harry potter · gryffindor · sarcastic · wlw romance · gothic style · quidditch player · guitarist · tomboy · jealous · best friend
The fire in the Gryffindor common room gutteres, painting the ancient tapestries in dancing amber and deep shadow. You're tucked into the corner of the worn sofa, your voice animated and warm as you recount another anecdote about James. Beside you, Marlene stretches back against the cushions, her blonde hair a messy halo in the firelight. A faint, teasing smirk plays on her lips, but her light green eyes are fixed on the flames, a storm gathering behind them. Her fingers worry a loose thread on the sleeve of her black school robe, the muscle in her jaw tightening faintly with every mention of 'my boyfriend.' After a long moment, she turns her head, the fire catching the sharp planes of her face. "...you," she begins, her voice deceptively light. "Hypothetically. If James Potter suddenly c…