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justagirlwholikesadam · 5 months

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Crush

Severus Snape x Fem! Reader

Summary: James Potter has a crush on a Slytherin but not just any Slytherin. James has a crush on Severus' girlfriend.

A/N: I had this idea and I couldn't sleep until I have typed it down. By the way, I haven’t read the books so if something doesn’t make sense just ignore it or stop reading. I'm not bashing on James or any one, so don't come for me. Enjoy! -L

WARNING: NSFW, Severus gets the girl, James has a crush, peeping tom, Severus becomes good, high school crushes, Severus gets his happy ending.

Word Count: 4.1K

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James thought someone had cast a spell on him because it was the only way that this shit could happen to him. He was crushing hard on the new Slytherin girl who entered in his 5th year. Harmless crush, he will get over it because he had his eyes set on Lily Evans. Sweet and beautiful Lily but in his 6th year, the new girl entered Quidditch and it bothered him when they played against each other. He found out your name when the announcer called it out when you got a winning score.

After every game he had against House Slytherin he would end up in the locker room. Showering with his cock in his hand as he pressed his forehead against the wall. He jerked his cock as he remembered the tight black trouser you had on. The way you pinned your hair back so it wouldn't get in your face while flying. How flushed your face looked after a game, how your lips looked parted as you breathed heavily.

“Fuc-cck.” James moaned loudly as he came on the tile wall of the shower. He felt wrong for liking a Slytherin, he has to hate them. They were evil and they didn't care about anymore but themselves. However his cock had a mind of its own. It wanted you.

He started to think about you more, the moment he woke up. You plagued his dreams and he dreamt being in bed with you, holding you and talking to you. Sirius and Remus started to talk among themselves when Lily passed by them in the Great Hall for breakfast, James usually followed her like a puppy whenever he saw her but recently James was always deep in thought. None of his friends saw how James would look across the tables when bringing his cup of pumpkin juice up to his lips. Remus and Sirius were on him when he started to choke on his pumpkin juice. Sirius was slapping his back while Remus started to grab napkins from the far end of the table to clean James’ mess. The juice had fallen all over the table.

“Mate, are you good?” Sirius asked as James coughed once more. James nodded before looking over at the sight that made choke.

Severus sat next to you and you were talking to him as you passed him a plate of buttered toast. James couldn't help but look away in jealousy when you leaned closer to Severus’ face and whispered something to him. Severus’ cheeks grew pink at your words and James stood up from his seat.

“I’ll catch up with you guys later.” James said and without waiting for his friends’ response. He quickly walked out of the Great Hall passing Lily without a single glance.

“He's alright?” Lily asked as she walked towards Remus and Sirius. They shrugged their shoulders before finishing their meal.

6th year was coming to an end and James still kept quiet about his crush on you. He pretended everything was normal and kept his guard up whenever you passed by. Summer was coming and the students were starting to get rid of their cloaks and sweaters. James thought he was going to faint when he saw you walking into class. The weather was humid and you wore a short sleeve button down shirt, you had ditches the pantyhose and wore black thigh high socks. James swore he had passed away when he saw your bare upper thighs when you sat down.

He kept looking at your thighs and began to wonder if your thighs were soft, he wondered if you were sensitive there. His eyes began to travel over your body, your arms and your shoulders, he lets out a sigh when he saw you pulling a book out of your bag. You looked ahead and made eye contact with him. Giving him a tight lipped smile you turn back around and face towards the blackboard. James looked around and saw you had an empty seat next to you. He was thinking of an idea to come up to tell Peter. He usually sat next to Peter during this class. James was about to stand up to make his move when you looked over your shoulder and let out a smile, too busy looking at you he didn’t even realize the person you were smiling at. James felt someone pass him and saw they had sat down next to you. He slowly sat back down and realized it was Severus. Peter came soon after and sat next to James who kept quiet throughout the entire class. Peter thought James was getting sick when he hadn't made a joke on Severus who was sitting with you a few feet ahead of them. Unknown to Peter, James was staring daggers at Severus when he saw Severus’ hand get closer to your lap under the desk. He was about to pull away when you grabbed a hold of his hand and placed it under your skirt on your right upper thigh. Severus’ shoulders tensed up when you leaned back and spread your legs wider.

Severus’ hand remained on your upper thigh throughout the entire class and James was red in the face. The second that class was dismissed; he was the first to leave, making a scene that Severus and you look over at the entrance with a weird look. Last year of Hogwarts came and the news about Severus and your relationship was the talk of the school. James and Sirius walked together as a group of girls squealed when they saw the couple ahead of them. Severus and you walking side by side down the hallway.

“What a freak show.” Sirius mumbled under his breath.

“They were cuddling on the train ride here.” One of the younger girls said to her friends.

“Lucius said it was about time before he graduated. He’s their number 1 fan, apparently.” The other said, making the rest giggle at the thought of their oldest classmate cheering Severus and you being together.

“You're telling me Snivellus has a girl before us.” Peter commented as he stood by his friends. “Good for him. They look happy.” James, Peter and Sirius looked over their shoulder at Remus who stood behind him.

“What?! I’m just saying.” Remus said as he wrapped his arm over Sirius’ shoulder and looked over at James. “Heard the girls talking about Lily coming up to you soon.” James tears away from you and looks at Remus.

“Really?” James asked. Remus nodded at him with a smile. They all knew how James wanted to go out with Lily. James tried his hardest to get you out of his mind for the last year, he knew it was going to be hard when he found out you were in four of his classes and two of them you were with Severus.

Severus had changed throughout the summer and James believed it was because of you. Severus did not look lanky at all anymore, his hair looked soft and it had grown longer throughout the summer. His clothes looked fitted and had no holes in them. James almost snapped his quill in half in mid writing when he saw Severus moving his hair to the side and saw a hickey on the fair skin of his neck. James was over the moon when he asked Lily out and she finally said yes. He invited her to The Three Broomsticks the coming weekend. He wanted to joy it, he really did but as Lily spoke her appearance changed into you. He drowned himself in Butterbeer as he tried his best to keep up with the conversations. It didn't help when he saw a group of Slytherin walking inside. His eyes widened when he saw Severus and you walking, holding hands as you entered with the group.

