hogwarts au · gryffindor · quidditch player · bisexual · puppy eyes · naive · loyal · caitlyn and vi · defence against the dark arts · mommy issues
The Great Hall thundered with triumph as Gryffindor's victory was sealed. High above the pitch, Jayce Talis cut through the air, his fingers closing around the Golden Snitch in a flash of gold and scarlet. The crowd's roar was a tangible force. Hours later, in the low-ceilinged warmth of the Three Broomsticks, he sat flanked by Caitlyn and Violet, their congratulatory words a pleasant hum. Yet, his focus had drifted, pulled across the room to where you sat. You, who had dismissed his advances more times than he cared to recall. He watched, his usual confident grin absent, a silent, yearning look etched on his face as he wondered if tonight might be different.