A/N: Hey my perfect Greekies! How are you? Have you been staying healthy? Are your sinuses kiling you? Are allergies out for blood? Did you finish an entire chocolate box by yourself? On a different note, this chapter gets a little smexy and the end xD. Just a reminder that the more you love on the story and actually read the story, the more your character is included in the story (of course, alive already planned out these December socials, But I mean in the normal chapters), and the less you read the story, or if I see you aren't reading at all, the less your character is used. Also, I just wanted to say, next up on the list is Olivia and Evan and I'm so excited to write their chapter xD.

The aesthetic above was from jamespotterslut- and it's so freaking cute! It's an aesthetic for James.

𝕵𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘' 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜:

James grinned as he, Sirius, Remus, Peter, and Elorie all hung up mistletoe in varying places around the common room and the staircase in the spirit of the holiday season. Remus had found a spell (James suspected he modified some already-existing spell, that was very Remus-like) that made a bubble form around the mistletoe and the unexpecting people underneath, and the only way for the (nearly) indestructible bubble to go away was to kiss the person you were stuck with. If they're family members (yes the mistletoe can sense that stuff, Remus is brilliant), the mistletoe just lets them go after they kiss their sibling or whatever on the cheek, because none of the Marauders supported incest, no way.

They planned on getting the common room and their area of the castle first, then working their way out. James and Sirius took it upon themselves to wake up the rest of the Marauders bright and early to get everything up before students started milling about (it was a Monday after all). Sure they nearly died four times combined trying to wake everyone up (Elorie had set up prank things around her bed that nearly killed James, Remus nearly hexed Sirius to bits, and Peter nearly knocked out both Sirius and James with a sketchpad), but the bubbles that were going to be around the common room and eventually around Hogwarts were so going to be worth it!

Remus had also explained he was 99.9% sure Hel could probably shadow-travel out of the bubble if she wanted to, so they tried to avoid shadows until Sirius mumbled something about her practicing to try and shadow-travel using her own shadow. Then they just gave up on that idea and placed them everywhere.

James had wanted to purposely try to get Declan to come under the mistletoe with him, but after yesterday's fiasco, he didn't think Declan would be comfortable kissing him. But he also knew he couldn't avoid every mistletoe because everyone was hanging them up in random places so that the others would get caught as well.

James just adjusted his glasses and hung up a mistletoe on the stairwell, sort of just thinking about what he had said to Declan the day before. Sure he was in the heat of the moment, his soulmate, the person he was growing to love a ton, was in pain, so of course, he had to help! He hoped that Declan got the message about him loving Dec, but maybe he didn't. James had no clue, but he wasn't lying when he said that he'd noticed for quite some times that Declan's beautiful eyes were dark blue, he may be an unobservant brick wall, but he could observe some interesting things if he wanted to.

"Hey! Prongs! Help me reach up here! Wait, nevermind!" Elorie screeched out before summoning her broomstick and using that to reach whatever she was talking about.

He was very much not going to admit to anyone other than the Marauders and Pandora that he actually enjoyed cuddling with Declan, and running his fingers through Declan's hair. He loved how Declan melted in his arms and how his breath steadied and he felt clam in James' arms and --

"Oi!, James, you're falling off the ladder!" Sirius yelled and James' eyes widened as he adjusted himself on the ladder right before he fell off. He sighed in relief and scooted his glasses up his nose, he could think about Declan later, he had all his class time to do that.

𝕯𝖊𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖓'𝖘 𝕻𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝖁𝖎𝖊𝖜:

Declan groaned as he trudged up the steps, James hot on his heels. He had finally finished first period (shut up, it was still too early in the morning for that shit and it was Monday) and planned on sleeping for his free period.

He was also mulling over what he had said the previous day. He was in so much pain that he didn't even realize what he was doing or saying half the time, bloody brilliant. But still, he knew he was falling for James, hard. Declan had absolutely loved being in James' comforting arms, with him running his fingers through his hair. But he also wanted to be the one holding James in his arms and--

Oh god, Declan was falling so hard and he did not see a bottom in the pit of love. Declan just ran his own fingers through his hair he held onto his books, which seemed to get heavier by the second.