Severus was talking with someone when he sat down next to you casually throwing an arm around your shoulders. He did it so nonchalantly that it made James mad. He looked so normal with you and you leaned against him placing a hand on his lap.

“They look good together.” Lily said then looked back at James who frowned.

“What?” He asked Lily, she repeated herself with a smile. “He spoke to me before summer break.” James grew a scowl. “What did he say?” James asked, about to get up but Lily grabbed a hold of his arm pulling him down.

“He didn't do anything. He spoke and he apologized again. I know he meant it this time. He wanted to say sorry and to thank me for being his friend when we were younger. He told me how he met Y/n and how much he loves her.” James felt ill to his stomach as Lily spoke about Severus talking about you.

“They got muggle jobs during summer break and are saving up to go to Paris after graduation.” James frowned looking down at his drink.

“I’m so happy for him and he told me that he's happy for me too. Y/n told me she’ll kick your butt if you do anything bad to me. She’s really nice.” James looks up.

“You met her?! Spoke to her?” James asked and Lily nodded.

“Yeah, we spoke on the train ride on the first day back to Hogwarts. I saw them both in the cart. Severus introduced me to her. She’s really pretty.” Lily said before taking a drink of her Butterbeer. James quickly changed the topic, not wanting to speak more about Severus and you. He had to get you out of his mind, this is madness, he thinks to himself.

James found himself alone in the hallways after his date with Lily. He couldn't sleep and told Remus he was going to walk for a bit. He needed fresh air, with the map in his back pocket and his wand in his hand, lit up. He made sure no professor was roaming around and he took the shortcuts that he saw on the map. He decided he was going to heat some milk up to help him sleep. He kept thinking how the last year of Hogwarts for him was coming to an end and James couldn't be more happier. He was finally going to get rid of you and Severus. He never wanted to see you again. He believes the distance would be good. He wouldn't have to think about you, he wouldn’t have to dream about you. He has Lily now and he couldn't be more merry about it.

About to make it to the kitchen he froze when he heard giggling coming from inside.

“Nox.” James whispered and the light at the end of his wand dimmed down. Quickly grabbing the map from his back pocket he walked to the nearest window of the hall. He used the moonlight to see who was in the kitchen. He almost ripped the map when he saw Severus and your name standing in the middle of the kitchen. Another giggle rang out and he froze when you moaned Severus’ name.

Leave James. Leave. James, fucking leave. He was at war in his mind when he heard a low moan. He shoved the map in his back pocket and wished he had his cloak. He stares down at the knob as he hears Severus moan your name. It made the hairs on the back of James’ neck stand up.

He doesn't know how long he took but he managed to turn the knob and was surprised when there was no charmed lock on the door. He slowly opens it and looks through the crack of the doorway. James hits the frame of his glasses with the door when he leans forward and his breath hitched at the sight of Severus. Severus was sitting down, his head was thrown back, his shirt was unbuttoned and open showing his pale and smooth chest. His collarbone stood out when he leaned back once more with a deep moan. James looked down to see Severus’ hands deep in your hair. You're down on your knees between Severus’ legs. James can hear you moaning as you sucked Severus off. He can hear you gagging and your wet moans.

He watches as Severus pulls you away from his cock, you're huffing and trying to catch your breath as you stare up at Severus. James can't see your face but the way Severus is looking down at you and the trail of saliva on Severus’ long cock. He knows you are loving it, you love being on your knees for him. Severus leans down to kiss you, cupping your face as he deepens the kiss.

“Please.” James hears you beg with a whimper.

“What do you want, love? Tell me.” Severus asked as he began to kiss your cheek down to your neck. His long fingers are quickly unbuttoning your shirt. James watched how Severus kissed you so desperately as he takes you in his arms.

“I want your cock. I need it.” James bites his bottom lip at your words. Severus helps you stand up and pulls you to stand between his legs.

James watched as you kissed him, wrapping your arms around Severus’ neck. Severus' hands wanders behind you and James feels face turn bright red when he saw Severus' hands go under your skirt, pulling your black underwear down to your ankles. Severus unclip the skirt from your hips and let it drop on the kitchen floor. His hands quickly go up to touch your ass, he plays with it and squeezes it as he looks up at you. James hears Severus and you speaking in low whispers. He hears the words I love you and I can't wait.

“As much as I love your nose.” You said but trailed off with a moan when Severus leaned down to kiss your mound. His sticky hands grab a hold of your underwear and toss them aside.

“I need your cock. Please.” You pleaded, making Severus chuckle as he stood up from his seat. Severus turns you around and leans you over the table. “Mulciber is waiting for his sandwich.” Severus mumbles and groans when you look over your shoulder at him as you grind your ass against him.

“He’ll get it soon. He can wait. He's not going to starve to death.” James can’t help but stare at your bra, the lacy bra looked so delicate holding your breasts. Severus cups your breasts from behind, squeezing them over the bra before one of his hands goes between your legs making you whine.

“Shhh, You have to be quiet. Don’t want one of the elves coming here and seeing you dripping wet for my cock.” James saw a bright smile appear on your face as Severus teased you.

“Sev!” You shouted as Severus propped one of your legs up on the table and pushed you down on the table. James can see you tremble and hears you begging Severus to fuck you.

James without a single thought in his head, take the wand from his right hand and begins to unbutton his trousers and unzips it slowly when Severus begins to thrust into you from behind. Your moans and the sound of skin slapping together filled the kitchen. James is jerking himself off harder when Severus pulled your hair, making you lean back taking his thrusts as you cry out. Severus moans as he kisses your neck, one of his hand pulls your bra down and your breasts are bouncing from how rough he’s fucking you.

“Sev!” You cry out when Severus brings his hand from your tit to your neck, holding it.

James is biting the inside of his cheek to not make a noise. He can taste the copper in his mouth when Severus tells you he’s about to cum.

“In me, baby. Fill me up.” Your voice cracks when Severus pulls you against him and groans as he speed up his thrusts.

“Take it. Take it, love. Take everything.” James watched as you drop your mouth open and began to tremble when Severus’ hand drop down between your legs. James wished the table was out of the way so he see your cunt. He hears it though, he can hear how wet it is.

James imagine your wet cunt on Severus’ face. The comment you made earlier was stained on his mind. You loved his nose, that hook nose that everyone made fun of it is now getting drenched by your juices.

James watched as you came undone as you leaned back at Severus, your leg had dropped down and you’re in Severus’ control. He wrapped his arms around you as he rammed himself inside, his face hidden between your neck and shoulder.

“Fuck-k Y/n!” Severus cried out as he held you tight as he came inside of you. James let out a whine when he felt his balls tighten at the sight of you. Your head is leaning back against Severus’ chest, your tits are bare, your hair tousled and the smell of sex filled James up. He cums in his hand and makes a loud noise.

“Who’s there?!” James jumps at Severus’ voice and quickly runs down the halls with his softened cock in the open and his right hand covered in cum.

Severus slams the door shut and walks back to you as he zips himself up. He hums at the sight of you and grabs the forgotten underwear on the floor. Tucking it in his back pocket, he watches as you lean against the table trying to catch your breath.

“Who was it?” Severus shook his head as he grabbed your skirt, wiping his hand over it making sure it was clean for you.

“No one was there.” He tells you as he wraps the skirt around your hips and clips it together. Severus watches as you begin to button your shirt back up. “I love you.” Severus spoke softly as he finished the last button of your shirt and fixed the collar of your shirt. Severus thinks he will never get tired of your smile. You smile bright at him before leaning forward to kiss his bare chest.

“I love you.” You said wrapping your arms around him. You pressed your face against his chest, enjoying his scent and his warmth. Severus kissed your forehead and hugged you back.

“Five more months.” You mumble against his skin and Severus smiles at your reminder. “Fuck, what kind of sandwich did Mulciber wanted?” You hear Severus ask from above.

“I have no idea.” You say pushing away from your boyfriend and helping him button his shirt as Severus began to accio the ingredients he needed to make a sandwich.

Mulciber was in bed reading the newspaper when Severus came walking in. Mulciber raised a brow at Severus who dropped a bag on his lap and walked over to his bed. Laying down with a sigh, he put his arms under his head.

“Did you ransack the kitchen?” Mulciber said with a chuckle as he took out three different types of sandwiches. Severus looks over at his friend who had a sly grin. Mulciber took note of Severus’ face, his lips were pink and looked puffy like he just finished setting the world record for the longest kiss. Mulciber can see a hickey peeking under Severus’ dark locks. The first two buttons of his shirt were undone and his hair was a mess and Severus looked completely relaxed.

Severus was sitting next to you in the Great Hall for breakfast the next day. He listened as you spoke with your friends about an essay due for class as he filled his plate up with waffles and sausages. He was about to ask you to pass him the maple syrup when he looked ahead and his eyes met with no other then James Potter. Severus frowned and looked away but then looks back again at James and noticed his eyes were on you now. You didn't pay attention, to focus on the meal in front of you and talking with your friends. Severus leans towards you.

"I think I found out who was peeping at us." Severus whispered making you freeze in mid bite and look over at him.

"Who?" You whispered. Severus points ahead with his chin and starts to cut his waffles. You look ahead slowly and looked at James who was talking with another boy, you didn't believed it until James looked back at you and his cheeks grew pink, he quickly avert his eyes from you.

"No fucking way. Why him? Doesn't he hate your guts?" Severus nods at you before looking back at you.

"There's only one way to find out." Severus said before biting into his waffles. "You mean Legilimens." Severus nodded at you.

James knew he shouldn't have looked ahead again. He felt embarrassed after last night, cumming at the sight of Severus fucking his girlfriend. James was about to leave when there was cheering and whistling ahead of them. His friends looked over their shoulders and James looked to see what the people were cheering. The entire Slytherin table were up on a roar as they saw you kissing Severus bright and early in the morning. Severus felt you place a hand on his chest and he almost forgot why you were doing it. He looked ahead to see your plan had worked, you had caught the attention of James Potter. The Gryffindor boy was staring right at Severus.

Severus took a deep breathe and enter into James' mind. Sirius placed a hand on James' shoulder when James winced, saying he just got a headache out of no where. Severus didn't need much time, he ran thorough James' mind with ease and when he found out what he was looking for he got out of his mind. You look over to see Severus' with a small frown as he stared down at his plate.

"I should kill him." Severus mumbled to you and you placed a hand on his leg under the table. "He thinks about you. He has cum at the thought of you. He saw us last night, Y/n."

"No more pranking, remember." You told him, grabbing a hold of his hand under the table. "Do not fret over him. He's just jealous that he can't have what he wants. Let him be. The school year is almost over and we will be out of here."

Severus lets out a sigh but nods at you. He continues on with his breakfast trying to ignore how James craved for you. The end of the school year came and every thought of James vanished away. Severus and you had bigger things to think about and plan. Your friends hugged you and begged you to write to them as soon you and Severus' landed in Paris. Severus' group of friends bid him goodbye and in hushed whispered let him know that he who should not be named was waiting for him when he returned.

In the train to the airport, you looked down at your tickets. Severus had come back to his seat and looks over at you. He holds a vial towards you and you grab it before feeling him kiss your forehead. You open it and you can smell the Polyjuice Potion.

"Sandra Johnson." Severus said as he takes an ID from the pocket of his cloak. Shutting the vial close and tucking it in your pocket, you grabbed the ID, you saw a picture of a older white woman with different color hair from yours. Severus shows you his, a picture of a older man who's blading and weighs more than he should.

"Clyde Johnson." You read the fake ID to Severus. "You have thought of everything." You added as you tucked the fake ID with your plane tickets to the States.

You lean against Severus who welcomed you into his arms. This was the plan, a plan to run away and never look back. Severus knew the Death Eaters wanted him to join, he was foolishly enough to listen to them and visited one of their meeting but at the end he couldn't go through with it not when he met you. You had changed him, he found himself wanting a future with you, away from everyone, away from the war. All of his life he had to deal with pain and suffering from the hand of his abusive father and from his bullies. Severus and you decided the night both of you confessed your love to one another that both of you were going to run away together and start somewhere new, somewhere where no one knows who Severus and Y/n are.

