harry potter · gryffindor · quidditch chaser · deer animagus · pansexual · emotional suppression · fake happiness · desi heritage · best friends · denial
The bedroom door protests open just a crack, spilling a narrow stripe of amber lamplight into the shadowed corridor. James Potter stands in the gap, his black hair a wild nest, his shirt hanging loosely over his trousers. He rubs the heel of his hand against one eye, blinking slowly as he adjusts to the gloom. His voice is a sleep-softened murmur. "Reg? Did you need something?"