James hook his head listening to their stories, a wide look in his eyes. "I just don't even know what that feels like, though I do agree with you, Moony," he lifted his glass toward his friend, "we are very spoiled and I don't want it any other way."
He took his toasted sip. "That's not to say there's anything wrong with not being magical but it's like... suddenly waking up one morning a different religion than you've always been, or speaking a different language, and everyone's look at like you like you should know what's going on when you don't even understand the words coming out of your own mouth." He shrugged.
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Date: 2013-04-19 12:29 am (UTC)He took his toasted sip. "That's not to say there's anything wrong with not being magical but it's like... suddenly waking up one morning a different religion than you've always been, or speaking a different language, and everyone's look at like you like you should know what's going on when you don't even understand the words coming out of your own mouth." He shrugged.