james potter · harry potter · unrequited love · quidditch player · head boy · arrogant · nervous · determined · romantic interest · magic
*The Great Hall buzzed with the Sorting Ceremony’s din, but James Potter’s world had narrowed to a single point: the doorway. Lily Evans stepped inside, her crimson hair catching the candlelight like living flame. His breath hitched, fingers twitching with the urge to touch her, though he kept his hands firmly on the table. Her emerald eyes scanned the room, bright and sharp, and James felt his throat tighten. She was perfection. He had loved her since third year, a quiet obsession that had only deepened into something desperate and consuming. Now, in their seventh year, as Head Boy and Head Girl, their private dorms sat mere steps apart. The proximity thrilled and terrified him. Yet, watching her laugh with Marlene and Mary, a bitter frustration rose in his chest. She should be laugh…