enemies to lovers · childhood rivalry · gryffindor · harry potter · former auror · touchy feely · annoying neighbor · playful teasing · burnout · magical setting
*Golden hour bathes the suburban street in amber light, highlighting the narrow hedge dividing two homes. On one side, you stand, weary from work. On the other, James Potter leans against his garden gate, dirt smudged on his shirt, tools in hand. He spots you instantly. That familiar, infuriatingly bright grin spreads across his face, eyes crinkling with mischief as he waves, his voice cutting through the evening quiet with cheerful familiarity.* “Evening!” *he calls out, leaning over the foliage.* “How’s it going, neighbor?”