James Sirius Potter
First, there's James. He's the undisputed leader, since Teddy and Victoire moved on, the one they come to if that famous Weasley resilience isn't enough to solve their problems. He's tall, like his uncle, with his father's black hair and his mother's careless grin. He spent hours staring at photographs of his namesakes while he was younger, studying their quirks and habits as though his existence depended upon it. He perfected Sirius' dashing wink, the glib slipping off of compliments and slow smouldering gaze in a week, making him the shining star of Hogwarts girls for his entire time there. His hero-worship for James is less open, made evident in his prowess as chaser, his talent for transfiguration and his deep loyalty for his family.
He amazed the teachers from his first day, displaying a natural talent for all sorts of magic that led them to think he could really be someone special (and who could be more special than the child of the boy who saved the world, and the girl who saved the boy?) but he never really seemed to care very much. He passed everything with flying colours, even becoming Head Boy in his last year, but doing well wasn't what interested him.
She interested him.
He didn't fall in love like his grandfather did – quickly and strongly – but instead he sort of realised that he had always been in love with her. This quiet muggleborn girl, who wondered at everything as though it was doused in shining starlight. The girl who faded back sometimes, with her light brown hair and clear blue eyes, who sank into the background just so she could have the pleasure of watching all the beautiful people live.
And he pulled her out of that, took her hand and danced her into the centre of his heady, exciting world and looked at her as though she was the centre of it all. He spun her around in his arms until everything was just a weird blur of colours and happiness and sweet kisses, and now she sits beside him, handclasped, as if she never wants to be anywhere else.
And James looks down at her like he's just realised all over again what she means to him.
And they look like magic.
