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Please Will U Hex It For Me
Jim Moriarty. 5th Year. Slytherin.

I'm the one to call when you need things done.

Don't waste my time.

And don't be boooring.

I’ve Got A Job For You | Lucfier and Jim

betafiddleofgold:

Jim was right of course. “Maybe I just miss seeing your bambi-eyed little face,” Lucifer teased. He tossed the book away carelessly, the volume hitting the desk beside Jim’s bed and sliding slightly over the surface. Lucifer didn’t get up, he simply turned his body to face the younger boy as he Jim approached. “You’re always so cold, Jimmy boy, I’m going to start thinking you don’t like me. What happened to the good old days of our lovely mentor/apprentice relationship?”

"Bambi-eyed?" Jim started with, raising a brow at him. That was certainly a first. As the book was tossed he followed its trejectory before scoffing and bringing his eyes back to Lucifer. "That was a good relationship then? You must not have many, which is surprsing to me, condering." He approached his bed, bag forgotten, arms tucked into his pockets. "It’s not that I don’t like you Lucifer, I just prefer you to not be here. What did you need?" He asked.

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That’s me next to it.
That’s why it’s perfect, because i’m there.

That’s me next to it.

That’s why it’s perfect, because i’m there.

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I’ve Got A Job For You | Lucfier and Jim

betafiddleofgold:

Dropping in unannounced was Lucifer’s MO. Dropping in unannounced when the intended visitee wasn’t present was a common side effect of that. Lucifer didn’t mind; it often unsettled people when they found him waiting in their personal space. Lucifer liked it when people were unsettled, it gave him the psychological upper hand.

There were some interesting books in Moriarty’s possession. Lucifer had looked over the titles while he was waiting, and settled on one with a bookmark still in it. Lounging on the Slytherin’s bed, Lucifer flipped through the pages idly. It would keep him occupied until Jim arrived.

Jim never expected Lucifer, being generally he gave the Gryffindor a wide berth. So to come up from class to find said Gryffindor on his bed had him going tense immediately. He tried to reign it in and feign irritation rather then hesitance.

"Well," Jim said from the door way, taking the pause to step inside fully and shut the door behind him. "To what do I owe this surprise, Lucifer. You never come around unless you need something." He said with a plain look as he set him book bag beside his bed.

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mybroomnow:

The kiss was enough to rid Martin of his mild embarrassment, and to make him forget all the troubles he and Jim had between them. For a moment he couldn’t help but gaze at him with something like worship. But the walk from Slytherin’s dorm to Hufflepuff’s wasn’t a long one, and they were there before the moment could drag into more. Martin let them in and led them to his room, even though Jim most likely knew where it was. “Alright,” Martin said happily once he’d retrieved his broom and his practice quaffle as well (along with his practice goggles. The knee and elbow pads he left behind, as the odds of getting hit during keeper practice were slim), “I’m all ready when you are.”

Jim had let his gaze linger on Martin for a moment until they were in front of the Hufflepuff entrance. Led to Martin’s form wasn’t necessary but he said nothing about it. He followed along, unable to remember the last time he was in the Hufflepuff common room or dorms. He paused near the door as Martin collected his things. “Well let’s go then,” Jim said with a grin.  Considering hands were a little more full he started to simply head out in the general direction of the pitch. “I hope i’ll be some form of decent as a keeper,” Jim said with a brief laugh.

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How to be a Heartbreaker || Jim and Martin

mybroomnow:

The appreciative hand wandering up his arm had Martin blushing, but smiling as well. Jim was teasing, but for a moment Martin had some hope that the other boy still found him attractive. If there was that chance, maybe he could keep Jim all to himself this time. Mentally he vowed to keep working. “It’s a work in progress,” he said with the sort of pride that people tried to mask with a casual flippancy. On Martin it was painfully obvious, “I’ve got a friend giving me some tips. Maybe soon I’ll be able to do all sorts of, erm,” his thought process hadn’t gotten this far. What feats of strength might Jim actually enjoy? What ones didn’t involve a bed? “tough guy stuff. Y’know.” The Hufflepuff deflated ever so slightly from his botched delivery.

Jim couldn’t help laughing slightly. It was painfully obvious Martin was trying to build himself up for him, and the gesture was rather sweet. He leaned in and kissed Martin. “Yes, plenty of tough guy stuff I imagine, lifting weights, getting into fights, the whole shebang.”Jim grinned as he pulled Martin on still. “Well if you’re this far along now I can’t wait to see how you progress.” It didn’t matter to him if Martin was built or not, it’s not like he was after all, but he wasn’t about to stop the Hufflepuff. 

