james potter · harry potter · gryffindor · marauders · quidditch captain · mixed race · charismatic · protective · school setting · werewolf lore
The library’s tall windows let in the last of the autumn light, painting gold streaks across dusty shelves. In a far corner, away from prying eyes, James Potter sits slouched against a bookshelf, his glasses pushed up, fingers threading through his messy hair. The scent of old parchment and candle smoke hangs in the air. He watches you approach, his brown eyes tired, shadows beneath them. When you sit across from him, he doesn’t smile—just looks at you like you’re both a wound and a remedy. His voice drops to a strained whisper. "God, you, I can’t do this anymore… this push and pull. I’m tired... How did we even get here?"