#harry potter fandom #severus x reader #young severus snape fanfic #young severus snape x reader #severus snape x reader angst #smut #sfw #james potter #minor remus lupin #james potter has crush #severus snape gets a happy ending #severus snape smut #cute #happy ending

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gabihime-jegulusseeker · 6 months

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Marauders era characters incorrect quotes: at the potter's house

James: what’s worse than a heartbreak?

Marlene: living with parents who are homophobic

Sirius: living with your parents

Regulus: living

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static-radio-ao3 · 1 month

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@jegulus-microfic // march 26 // prompt: transfiguration // words: 1100 // cw: some blood and a minor wound (but it's v cute + fluffy)

“How did this happen again?” Sirius asks as he dabs at the cut along the palm of Regulus’ hand. The cloth stings, despite Sirius’ best attempts to be gentle.

“Just got a strong grip,” Regulus mumbles. His eyes flit around the room, catching on the gaudy red drapery and the mess of clothes scattered on every spare surface.

“Uhu, sure.” Sirius doesn’t look away from what he’s doing, carefully cleaning the wound. “But really?”

It’s not the first time something like this has happened. It has actually been a pretty common occurrence this past year. Summer had done James good and Regulus had a hard time not noticing it.

A few weeks ago, during Transfiguration, Regulus had accidentally made the windows explode when James walked in to drop off a note for professor McGonagall.

He’d sent Regulus a small smile on his way out and it immediately made Regulus' heart trip and the windows burst. James had been so brave about it too, sheltering Regulus’ body with his own to keep any shards from falling on him. He still remembers the warmth of his cloak and the scent of his shampoo.

Not too long after that, James had passed him in the courtyard when he was messing around with Barty and Evan. A cheery call of “Hey, Regulus!” and his spell had slipped out of his control, hitting a few people with a relatively harmless stinging hex.

Today, Regulus had been sitting next to Sirius in the Grand Hall, not aware he was actually in James’ spot. When James slid onto the bench next to him, thighs pressing against each other and the heat of his body seeping though the fabric of is clothes, Regulus had accidentally made the cups of pumpkin juice shatter.

Unfortunately, he had been holding his own, which is why he is currently perched on the edge of Sirius’ bed as Sirius tries to heal the small cut on the palm of his hand.

“I keep…” Regulus puffs up his cheeks, considering his words. “I keep messing things up. When J— this guy walks into the room.”

“You have a crush?” Sirius asks, finally looking up from the task at hand to meet Regulus’ eye.

“Don’t say it out loud,” he hisses. Regulus has to resist the urge to clap his hand over Sirius’ mouth, never mind the fact that they’re alone in his dorm right now.

“Why?”

“It’s embarrassing!”

“It’s not embarrassing! I think it’s sweet! My little brother, all grown up.”

Sirius sounds fond. Proud. Warmth sparks behind Regulus’ ribs.

“M not little,” he huffs, but it lacks any real heat. He knows he’ll always be Sirius’ little brother.

Good thing it’s his favorite thing about himself.

The blood has been cleared away enough for Sirius to see the cut. It’s not deep, thankfully, so a simple mending spell should do the trick.

The feeling of the spell is pleasant on his skin, like dipping his hand into warm water, relief rushing over him.

As luck would have it, James chooses that exact moment to walk into the room. Regulus counts to ten in his head, an attempt to quell the magic that is coursing through his veins and desperate to burst from his fingertips.

James looks handsome like this, hair a bit messy from where he has been running his hand through it, glasses low on his nose. Regulus itches to push it back into place. His tie is a bit too loose to be acceptable, but he seems to get away with it every time. The golden details of his uniform compliment the hazel of his eyes and Regulus is at risk of swimming in them if he doesn’t look away.

“Reg, hey, are you okay?” He sounds breathless, like he ran up the stairs to get here. Regulus tries not to get his hopes up.

He coughs, just to make sure his voice is still there. “Yeah, just a cut. Sirius is fixing it.”

Neither Sirius nor Regulus mentions that they are used to patching each other up. More familiar with each other’s healing magic than they’d like to admit. They had spent long nights with books they’d borrowed from the Black family library, learning simple healing spells.

“Why not go see Pomfrey?”

Regulus ignores the indignant hey from Sirius and says, “She had her hands full already. But it’s fine. Sirius can—”

“Here, let me,” James says, nudging Sirius out of the way.

Sirius is about to protest when he catches sight of Regulus’ face, a slow blush crawling up his neck and blooming on his cheeks. Understanding sparks in Sirius’ eyes and a shit-eating grin forms on his face.

“Yeah, Prongs can take care of this. I have to head out anyway.”

Regulus tries to communicate to Sirius that he should absolutely not leave or Regulus might end up accidentally setting his bed on fire. Or on purpose. He’s not sure yet. But Sirius elects to ignore his warnings and shuts the door behind him with a wink.

James’ hands are warm. His palms are calloused from all those hours practicing Quidditch, but no less gentle in their prodding.

“Strong grip, huh?” James murmurs as he pokes at the tender skin on Regulus’ hand. There isn’t much to mend anymore, Sirius was basically done, but neither of them mentions it.

“Yeah, apparently.”

Regulus is thankful his voice doesn’t crack, but the heat in his face is persistent, straying up to the tips of his ears.

“Mh, maybe you should try out for the Slythering Quidditch team. I’d like to have some real competition on the pitch.”

“Maybe.”

“Then again, maybe you’ll be distracted enough to let me sneak by, or to set your team’s brooms on fire.”

Red blooms in Regulus’ face, almost brighter than the red on the walls. His embarrassment is short-lived though, because James is laughing fondly, hands still cradling Regulus’ own.

“You did it on purpose!” He accuses.

“Not on purpose, per se. I just wanted to test a theory,” he muses. A thumb strokes over the back of Regulus’ hand and goosebumps erupt on his skin. James hums, content. “I’m sorry, though. I didn’t want you to get hurt.”

Regulus huffs in annoyance, but it’s a show and they both know it.

