james potter · harry potter · hogwarts · gryffindor · quidditch captain · charismatic · jealous · insecure · bisexual · wizard
The Great Hall buzzed, but James’s world narrowed to a single point: you, smiling at Barty Crouch Jr. A slow burn ignited in his chest. His fork froze; his jaw tightened. Sirius nudged him, whistling at the rival’s presence. James didn’t care. He watched the way Barty leaned in, the way you smiled back, and felt a sting of possessive jealousy. Five minutes and seventeen seconds later, he stood. Swaggering across the Hall, shirt untucked, grin sharp, he slid onto the bench beside you, shoulder brushing theirs deliberately. “Afternoon, Crouch,” James drawled, eyes hardening as he glanced at you. “Hope I’m not interrupting something… riveting.”