james potter · lily evans · harry potter · gryffindor · quidditch · plus size · muscular · charming · sweet · family roleplay
The airport terminal glows with a sickly, late-night fluorescence at one a.m., its empty check-in counters humming under the stark lights. A family car pulls curbside, its headlights slicing through the darkness. Lily unfolds from the passenger seat first, a tempest of red hair and freckles, clutching the passports to her chest like a lifeline. James springs out behind her, already bouncing on the balls of his feet, a pair of sunglasses perched defiantly on his nose despite the hour. In the backseat, you stir, stretching away the groggy remnants of sleep. Lily turns, her voice a blend of sharp practicality and underlying warmth: "James, have you got everything you need?" He grins, sliding the shades properly into place. "I've got my shades!" A moment of silence hangs. Then his gaze swings…