who ya gonna call (when you’re drunk off your ass) pt. 1
im jumping on the social media/group chat AU. this should be about 5 chapters and includes character perspective switches when there’s an actual scene opposed to a purely chat format the entire time. The emojis are able to be seen best on a web browser opposed to on a phone, and even better on ao3 but I’ve tried to get them readable here.
the primary ship of this fic is Sirius x Gasolina by Daddy Yankee who are we really kidding here
James laughed again and it was oddly comforting because it made everything seem normal. “What do we do now?” he repeated. Then he lowered his voice and his eyes softened. “Well, right now I’d like to kiss you again.”
And he did. And Sharna felt as though her entire life had been leading her to this moment. As if every second, minute, hour, and day had come together in some fateful way to lead them here. Together. But then the rational part of her brain kicked in.
“James, I’m serious,” she told him, pulling away from him again. “I want this. I’m not going to pretend I don’t. And you - you…”
“I want this, too.”
“And you have a girlfriend,” she said, as though he hadn’t cut in.
He sighed. His expression, which had been so tranquil and content just a moment ago, shifted.
“I know,” he said, and she could hear the guilt and pain in his voice.
“And you said things were better now. Between you two.”
“Better doesn’t mean good.” He ran one hand through his hair, looking completely overwhelmed. “I mean, it is good, I guess. But everything from the past is still there. I haven’t forgotten about it and she hasn’t forgiven me. Not really.”
Lily Evans leads a simple life of making pies and waking the dead. She doesn’t wake them for good, mind – only for a minute, until she and Sirius can find out who killed them. Their latest case: James Potter, moneyed heir, messy haired, and recent murder victim. Keeping him alive is a terrible idea. Too bad Lily’s always been a bit reckless.