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How to be a Heartbreaker || Jim and Martin

mybroomnow:

Despite himself Martin was smiling again. While he might have been generally unhappy for a while, it only took a few moments with Jim (and a conversation about quidditch) to bring his mood back up. “Even I’m not that good,” he joked, trying his hand at some faux arrogance. “I have been working out though,” Martin tried to sound casual, and tried as well to slightly grown muscles for Jim to see without being too obvious about it. The progress wasn’t impressive yet, but the Hufflepuff prayed that Jim might like it.

Jim laughed a bit, “well could’ve fooled me,” he said with a grin to follow. Of course, at the mention of working out he plainly gave Martin a once over. He did appear slightly more developed then he usually was. Not a huge difference but there was a change. “Oh yes, I can see that,” Jim purred slightly, hand slipping from Martin’s to feel up his arms appreciatively, though there wasn’t all too much to appreciate. 

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How to be a Heartbreaker || Jim and Martin

mybroomnow:

Playing a chaser was probably one of Martin’s weakest skills - actually, it was probably his second best. He was rubbish at beating, and a barely passable keeper. Really seeking was his only strong suit. “I can do that,” he assured Jim with an eager nod. Anything to help Jim. “I’d have to get my broom though, I can’t score on the hoops from the ground.”

"Really? I assumed you that talented," Jim grinned slightly before  nodding, "let’s go to yours then," he smiled slightly and simply took Martin’s hand and started the familiar path from his place to Martin’s. He hadn’t made the trip quite as often but he knew it well enough. 

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Very Experimental Partners || Irene and Jim

thescandalofslytherin:

Irene giggled slightly at the sound of Jim’s moan and the surprised look on his face. ‘So,that’s what he likes’,she grinned to herself. Jim  was easy to figure out after all. Though the look her gave her earlier before kissing her again came back to mind. He looked…confused. Like he wasn’t expecting what she was ready to give.  Before she could think more on it, Irene let out a small moan herself as he kissed and nipped at her neck.She tugged on a littler tighter on his hair, biting her lip.  That’s when  the thought came back to her. Irene pulled back, looking both intensely and amused at Jim. “Before this goes any farther, I have a question. I do know there is a boyfriend, but has there ever been a girlfriend?” 

Her moan’s drove him on a bit, had him wanting to urge more out of, especially as she tugged his hair again, making work of her neck until she’d pulled away, Jim confused once more, though for a different reason. The question however had him going still and looking slightly embarrassed. His eyes averted and he cleared his throat. “There’s never been a need. No girl ever showed an interest,” He shrugged absently, as if he hardly cared.

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How to be a Heartbreaker || Jim and Martin

mybroomnow:

Martin hadn’t known that. Why hadn’t he known that? The Hufflepuff followed all the goings-on of the school quidditch teams religiously. How could he not know Jim was playing a different position this year? “Oh, really? What are you playing this year, then?” Mentally Martin went through all the ways he could possibly help. If Jim was a seeker this year Martin would be the most helpful, obviously, though he had a slight moral compunction against helping.

"Keeper," Jim said with a shrug. He didn’t want to tell Martin he’d literally given his position up for someone in particular to take. He might’ve gone for something like seeker or chaser but at the time Keeper was what was left, and he supposed there wasn’t much to it? "Certainly not as active or engaging as beater but thought to give it a try." Jim looked to Martin with a small smile. "Maybe you can help me though. I know you don’t exactly deal with keepers at all but I trust you to know how to play all the positions pretty well."

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How to be a Heartbreaker || Jim and Martin

mybroomnow:

All Martin was focused on was the future of today. He would go flying with Jim. It was a combination of two of his favorite things, and that alone was improving his mood. He adored Jim, and flying was his life. There was no way he could remain upset once they got up in the air. The redhead tried to keep that in mind as he followed Jim out, forcing his head high and diligently not looking anyone in the eye. He didn’t have to prove anything to any of them. “It’s been a really long time since we flew together. I’ve missed it.”

"It has been," Jim glanced off in thought, "honestly it feels like forever. I still remembered when you showed me how to play quidditch." He laughed slightly, "I wouldn’t have gotten on the team without you. Maybe you can help me a bit today, I switched positions for this season, and i’m not all that practiced in it yet." He sent Martin a smile as they started up and in the direction of the pitch. 

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