“I really am sorry,” James says again, ducking his head so he can meet Regulus’ eye. One of his hands comes up to push a dark curl away from Regulus’ forehead. Then, it settles on the side of his face. In the quiet space between them, he murmurs “Let me kiss it better.”

#regulus has an obvious crush and accidental magic #a recipe for disaster #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #jegulus microfic #mil's microfics #mil's writing

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redadidassneakers · 1 year

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*having crab for dinner*

Remus: it’s absolutely awful how we eat crabs

Remus: like how would you feel if I ripped your legs open and ate out your insides?

Sirius:

James:

Lily:

Regulus:

Sirius: yes please

#everyone has a crush on remus lupin #the marauders era #incorrect quote #the maruaders #hogwarts #sirius black #remus lupin #marauders headcanon #james potter #regulus black #lily evans #peter pettigrew #marauders textpost #wolfstar #wolfstar textpost

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oxydiane · 2 years

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12 year old sirius would scribble down “sirius potter” on his parchment instead of taking notes during transfiguration and mcgonagall snatched the thing from his desk exactly once. the one time it happens sirius looks so mortified she smiles and decides to incinerate the parchment on the spot before reprimanding him because she may have a soft spot for him but favouritism is out of question. things get a lot more interesting when years later she’s teaching slytherins and snatches a piece of parchment with “regulus potter” written on it.

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loveeari · 8 months

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marlene: what- regulus: please don't ask regulus james and lily stuck under a mistleto: marlene: HOW? lily: it was all pandora's fault marlene: so kiss? james: we tried cheek kisses forehead kisses hand kisses but we got one left remus walking by: the ultimate threeway kiss marlene: OOOoOoOOoOo regulus: can we get this over with, if sirius sees all three of us you and lily are dead while i'll be stuck with the overdramtic brotherly betryael spiel peter: he's right it went on for three hours, i timed it lily: pucker up boys

#funny #harry potter #sleep deprivation #regulus black has regrets #(kissing his crushes was not one of them)#james potter #lily evans #jegulily #hp marauders #the spiel was over regulus acidently eating the lass chocalet frog #sirius still brings it up

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marauderstars · 2 years

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Jegulus bonding over how big a crush they both used to have on Remus Lupin.

#everyone has a crush on remus #remus lupin #jegulus #wolfstar #harry potter #hp marauders #marauders era #marauders #regulus black #regulus and james #james potter #the marauders

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olivers-cocoapuffs · 1 year

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Regulus as a pro quidditch player who refuses interviews for almost anyone except James (sports journalist), who’s interviews he does ‘begrudgingly’

#He gets excited when he sees james #but he has to play cool otherwise James will know he’s got a massive crush #Regulus black #james potter #starchaser #sunseeker #jegulus #Marauders au #the marauders #slytherin skittles

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starsarestories · 8 months

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Remus John Lupin being every single Marauders guy's gay awakening

#remus lupin #sirius black #regulus black #james potter #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #peter pettigrew #benji fenwick #marauders era #marauders #gideon prewett #fabian prewett #snakes and lions (literally everyone has a crush on him - even the lesbians)

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rideulie · 1 year

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Hogwarts circa, 1970's

X : soo, how did you realize that you're a queer?

"EVERY non-sapphic queer student" : I had a crush on Remus Lupin in 4th/5th year.

#remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #the marauders #peter pettigrew #everyone has crush on remus #queer #remus lupin the casanova of gryffindor #this is a fact #i was there #the marauders incorrect quotes

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valoflunar · 7 months

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James is #1 dorlene shipper and Marlene is #1 jegulus shipper

#marauders era #marauders girls #marlene mckinnon #james potter #regulus black #dorcas meadows #dorlene #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #james x regulus #marlene x dorcas #james potter x regulus black #marlene mckinnon x dorcas meadows #And they would just gush to each other abt their respective slytherin cushes who seem cold #like marlene starts squealing when james tells her abt the interactions he has with reg #and james teases marlene when she tells him abt dorcas #imagine james and marlene having a sleepover and jsut talking abt their very delululu crushes #james: He smirked at me today after he insulted me today #marlene: NO WAY its ur enemies to lovers dream jam yk dorcas also insulted me too but its like a tease insult #theyre so delululu i=and i love them for it #and then when dorcas and regulus become more and more warmer to the shipping gets even bigger #marlene and james girl talking #marlene and james #james and marlene

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enbysiriusblack · 1 year

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everyone James potter has had a crush on:

frank longbottom

rolanda hooch

marlene mckinnon

amos diggory

remus lupin

emmeline vance

lily evans

gilderoy lockhart

mary macdonald

ted tonks

regulus black

harrison ford

mark hamill

carrie fisher

#gonna do this with everyone #frank and hooch was more of an admiring crush. like he had a crush cause they were nice and talented in things he cared about #marlene's was more confusing friendship for a crush. they're such good friends and he knew he loved her but got confused in which way #amos was a very strong crush. i feel like james tried asking him on a date but amos is straight and it probably didn't end well #had a crush for a while. i mean remus is very attractive in a non conventional way. james definitely kept the crush a secret from sirius #went on a date with emmeline as they both (thought) they liked each other but emmeline lightly turned down the offer of a second date #ofc he has a crush in lily. very much in love #james kissed gilderoy. he did. we all know it. but gilderoy probably spread rumours about them doing more or just of james' friends #so james' crush very much went away after that #i feel like he had a crush on mary more in the earlier hogwarts years but mary never knew about it and james never did anything about it #he so giggles and stammers whenever he comes with sirius to see andy and ted #ofc he has a crush on regulus. very much in love #amd finally he's a bisexual star wars fan. definitely has a crush on the main three. no one can argue with that #marauders era #marauders #james potter #james potter headcanons

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coffeedrgn87 · 2 years

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Because Happiness Deserves Happiness In Return

Today @thebooktopus decided to bless me with 400 words of perfect happiness. I still don't know what I did to deserve such kindness or why I am so lucky as to have people write me things...especially things randomly screamed about weeks ago and then swiftly put out of my mind because there's simply not enough space in my brain for yet another plot bunny. Anyway, *takes a deep breath*, I firmly believe that kindness of the 📗🐙 kind should be paid forward. So, Maddy, you know my feelings about your existence in my life, so I'm just going to drop my first-ever Wolfstar here for you and barricade myself in my dragon cave...because I may be just a wee bit terrified. Also, this is sort of loosely inspired by today's prompt but since it isn't Drarry, I'm not connecting the dots.

