Ever think about being Harry’s date to an award show?
He’s so excited telling you that he’s been invited to the Oscars and that he wants you to come with him. But when you remind him that of course he’s invited, he’s nominated, he just laughs and shakes his head, mumbling, “Oh, right, forgot about tha’.”
He insists on buying you the prettiest outfit, setting up countless appointments with your favorite designers. And he’d attend every one, showering you with compliments after every change. But you know you’ve got a winner when his jaw unhinges, tongue lolling to the side as he takes in the way the fabric hugs your every curve, the color compliments your skin tone, and how the style is so quintessentially you.
In the car, he can’t keep his hands off you, though he’s careful not to muss your hair or smear your makeup. At first, you try to keep him from pawing at you, but you have to admit his blue polka dotted Gucci suit fits him exquisitely, and the way he’s left the top few buttons of the pale blue shirt gaping to give a peek of his strong chest has you swooning. Your resolve melts half way to the theater after you whimper a why and he answers, “I’ve got no control around yeh in this dress, kitten.” So Harry and you take turns placing kisses in concealable spots, delicately slipping fingers beneath clothes to feel each other without ruffling or creasing the fabric.
But that doesn’t mean the both of you aren’t flushed from exertion when it’s time to exit the car and walk the carpet.
For James Potter, every moment of his life mattered. And, without even realizing he had to, he cherished them all. AO3
A/N: written for James Potter’s birthday & dedicated to @emmelinevvance because she feeds my James addiction & I need to reciprocate somehow
James Potter’s early life was full of soft edges. His
parents cherished him and barely let him go so he couldn’t really walk on his
own until he was three. A day didn’t go by where he didn’t get his hair ruffled
and his cheeks kissed. The first time he visits the Potters, Peter will notice
the way James melts into his mother’s hands when she runs them through his hair
and realize why James was always messing with it. The boy missed his mother. He
was reminding himself of her comfort.
Right after he learned to walk, James learned how to fly a
broom, and scraped both his elbows and knees in the process. When he got his
first pair of glasses, it was only four days before he lost them. When he
turned seven he had a chocolate birthday cake with strawberries on top. At ten
years old, his parents bought him a cat so he and it would “already be well
acquainted when they go to Hogwarts together.” He named the cat Lennon and
slept with him every night.
After he turned eleven, James’ life was less sweet. It was
still sweet of course, as he was a young and determined boy with quite the
opinion of himself. But now he was leaving his parents for the first real time
in his life which scared him quite a bit. He only allowed himself to cry about
it when he was tucked into his new bed in Gryffindor tower and the curtains
were drawn to keep out the sound of sniffling. He knew it didn’t work though,
as he could hear similar sniffles coming from the direction of the boy named
Hogwarts was as magical as he expected and soon his fears
melted away. He still had classes to worry about but the professors liked him
enough and he did rather well. Transfiguration was his favorite and not only
because he got to sit next to Sirius. That was definitely the reason at first and
McGonagall knew it despite James’ later protests.
The first time he brought out the invisibility cloak was
when Sirius told them he found the entrance to the kitchens. The first time
they pulled a prank was in the Great Hall during dinner when they put a dung
bomb under the professors’ table. The first time James told that spunky little
red head, Lily Evans, that she was cute was in the Gryffindor Common Room.
Sirius and Peter had dared him to but that didn’t mean he didn’t kind of think
it was true. Only kind of, of course.
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