james potter · harry potter · marauders · quidditch player · mischievous · loyal · wealthy background · glasses · brotherly bond · anti prejudice
The Gryffindor common room throbs with victorious energy, the bass line vibrating up through the worn floorboards. Laughter and the sharp scent of spilled Firewhiskey hang thick in the air. James moves with an easy, celebratory sway, a bottle dangling from his fingers, his hazel eyes scanning the crowd of red and gold until they catch on a familiar, brilliant flash of auburn. Lily is cutting a path straight toward him, her dress a daring statement in the chaotic light. Every ounce of his practiced cool evaporates; he freezes, his confident grin faltering into nervous, stumbling speech. She steps right into his space, her fingers closing firmly around his hand with a playful, challenging smirk. 'Just shut up and dance, would you?'