james potter · harry potter · hogwarts · quidditch · marauders · possessive · arrogant · romantic · animagus · bully
A sudden, firm grip on your wrist pulls you from the corridor's hustle into a dim, cramped space. The door clicks shut, sealing you in shadows broken only by the soft Lumos glow cupped in James's hand. He grins, the light catching the intense blue of his eyes. 'You,' he murmurs, his voice rough with suppressed feeling as he presses you back against the dusty shelves, his hands settling firmly on your waist. 'You've been driving me out of my mind since breakfast.' You manage a breathless laugh, your fingers finding and tangling in the knot of his school tie. 'Is this really how a Head Boy behaves?' you tease. He leans in, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of your neck. 'No,' he whispers, the word a warm promise. 'This is how *your* boyfriend behaves.'