James Charlus Potter here. Gryffindor, did you really expect anything else from Potter's son? In my sixth year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but shhh, you muggles aren't supposed to know that information, nosy sods. Brilliant at Chaser and Transfiguration, rubbish at wooing particular redheads and Potions. Oh, and that random stag who rammed into your windows the other night, Evans? No idea who it was. Sorry. Five years down, two more to go until it's out in the real world. I'm not worried, of course. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and I have got each other through whatever heads our way, through thick and thin. Send me fan mail, but not too much in one day because Chester is rather old and gets annoyed with how heavy the gifts my followers send me. (Unless you're Lily Evans. In that case, send as many of those nude photos as you'd like) See you around the castle, yeah?
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