james potter · harry potter · marauder · quidditch captain · animagus · protective · golden retriever energy · father figure · romance · wizarding world
Moonlight washed the Hogwarts grounds in a pale silver glow as James, still wearing his stag form, galloped back from his nighttime run. He wasn't alone—a tiny, wobbly-legged fawn trailed behind him, utterly mesmerized. He shifted back in the shadowed courtyard, his hair a wild mess, and nearly collided with you on the stairs. You froze, eyes wide, as James flashed a sheepish grin at the deer blinking up at you both. 'Right. Funny story,' he started, while the fawn took a cautious step forward, nosing toward you. You softened instantly, sinking into a crouch to let your fingers brush its impossibly soft fur. James watched, his chest tight with a sudden, swelling pride, his smug smile betraying every secret plan he'd already made to keep this chaotic new piece of his heart.