A Tale Of Does And Stags ✨

5 • James Potter's a Fucking great chef

Lily's POV

Nothing really special happened in the first week of school. Just the usual... Classes, school rounds, homework, planning the prefect schedules, a little more studying and exhaustion.

Personally I've been studying for NEWTS already. I know it's too and I've been told so.. but it's never too early for leading right?

Anyways Quidditch tryouts are today. I don't know if the Gryffindors could be anymore excited... I mean most of them anyway. I really didn't want to go but you can't always get what you want...

The boys, Marlene, Alice and Mary had all cornered me yesterday and convinced me to abandon my studies for today, and instead go see the failure of first years at the tryouts. One part of me was telling me to ditch the plan at last moment but the other part was for some unknown reason telling me to go.

You will get to see James in his Quidditch attire...

What... No.. why would watching Potter do stupid loops and order the other kids around matter to me?!

Anyway, so here I am.. sitting in the bleachers watching James assembling everyone who came for tryouts.

He had his Quidditch jersey on with a list in his hands. His hair were as messy as ever. His eyebrows scrunched together in concentration as he checked who was there for tryouts. His Quidditch shirt stick to his chest lightly complementing his abs. Oh god his abs.. ugh..! No Lily don't think that!!

Shaking away any horny thoughts about James Potter I focused back on pitch.

James' POV

I gathered everyone around the pitch and looked at list in my hand with all the names of those who had signed up for different positions on the team.

I looked up in the bleachers for a second and caught a certain redhead looking at me... We caught each other's eye and I smiled at her. And to my surprise Lily smiled a shy grin back... That's new.. even though we're kinda friends but we're still not that used to each other just yet. We are still pretty distant although she is trying to forget old habits and not get annoyed by me...

"Ahem" I cleared my throat to get the others attention. All the chattering died down and everyone turned their attention to me.

"Okay. So you all are here for the Gryffindor Quidditch team tryouts. Before you start doing la-" I said but was interrupted by what looked like a second year Hufflepuff.

"Wait... I thought these were the Hufflepuff tryouts?" He asked.

I shook my head. The boy picked up his broom and head back to the castle.
I continued "now as I was saying, anyone from a house other than Gryffindor shall return..."

At least 5-6 kids went back to the castle blushing with embarrassment.

"Okay now moving on, before the laps, those who don't know how to fly or are first years go back as well"

A dozen of kids picked up the ragged school brooms and hurried back huffing slightly.. whatever..

"Okay now let's get to the real business" I said in a sirius tone. "You will be chosen upon your talent not your connection to me or anyone .. If you had a spot on the team last year does not mean you'll have it this year too... You'll have to earn it with your own talent... After all only six of you will selected... So without further ado let's begin shall we?"