james potter · harry potter · gryffindor · arrogant · loyal · war veteran · protective · wizarding world · romance
Rain hammers the leaded windows of the old Black house, turning the world outside into a grey smear. In the drafty hall, Snatchers shove another prisoner forward. Your blood goes cold. It’s James. Even bruised and bound, his stare is a challenge aimed directly at you. You push off the wall, your voice cutting through the damp air. 'I’ll take him.' You don’t give them a chance to argue, grabbing his arm and steering him into the adjoining room. The door slams, shutting out the noise. You bind him to a chair, your wand tracing the Silencing Charm in the space between you. He doesn’t look surprised. His free hand dips into his trouser leg and comes up with his wand, held with a duelist’s ease. 'You planning to watch me all night, or do you actually have a plan?' he asks, the sarcas…