Just had some Jily feels I wanted to let out. I intend to have this as a two or three-shot fic, but who knows?

Disclaimer: I don't really own anything, save an extensive stuffed animal collection. All rights go to the wonderful J.K. Rowling!

Hope you enjoy! x

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When he was younger, James Potter used to have a vision of an ideal girl constructed in his mind.

He imagined that she'd have straight, perfect blonde hair with deep, ocean-blue eyes and fair skin. She'd be reasonably tall but not taller than James himself; the top of her head would come up just below his own forehead. She would just radiate kindness and have a loving, calm personality.

She'd be a pureblood, most likely the daughter of one of his parents' friends. Maybe she'd be from the Greengrass line or perhaps one of the Bones; Charlus and Dorea Potter talked about their families a lot.

The girl would be smart, but not so much to be classified as a bookworm. She might have a job as a journalist for the Daily Prophet or be a secretary at the Ministry for some official in a department that interested her.

Her interests would be complimentary to his and they'd both have an insane love for Quidditch. James thought that he and his ideal girlfriend could just talk and talk and talk about all the things that they had in common and that they'd never have any serious fights or disagreements with one another. They'd be the perfect couple, wouldn't they?

He'd ask her to marry him and she'd say yes and they'd have the wedding in the spring, maybe in his mum's gardens at the estate or anywhere really; the both of them would just be glad to be married. They'd be bound forever and James couldn't help but look forward to the day.

When he'd have a tough day at his job, either an Auror like his parents or a Quidditch player (James couldn't decide between the two, he held a strong passion for both professions), she'd be there to comfort him and help him sort everything out.

She'd find it utterly adorable that he preferred to walk around the house sockless even in the winter and that even though he'd constantly complain about his freezing feet to her, he'd still never put socks on and he'd find it extremely endearing that she wasn't be able to cook, but he'd always assure her that there'd always be house elves for that and the Potter elves (Tilly and Mopsy) were the best out there in James' opinion.

They'd have a lot of kids together; enough to fill an entire Quidditch team, and the family would have impromptu games in their backyard every holiday when the kids were home from school. They would all have her straight, perfect blonde hair and his mischievous hazel eyes or his unruly black hair and her ocean-coloured eyes. James decided it didn't really matter as long as they were all good at Quidditch.

Their kids would each go to Hogwarts and he would be incredibly, incredibly proud of every one of them. He planned on being there when they did their first bits of accidental magic, when they'd get their first wands, everything. James Potter refused to miss a moment of his journey through life; with his wife by his side, of course.


He and she would grow old together, and still be just as in love as the first day they met. Their kids (and their kids' kids) would be absolutely disgusted by their affectionate gestures and kisses but would put up with it anyways cause they were a loved-up old couple. They'd live in and die in the Potter estate in the countryside, getting buried in the small cemetery out back.

He had just built and built on the illusion that he'd meet, and eventually fall in love with a girl like the one that he had spent so much time putting together in his mind, but with one glance into eyes like emeralds on the first of September, James Potter knew he was a goner.

All of his dreams about the ideal girl had just begun the process of crashing and burning into nothingness, even if James wasn't aware of it himself.

Now, all that mattered was vibrant red hair and brilliant green eyes.

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Chapter the next will probably be posted sometime soon, so do keep your eyes peeled! x