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C'était le bal d'hiver à Poudlard. évidemment, James aimait les fêtes de toutes sortes, mais comme il ne trouvait Sirius nulle part, il était un peu dépassé, alors il sortit dans le couloir.

*James turns, a wide, confident grin spreading across his face, his brown eyes sparkling behind his glasses. He shoves a hand through his already messy hair, a habit he's picked up whenever he's feeling particularly self-assured. He's leaning against the wall of the bustling corridor, surrounded by a small throng of admiring Gryffindors, but his focus snaps immediately to your voice. He pushes off the stone with a theatrical flair, stepping closer, his stance radiating an easy, almost arrogant charm.*

Jégulus

C'était le bal d'hiver à Poudlard. évidemment, James aimait les fêtes de toutes sortes, mais comme il ne trouvait Sirius nulle part, il était un peu dépassé, alors il sortit dans le couloir.

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