented sigh, one arm bent behind his head. "The Potters, at least. Mum's family come from the south originally."

Sirius stuffed the last cake into his mouth and regarded his friend, envying his sense of belonging. James was as much at ease here, among the graves of his ancestors, as he was in his own bedroom. Sirius's own parents had nothing like this to pass on to their sons. Everything they had to offer felt empty compared to it.

(Chapter Three: Brothers)

[Prologue I] [Prologue II]
Year One: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18]
Year Two: [1] [2]
Current Location: Scottsville, VA
Current Mood: hopefulhopeful
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