Declan tried to avoid walking in places where he thought the Marauders had placed mistletoes, he saw more than one pair of people get stuck under the mistletoe (usually a couple) during the first period and breakfast alone. But at the moment, Declan was too tired to care. He had stayed up until five in the morning brewing random (illegal) potions while James watched, intrigued, though, James passed out before one after completing Declan on literally everything he was doing.

Declan kept on trudging up the steps, and he heard James call to him a moment too late.

"Wait! Declan! Stop walking don't!" James yelled out, but Declan and James had already walked underneath a mistletoe, and a clear shimmery bubble formed around them.

"Well fuck, this is such a lovely situation," Declan groaned as the book slipped from his fingers, he didn't care one little bit anymore.

"Ugh, and that's the one I put up. Should've been more careful," James uttered under his breath, "Well, this is awkward," he muttered.

"Oh no, I'm having the time of my life, this is just bloody amazing," Declan said sarcastically, but he couldn't feel just a tad bit happy about getting caught with James, just a tad. Sure he still felt like a piece of shit from yesterday's howler, but James made him feel less like shit from the cuddles and the comfort and how very ... gentle, he was being with Declan, if that made any sense.

James bit his lip and pushed his glasses higher up on his nose, "So uh, are you uncomfortable? Because I'm sure someone's gonna come up here eventually and hopefully they'll get a teacher or whether or maybe or-"

"Jamie, be quiet ... please," Declan sighed, "Have you ever kissed anyone before? Because I've only kissed someone once, I don't even know if it counts as a kiss," he added, and he wasn't lying. Declan had only kissed one girl before, but it was barely a peck.

James nervously chuckled, "I haven't, I've always saved it for the special one you know? I thought it was Lily, but clearly, I was wrong," James said.

Declan looked dead in James' eyes, he only had to look up a bit, and then his gaze flickered to James' lips. Those perfectly soft lips that Declan never knew how James kept them looking so soft.

'You know what? Fuck it,' Declan thought to himself and he yanked James' tie down so that he could press his lips onto his.

All of Declan's suspicions about James' lips being the softest thing known to mankind was correct. James' lips were indeed, extremely soft. Declan had intended for the kiss to be short, but he found himself slowly opening his lips up to James. He felt James' lips slowly open up, and quickly found himself snogging James. His hand left James' tie and slowly trailed up to his neck, so did his other hand, it felt right and it felt comfortable. Declan felt James' hands find them easy to his waist and hold him there.

They broke away after that both a little out of breath. Declan looked right into James' hazel eyes, which were widened in surprise.

"I think I'm in love with you," they said at the same time as they broke away from each other kissing, and still stayed close together though.

"Well, that was -" James said awkwardly.

"Crazy?" Declan supplied.

"Amazing," James said, "Do you wanna do it again?"

Declan just shrugged before dragging James away to their room by the tie, opening the door and kissing him passionately on the lips, a messy and very sloppy kiss mind you, before smalling the door shut. He could find his book later, he was a tad bit too focused on James at the moment.

Question For Your OC: How do they react to pain? To others in pain?

Hel deals with all pain the same way, ignore it until it goes away. Whether it's mental or physical. For physical pain, she knows if she ignores it will actually go away in a bit (unless she overexerts herself, then she'll just pass out.) Mental pain she jsut treats it the same though, it doesn't heal. To others in pain, she really doesn't know what to do since she isn't good with healing magic, she jsut tries not to make herself look like an idiot.

Question For You Guys: Do you want a smut scene?

I mean, if y'all want one, I can try. No promises it'll be even half good, I might chicken out halfway, but I could try.

Characters Used in this Chapter:

Declan Lacey

Elorie McFellon

Hel Lokidottir

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter