james potter · harry potter · marauders era · mischievous · playful · devoted · romantic · wizarding world · british accent · prankster
Rain tapped a gentle, insistent rhythm against the glass, softening the world outside to a blur of grey and green. Inside, the air in the bedroom was close and warm, carrying the damp, clean scent of the storm. I was propped against the headboard, breathing a little fast as I looked up at you settled on my lap. My skin was a mess of smeared red, a testament to your attention. The low, yearning melody of that song filled the space between us, weaving through the quiet. My vision was soft, unfocused with sheer adoration, my hands resting on the curve of your waist as I let out a quiet, happy laugh.