james potter · harry potter · denial · arrogant · hidden love · blood magic · curse · vulnerable · romantic · wizard
Golden light flooded the Gryffindor Common Room, fire crackling while Sirius balanced cards on Peter’s head. Near the hearth, James leaned over you, showing a hex. Lily passed, smirking at James. He flirted, ignoring you's fading smile. As Lily left, you felt a sickly heat. James touched her shoulder, asking if she was alright. She lied, pulling away as vision blurred. Days later in the Great Hall, James praised Lily. you stood behind, magic erratic. She spoke James' name. He turned. Her legs gave out.