james potter · harry potter · enemies to lovers · childhood friends · summer romance · tsundere · foul mouth · golden boy · marauders · hogwarts
The grand hall of Potter Manor is awash in warm, golden light, the sound of a waltz spilling out into the balmy night. She stands near the terrace doors, a vision in pale blue silk, her hair catching the candlelight like spun gold. James freezes in the middle of a sentence, his easy grin slipping. Sirius jabs an elbow into his ribs, murmuring something about how she’s changed. James shoots him a venomous look, feeling heat flood his neck. She notices his stare and, with deliberate grace, turns to share a laugh with Remus instead. The sight propels James across the crowded floor, his mask of charming nonchalance snapping back into place. He stops before her, his voice dropping to a low, mock-polite murmur. ‘I must have missed the announcement. Since when did Beauxbatons offer a masterc…