DG☕️🐉

Sirius pulled himself up onto the stone wall and leaned against the square column behind him. He drew one leg up and casually rested his chin on his knee, then retrieved a package of Muggle cigarettes from inside his robes. Something mint-flavoured he’d picked up at a random corner shop on his way to King’s Cross earlier this month. He’d, of course, used a sneaky little glamour to appear older.

Placing a cigarette between his lips, Sirius lid it with the tip of his wand while simultaneously offering the packet to James, who declined with a shake of his head.

With a shrug, Sirius took a deep drag and stashed his cigarettes away again.

“Suit yourself, Jamie.”

He glanced past Prongs. Sirius’ eyes immediately sought out Moony, who’d taken up residence underneath his favourite tree and sat with his knees drawn up almost to his chest, his nose buried in a book. Moony’s hair was getting a bit long, and it messily hung around his face, obscuring most of it. For some inexplicable reason, that banal thought made Sirius smile. Only when Prongs snorted with laughter did he shift his attention and glowered at his best friend.

“What?” he snapped, glaring at Jamie, who laughed even harder, then shook his head but struggled not to double over laughing.

Sirius took another drag of his cigarette and decided he hated the flavour with a passion. But he was also quite reluctant to give up on the nicotine rush. He toyed with his wand, then casually pointed it at Prongs and fired a non-verbal stinging hex at him. It almost hit, but Prongs deflected at the last moment, scorching a small circle of grass instead.

Sirius glared harder.

“Don’t be an arse,” he grumbled.

Prongs smiled.

“Am not,” he said, but his bespectacled brown eyes continued to glimmer with mischief.

“You are,” Sirius huffed, annoyed over not understanding what on earth Prongs found funny enough to laugh until his stomach muscles protested.

But Sirius wasn’t stupid, far from it. He was perceptive enough to notice how Prongs’ gaze kept travelling between him and Moony, and as he looked back and forth, he gradually sobered up. His expression wasn’t exactly a serious one, but he looked much like someone who knew something Sirius didn’t know but felt like he ought to know. He frowned at Prongs, and because he didn’t know what question to ask, he simply raised an eyebrow, hoping to convey his confusion one way or the other.

But he wasn’t prepared for Prongs shaking his head and point-blank refusing to satisfy his curiosity.

“You’ll work it out eventually, Padfoot.”

Sirius was about to flay Prongs with a chilly glower, but before he could react, Prongs had already—and very conveniently—spotted Lily Evans. He called out to get her attention, then dashed off, undoubtedly to chase after her. Sirius shook his head and sniggered. When was Prongs finally going to learn that Lily Evans would never give him the time of day? Probably never. Prongs was like a dog with a bone when it came to that girl…

Taking one last drag, Sirius slid off the stone wall. He threw the stub of his cigarette onto the ground, stubbed it out with his boot, and then vanished it with a casual flick of his wand. He strolled over to Moony, flopped into the grass beside him and rested his head on Moony’s shoulder; Sirius closed his eyes.

“What’cha reading?”

“Oscar Wilde,” Moony replied.

“Ah.”

Sirius had no idea who or what Oscar Wilde was, but he was sure that Moony would explain eventually. He always summarised his favourite books for Sirius, and Sirius couldn’t wait to curl up by the fireplace in the common room and listen to Moony’s animated tales. He sometimes conjured up little smoke figures to add a visual element to his storytelling, and that was Sirius’ favourite part. That and listening to Moony talk.

“Jamie was mean to me again,” he complained, snuggling closer to Moony, seeking the warmth of his body.

Warm laughter bubbled out of Moony, and Sirius’s heart fluttered slightly. He couldn’t explain why, but he liked the feeling. It only ever happened when Moony laughed or touched him or smiled or snuggled up with him. It didn’t make much sense to Sirius, but he’d long since decided to roll with his feelings for Moony, whatever those were.

“I’m sure he wasn’t.”

Sirius huffed.

“You’re supposed to take my side, you know.”

Moony laughed again, and although Sirius still had his eyes closed, he could picture Moony’s face quite clearly in his mind, his soft and warm amber eyes, his unruly light-brown hair, too long and in desperate need of a haircut — Sirius would take care of that soon.

“Am I now?” Moony asked, his voice soft, teasing.

Sirius nodded.

“K, then, your side it is.”

And with that, Moony slung his arm around Sirius, who shifted and ended up with his head in Moony’s lap. He kept his eyes closed but curled into a small ball at Moony’s side and smiled when Moony simply proceeded to use his head as a bookrest and continued reading. Comfortable silence descended over them, and although other students were milling about, Sirius had no problem ignoring their presence. He was in his happy place, and he intended to stay here for as long as Moony would let him.

#dg writes #wolfstar #for the first time ever #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #padfoot #prongs #moony #someone has a crush #and is entirely oblivious #but someone else probably knows #perhaps the crush does too #who knows #the author certainly doesn't #kindness for kindness #paying it forward #stepping out of my comfort zone #something new for the dragon

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padfootastic · 1 year

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♒ - cooking/food headcanon ☼ - appearance headcanon for prongsfoot? :D

oooh i love these, thank you!!!

cooking/food headcanon

- okay, okay so. try and have breakfast together as a tradition carried over from the potter household.

- sirius goes to effie & learns how to make some of james’ fav dishes bc that’s the best remedy for when he’s feeling upset.

- their palettes are actually very different and they often have to make different food items for themselves. it’s why cooking together becomes an imp & loved time of their day.

appearance headcanon

sirius’ hc here!

- james is one hearty beefcake!!!! very thick thighs, toned calves. formidable biceps. he doesn’t have like—washboard and or anything but he’s very toned yknwim? a sinful v-line. a bit of a dad bod, vibe actually. has one huge pectoral tattoo.

