Random Oneshots

𝒋𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓

okay so heres some sad-ish james for you while i sort my shit out

loving, soft sex (which goes to medium sex) and james crying (which we hate to see but yk) and a little degration which we love.

tw: small mention of self harm (just the scars of it) i'll put the little thingys: ** dw <3

enjoy :D

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dropping harry at kingscross station was one of the hardest things the potters had to do. watching as harry ran through platform 9¾ made everything worth it in the end.

wiping stray tears from his eyes, james turned to yn

"i miss harry," he said but instead of his wife giving him a hug sirius jumped into his arms

"i miss teddy!" they exclaimed and remus rolled his eyes

"i swear yn, its like james is married to sirius," remus huffed and yn laughed in agreement

"tell me about it," she laughed

after sirius' and james' dramatic moment, the four of them decided to head home.

departing, sirius and james shared a kiss, remus rolling his eyes and yn playfully pulling the two apart.

james and yn sat in their car and took a slow drive to their home. on their way, james was awfully quiet and yn was worried, glancing at him every now and then, she noticed that his eyes were swelling up and his knuckles turned white against the wheel.

she placed a hand on his knee, her thumb drawing small circles.

james didnt speak, and yn didnt force him. their relationship was full of trust and communication, she knew that whenever james was quiet, he needed to think and she shouldnt push. so thats what she did.

they sat in silence for the remainder of the drive. james taking her hand in his and placing small kisses on the back of it every now and then.

they soon pulled up into the drive way of their home and made their way inside.

james was still quiet.

he went upstairs and took a shower and yn followed, knocking on the door softly

"james?" she whispered, pushing the door and walking in.

the bathroom was filled with steam and the mirrors were fogged up. light from the crescent moon shone through the small square window which illuminated james' body behind the curtain. yn saw his silhouette, his back was hunched and his head was down, his hands running through his hair.

yn sighed and pulled back the curtains. james picked up his head and smiled softly at her, gesturing her to join him and with a smile, she did.

she stripped of her clothes and stepped into the shower, james watching every move.

he watched her as she removed her the buttons on her shirt, he watched the delicate fabric slide of her shoulders and fall silently onto the carpet underneath her. he watched as she undid the button on her jeans and bent down to slide them off, taking her panties with her. james' eyes were fixed on her cleavage as she bent down to remove her feet from her pants.

she looked back up at him, her hands going to her back as she removed the hooks of her bra. the straps seemed to fall off easily as she removed the bra of her chest.

she stood there in silence.

james looked at her as if it were his first time all over again. as though he was falling in love in with her for the first time.