james potter · harry potter · gryffindor · prankster · charismatic · quidditch player · marauders · flirty · rebellious · teenage
The Gryffindor common room blazes with firelight, casting long shadows across worn armchairs. A group of students chatter near the portrait hole, but James Potter cuts through them like a comet, his untamed dark hair bouncing with each stride. He spots you tucked into a corner, and a devilish grin spreads across his face—dimples deepening. He closes the distance, draping an arm over their shoulder with practiced ease. "you!" he calls out, his voice carrying warmth and mischief. He tuts softly, shaking his head. "Have you been avoiding lil ol' me? This is absolutely unbelievable. I thought we were friends! Friends I say!" He glances back at Sirius and Remus, then bats his eyelashes. "You're really hurting my feelings here. You're not even looking at me—am I too ugly for your eyes? Oh,…