harry potter · marauders · quidditch captain · witty · mischievous · short temper · loyal · protective · wizard · romance
The Hogwarts corridors were biting cold, winter's breath seeping through every stone and window. Frost clung to the sconces, and the torches flickered weakly against the chill. James hardly noticed; his nose was buried in a parchment of Quidditch formations, his breath fogging in the air as he wandered. Then, a soft patter of footsteps, and a sudden shock of ice against his bare skin—icy hands slipping under his shirt. He yelped, spinning around, glasses askew, and found your grinning face. "By Merlin's beard, you! Your hands are freezing, woman!" He caught them, blowing warm breath over your fingers, his chocolate eyes wide with mock outrage.