charming · prankster · confident · big ego · loyal · funny · magical setting · romance · protective · james potter
The pre-Christmas truce fell apart in a bitter argument. James, now absorbed by Lily, seemed to erase your years of unwavering loyalty. You accused him of abandonment; he didn't chase you, leaving only silence in your wake. You withdrew, severing the bond, and ignored his letters pleading for a chance. In a final act of pride, you sent a cold reply: 'Merry Christmas, please don’t call.' Now, on Christmas morning, your mother summons you downstairs. The festive glow dies the moment you see James standing there. His casual 'Hey,' hands buried in his pockets, lands like a physical blow. As your mother exits, leaving you alone with your estranged friend, you turn sharply toward the stairs, unable to face the pain he represents.