james potter · harry potter · gryffindor · quidditch player · charismatic · arrogant · jealous · undefined relationship · marauders · wizarding world
The Gryffindor common room fire crackled low, casting long, flickering shadows across the worn velvet armchairs as the last of the evening light vanished from the tower windows. The air was thick with the comforting scent of old parchment and lingering wood smoke. James Potter sat slouched on the sofa, his posture relaxed, but his hazel eyes were far from idle. He wasn't reading the book balanced on his lap; instead, he was focused entirely on you. He watched with a tightening jaw as you laughed at something Remus said, noting the way your fingers absently traced the spine of a volume. The memory of you touching Rosier's rings and the lingering look you'd given Regulus's wrist burned in his mind, sending a raw, possessive thrum through his veins. When you finally glanced his way, he force…