- his clothes are expensive as shit but very comfortable. almost always a bit tight on him bc hes much broader than the size calls for.

- not a huge fan of formal muggle clothing bc it feels constricting and almost always goes for robes.

- messy clothes gang!!! tie is always skewed, shirt untucked & a bit crinkly. his shoes are scuffed and there’s always a smidge of dust somewhere or the talent.

- (looks very, very good in brightly coloured lace lingerie. sirius buys him so many sets it’s unreal)

From this character headcanon ask game

#sirius black #james potter #there’s nothing new here about james lol #james has almost definitely crushed a watermelon w his thighs btw #i’m undecided on what the pectoral tat is but i know it’s there #i can See It very well #perhaps a magical creature? 🤔#also the thing is: i hc him as one of those super active kids #who sees a ledge and just HAS to start climbing ykno?#that’s why his clothes are always in disarray #pen’s asks #ask game

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atdhpgirl · 2 years

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When your crush friendzones you, TILL THE GRAVE!!

#hp #harry potter #ravenclaws #funny memes #hermoine granger #severus snape #ron weasley #harry potter marauders #harry james potter #snappy has been friendzoned till his own and Lily's grave!#when your crush friendzones you and has a child with your enemy

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Wildest Dreams

James Potter x fem!reader

Summary: Finding out that your ex-best friend might have smelt you in the Amortentia feels as surreal as you smelling him.

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: harassment, non-consensual touching (non-sexual), insecurities

When you hear the door to the classroom swing open, slam into the wall, and as if on cue a chorus of laughs resound around the room, you know it's James and his imbecile friends.

Your lips thin into a tight-lipped smile as you send Marlene an exhausted look.

"Gentlemen," Slughorn drones on as he turns to look at the boys, who comedically trip over themselves to find their spots in the crowd of students, "You're late."

"Evidently, Professor." Sirius Black quips and nudges his shoulder into James. The latter smirks.

James has somehow found his way next to you. He hasn't done it on purpose but when he turns his head and sees you beside him, his smirk turns into a wide smile.

A smile that never fails to make your knees shake and your heart feel like it could explode.

"Y/n," James whispers.

"Hi Potter," you roll your eyes, hiding a smile behind faux frustration.

You and James aren't friends. Well, unless you counted the years from ages four to eleven, when you had been inseparable. You'd grown apart these last years and while you'd cried over your lost friendship in first year, you had decided it was for the best to distance yourself from him anyway.

Having a crush on your best friend is incredibly cliché.

Still, although you weren't friends in the same way as you had been, James has always been kind to you.

He says hello to you when he sees you in the hallway. You have had pleasant conversations in passing, and when his family occasionally has yours over – for old times sake – you both sit on the balcony outside his window and talk as if nothing has changed.

You shift away from James a little, feeling too close to him, and cross your arms. You turn your attention to Slughorn as he clears his throat and lifts the lid from the pot, "Very well then,"

His sentence is drowned out by the soft, delicate smell that fills the room. You pin-point the scent of broom-polish immediately. Rosemary, vanilla, bergamot and cedar. Your expression falls. Bergamot and cedar. Your head spins and you wonder if James put on too much cologne this morning or if —

Your mind suddenly goes completely blank when you feel James's breath against your ear, uttering exactly what you had been wondering, but this time about you, "Hey, did you put on more perfume than usual? I can smell it from here," his voice is teasing and you feel just a little fainter than you already had been.

"Amortentia," Slughorn interrupts, "The most powerful love potion to exist. It smells differently to everyone, depending on what attracts them — or sometimes who attracts them," He continues on, explaining the dangers of the potion, but you aren't listening anymore.

You look up. James has gone quiet and he's staring at the bubbling liquid, a vacant look in his eyes. Your heart clenches and you turn your head, inclining it down. You must have heard him wrong. James must have been confused.

A pit forms in your stomach when James moves away from you, leaving your side feeling empty. You hear him laugh with Remus and your hand squeezes around your arms.

You hadn't worn any perfume this morning.

"Hey, Y/n/n," You're pulled from your thoughts when William, another Gryffindor, comes up from behind you and shoves into your shoulder so he's standing next to you.

"I knew I'd smell someone as hot as you in there," He teases, leaning in close. "Just like fucking vanilla," Williams brings his hand into your hair, twirling some strands in his fingers as he presses his nose close to your temple and inhales.

"Hey," You move your head away, feeling disgusted. William just barks out a laugh and his arm extends to grab yours. Suddenly, you're almost pushed to the side when James stands in front of you and shoves William away. The boy bumps into the cauldron and the Amortentia spills all over the floor.

"All three of you," Slughorn suddenly booms, his cheeks flushed crimson, "McGonagall. Now."

So you find yourself standing in the middle of James and William in McGonagall's office. The older woman is sitting at her desk, her arms crossed as she stares at you all from behind her small glasses. She looks at William first considering his shirt is drenched in the thick liquid from the Amortentia, "What happened?"

"Potter shoved me," Williams states quickly, glaring at James.

"And I'd do it again," James snarls, crossing his arms.

McGonagall looks utterly exhausted at their bickering and turns her attention to you. "What about you, Miss Y/l/n, care to explain what happened?"

William sends you a dark look, but when you look at James his expression is soft. "William made me uncomfortable in class and when James saw, he accidentally shoved him into the Amortentia and it spilled all over."

"It wasn't an accident! He did it on purpose!" William argues like a child and James sends him a knowing smirk.

"Oh yeah, the shove was intentional," he grins wolfishly, "Although, I didn't mean to knock the potion over, Minnie," James looks over at McGonagall and this time he looks a little sheepish. McGonagall just stares at him as if he has gone insane and then she looks at you.

"You can leave, Miss Y/l/n," she says and looks back at the boys and hums, "You two may not."

You glance at James a little nervously but he sends you a reassuring smile. So, you ignore William's loud complaining and thank McGonagall as you walk out of her classroom.

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A few hours later, when you're walking out of the Great Hall after dinner, you and your friends run into James again. He's also with his friends, leaning against the wall, and they're laughing obnoxiously loud.

However, when James sees you his smile widens. "Ladies," he says, crossing his arms cheekily.

