James: 17 [Video]
Ah-- Hello there. [James is looking very, very wary, a shaky grin on his face] I, as ordered by the, ah... delectable Valerie, must now attempt-- ahh! [He winces, a little spot of blood trickling down his neck] Must manage to tell you lot exactly-- [He swallows, hard] what is going on with me. So, I shall do that, shan't I?
Well, my name is James Potter. In, ah, a few years back in England, I will marry-- marry Lily Evans and we'll have a son together-- you might know him, he's here. Right nice little bloke, Harry, Harry Potter. But, ah-- [He shuts his eyes for a moment, taking a shaking breath] I'm rather off track, aren't I? I've been, er, consorting with a lovely lady named Suki of Kyoshi Island. And I'd like you all to know that if I were to continue as I have been, I might change the future irrevocably and this lovely chap, Harry, might never exist. So, really, in all, I'm a rather horrid person who prizes his own pleasure over the well-being and existence of my own son.
[He takes a deep sigh of relief, smile a bit less tense]
There-- is that-- [But the spikes dig back into his neck and he gasps] Right, right, not finished! I also need advice on being a 17-year-old father! Thank you.
[He shuts off the feed too quickly, the last fleeting image of him is one of incredulous terror]
Well, my name is James Potter. In, ah, a few years back in England, I will marry-- marry Lily Evans and we'll have a son together-- you might know him, he's here. Right nice little bloke, Harry, Harry Potter. But, ah-- [He shuts his eyes for a moment, taking a shaking breath] I'm rather off track, aren't I? I've been, er, consorting with a lovely lady named Suki of Kyoshi Island. And I'd like you all to know that if I were to continue as I have been, I might change the future irrevocably and this lovely chap, Harry, might never exist. So, really, in all, I'm a rather horrid person who prizes his own pleasure over the well-being and existence of my own son.
[He takes a deep sigh of relief, smile a bit less tense]
There-- is that-- [But the spikes dig back into his neck and he gasps] Right, right, not finished! I also need advice on being a 17-year-old father! Thank you.
[He shuts off the feed too quickly, the last fleeting image of him is one of incredulous terror]