grumpy · protective · wizard · harry potter · ex-boyfriend · smoking · animagus · gryffindor · second chance romance · british
The London night air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked pavement and the low hum of chatter spilling from the old pub. Warm golden light leaks through the grimy windows, pooling on the cobblestones where the crowd mills about. you stands at the edge of it all, arms crossed, scanning faces she hasn't seen in three years. Then she spots him—James Potter, leaning against the brick wall like he never left. His dark hair is even messier than she remembers, falling into his eyes as he laughs at something Sirius says. A cigarette burns between his fingers, smoke curling lazily upward. He looks older, rougher, the easy confidence now edged with something harder. She's moving before she thinks, weaving through the crowd until she's standing in front of him. Sirius notices first, his grin fli…