"Gentlemen," your lips curl into a smirk as you nod at Sirius, Remus, and Peter. James tilts his head at his friends, his expression quirking almost as if he's annoyed that you mentioned them and not him.

"You feeling okay?" James asks.

You stare at him, trying to understand exactly what he means.

Does he really care or is he only asking because he's in trouble because of you. Is it mocking?

You start to overthink and James can sense it. So, he moves a little closer to you and you can smell his cologne. It sends heat creeping up your neck.

He asks again. "After what happened with William," he whispers, "when he made you uncomfortable. Are you okay?" James looks genuine and you see his hand hesitating to touch your arm.

You look up at him, staring into his eyes, "O-Oh, yeah. I'm fine. I was just - I didn't think anyone would have smelt me in that potion," you laugh, rambling because that's what you do when you're nervous. You can see James's expression shift into a small smile.

"You'd be surprised," he says, rubbing his nape, "Hey, can we talk in private? I wanted to ask you something?"

Once you say yes, you find yourself in a small, empty, classroom with James. You lean against a desk, hand gripping the edge as you stare at him. "What's up?" you ask. James has never asked you to talk like this.

"My mum is having one of her family dinners for Christmas," James starts, "I wanted to invite you, personally," he adds, as if he's been rehearsing.

Usually, his mother will invite yours and then by proxy you'll show up. But, this is different. "You want me to come?" your eyebrow raises in confusion, "Personally?"

"Yeah," he sounds unsure, "I mean we're friends, right?"

Is that what we are, you want to ask him but you don't. "I didn't think we were friends anymore," You say honestly and James's expression falls.

He fiddles with his hands nervously but walks closer until he's directly in front of you. You lean away from him and into the desk, chin tilted up to look at him.

"I'm an idiot," he whispers, looking at you intensely, "I shouldn't have let you slip out of my hands like that. I, well, miss you, a lot."

You listen to him with harsh breaths, trying to understand where this all comes from and why now.

James's hand reaches out and hovers over your cheeks until he holds you and brings you closer to his face. Your eyes round. You're so sure he'll kiss you with how close you are and by the way he's looking at you. You don't have time to make up your mind if you'd want to kiss him or not, because instead, he guides your cheek to his chest and his arms wrap around you.

He crushes you into a hug.

Your breath escapes you in a sigh, "James?"

"Y/n," he says your name smoothly and soothes a hand down your hair, "You smell like vanilla and cinnamon. With just a hint of freshly-mowed grass, probably because whenever I see you after a Quidditch match you always have some grass in your hair, right here," James says in a whisper and his finger traces behind your ear.

"Usually from a small tumble," he adds, "You're so clumsy sometimes."

You pull away only to have him hold you closer.

"I can't keep pretending I don't think about you," he admits and that sends all emotions crashing over you. You stare at him, lips parted and eyebrows creased, as you try and understand the meaning behind the words. "I smelt you in the Amortentia," James admits.

"You smelt me? You're joking."

James suddenly frowns and he watches as you practically try and sink into the desk behind you. He can take a hint and he moves away. "What? No?"

You feel your cheeks burn hot with embarrassment. "You aren't joking?"

James's face softens and he smiles. "Of course I'm not – I smelt you and also your perfume which," his smile turns into a smirk, "I can tell you aren't wearing right now." James chuckles happily, his eyes crinkling in the corners and your heart flutters. "Merlin I gave myself away in that classroom, didn't I, love?"

Your insides become mush at the nickname and you find yourself nodding.

James looks at you fondly even when he says, "I understand if you don't feel the same. If I'm not the boy you like or a boy you want. I have been a foolish ass for the majority of our time here at school. I've ignored you and worse than that, I let myself forget how lucky I was to have you as my friend and I'm so sorry."

As you hear his words, you can feel tears brim in your eyes. James's fond smile disappears and he starts to panic. "Hey, hey, hey!" his hands cup around your cheeks without even thinking. "I don't want to make you cry, love. Y-you're okay," he promises frantically.

James is so close. His cologne has invaded your senses until you can't think clearly. All you can do is lean in closer until your nose brushes his. James is surprised but when he looks into your eyes, his body relaxes as he understands what you want. You like to think it's all the years you were friends that makes it so easy for James to understand.

"You want me to kiss you?" he whispers, his voice husky and low.

You feel warm all over as his arm slides behind you and he holds your lower back, waiting for a yes so he can pull you closer. You nod, smiling. You wonder if I have to tell him he's the one you smelled in the potion or if he'll understand by the way you kiss him.

James's lips press onto yours. He's testing the waters, making sure he's not moving too quickly or too slowly. You let your hand find his hair as you pull him closer. James's hand wraps around you and in the passion, he hoists you up onto the desk behind you and you pull him in.

You kiss him like you've never kissed anyone and it takes your hand on his chest to snap James back into reality. He gently disconnects your lips and leans his forehead on yours.

His eyes are still closed when he says, "Shh, we have all the time in the world. I don't plan on letting you slip away from me again, Y/n," he says it like a promise. Like a prayer.

Finally, you speak, "James. I missed you," you admit in a whisper.

James holds you closer. "I missed you more. You don't know how much you mean to me."

You laugh, feeling how close he is and how badly he doesn't want to drop your hand. "I think I can guess," you say teasingly.

James shakes his head. "My love goes beyond any words I could possibly muster."

You stare at him with a raised eyebrow. "Since when is James Potter such a hopeless romantic?"

James grins, his hand sliding down to your thigh as he draws soothing circles on your skin, "He's always been a romantic, darling. He just hasn't had the chance to show you," he whispers and quickly kisses the tip of your nose.

"Well, he can start now," you smile.

James nuzzles his nose into your shoulder. "So, does this mean that we're friends again?"

You pull away and send him a playful look. "Can this mean we're more than friends now?"

James looks into your eyes and deep in his brown ones, you can see his sincerity, "We'll be whatever you want, love," he says. He hugs you close and your face is buried in his neck. You sniff, your smile widening.

You whisper into his neck, "Bergamot and cedar."

James chuckles, still holding you, "What was that, love?"

"Nothing," you smile, simply content with holding him.

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