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James Potter imagines (femxreader)

Request: Hi! could you please do #1 and #18 pls! thank you! - anon

1) “I guess I fell for you”

18)”I just cant help myself when I’m around you”

Word count: 1463

a/n: Remember that you can request several prompts if you like, just to make the story more interesting, it also gives me more material to work with! Also feel free you add personal characteristics for the reader if you like!

Originally posted by maraudersimagines

You had always been good friends with the Marauders. Ever since you had met them on the platform before your first year at Hogwarts, you just clicked and bonded together like glue. Every year you would share the same compartment on the train and would raid the trolley whenever it rolled by. You were feisty and fearless, so it wasn’t a total surprise when you got sorted into Gryffindor with the rest of the boys. For six years you remained only friends, that is until James Potter had begun to grow feelings for you.

It wasn’t an immediate change, but he became very aware at how often guys would come up and want to talk to you. How he had not noticed this before was beyond him. The one time that bothered him the most was during dinner in the Great Hall. You sat across from him and Remus, with Sirius next to you. It irked him at how easily some random Slytherin guy would come and openly flirt with you, and he had to sit there and watch. He didn’t know why he was feeling this way, you were just his friend and nothing had changed. As usual he would forcefully try to remind himself of this. But no matter what he tried to think he always had the sudden urge to want to put his hand in yours whenever he saw you in the hallway, or how he had to restrain himself from staring at you in the middle of class. Any time you were studying in the common room, he started noticing how you would bite your lip when you were concentrating really hard, and it drove him crazy. He wanted to kiss you but he tried to think better of himself because he knew you only saw him as a friend.

“She’s my best friend!”

“But she’s stunning!”

“Shes still see’s me as just a friend though”

“What if I told her my feelings”

“But that could ruin everything”

“What if I don’t care?”

James’ change in attitude towards you did not go unnoticed, however. You picked up on how he didn’t talk very often with you anymore if you were alone together, and whenever you glanced at him in class you would find him already looking in your direction, but hastily turning away when your eyes met each other. For a few weeks this new behavior carried out but you brushed it off as just mere curiosity. Even after many attempts to get on his level, he would become all distracted and avoid you altogether. It was getting annoying.

You had to find a way to get him alone to talk to you, and so you snatched your next opportunity when everyone was heading down to the quidditch pitch for the game of Gryffindor against Slytherin. When you and the rest of the Marauders had found your seats in the stands, both teams were making there way onto the pitch and you glanced down to the Gryffindor team and found James with his signature smirk on his face. He was so in his element, and boy, did he love the attention. The crowd was cheering and majority were sporting the infamous red and gold colors to represent the Gryffindor house.

The quidditch referee finally called out to the players to mount their brooms.The whistle blew and they were off. The players were flying in every which way to catch up with the quaffle as it zoomed up and down the field. Until it was in the hands of a gryffindor girl who you did not recognize. She weaved in among the players trying to block her but triumphantly managed to score a goal, the cheers from the crowds became defining.

Then the quaffle finally fell into the hands of James. He was playing brilliantly, with multiple shots fired, the score came to 60-10. James was about to score another point when..

“Hey, baby. why don’t you come and sit on my lap tonight and I can show you what a real man can do with his broomstick.”  an arrogant boy from Slytherin had called in your direction. You felt disgusted and Sirius and Remus had come to your aid by yelling profanities back at him. “You foul git!” “Sod off will ya!” They cried in unison. But as you rolled your eyes, you found that the obnoxious sytherin was now rapidly falling towards the ground, hit by a flying quaffle.

“Foul, potter!” Roared the commentator “10 points from Gryffindor!”

When the game had drawn to a close, you excused yourself from the rest of the boys as you went to the Gryffindor changing room where James was most likely about to finish up. What were you thinking? Can’t this wait? Why were you so adamant on talking to him now? Was this really that important that it had to happen right now?

You pushed those thoughts aside as you entered the changing room. James was standing there with his exposed back towards you, facing the wall. You took a moment to admire how his muscles moved together in perfect sync. There was no one else in the room as far you could tell, so you felt safe enough to call out.


“What? Oh, (Y/N)? It’s you. What are you doing here?” A blush rising to his cheeks. “I thought you would be up at the castle with everyone else.” His voice became muffled from pulling his black school robes over his head, turning in your direction.  Your mouth suddenly clamped shut and you had to urge your self to speak as though your voice became lodge in your throat.

“I had to see you.” You racked your brain as to what to say. As of right now, you had no idea why he didn’t want anything to do with you. Was it something that you said? How would you be able to explain yourself if you didn’t even know you did. It crossed your mind how James would hardly ever get upset with anyone, unless it was at the expense of his ego. So what did you do then?

“I wanted to know what I did that’s making you avoid me all of a sudden” You breathed a sigh of relief, letting the words flow from your mouth. He looked up at you with a sodden expression.

“What? No I’m not avoiding you” He stated quickly, looking at the ground, making sure to not meet your stare.

“I’m not an idiot, James. I see the way you always avert you gaze when I look at you. You have barely said a word to me all week, you become all fidgety whenever it’s just us in a room together, and don’t think I haven’t noticed how you become all bad tempered during dinner sometimes. And what was that ]about on the pitch? Was that really necessary to knock that guy off his broom?” You gestured behind you towards the field.

“He was being a git, he deserved it”

“Even so, what did I do that got you all in a fuss? Whatever I did I’m sorry…”

“Oh, (Y/N).” he breathed through a laugh. He covered his mouth so to hide his growing grin. Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

“I can’t believe that’s what you think” he grinned. “(Y/N)….I just can’t help myself when I’m around you.

“What are you talking about”

“I can’t explain it, you just…. Whenever you are around, the room just lights up” he started. “You know?”

“I get frustrated because I hate to see how people easily flirt with you when I can’t do anything about it. Out on the pitch just then. that annoyed the crap out of me, that piece of trash deserved to fall off his broom” He let out a laugh and continued.” I bet Godric Gryffindor is rolling in his grave because I’ve been such a coward, I should have told you sooner but I didn’t know how to, I kind of just thought that it was just a feeling…

“I guess what I’m trying to say is..Well I guess the thing is…” he stuttered

You raised your arms above your head in exasperation. “Oh for the love of Merlin, just spit it out James!.”

But you had been swiftly caught off guard as James moved forward and smashed his lips onto yours, knocking you both off balance. He kissed you with a deep passion, and it made you crave more of him. You had no idea how starving you were until you had tasted his lips. He held you everywhere from up your back and over your arms and suddenly he was kissing you harder, deeper, with a fervent urgent need you had never known before.

He pulled away slowly, still holding you in his embrace, Looking into your eyes he said “Well, I guess I fell for you…”

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