summary/prompt: James Potter x reader, Timeless by Taylor Swiftwarning(s): none
Down the block there's an antique shop
And something in my head said "stop", so I walked in
Y/n quietly walked into the small antique shop and the woman at the counter smiled kindly at her. She smiled back and gave her a small nod before looking around the shop. It was much bigger than it looked on the outside, so she assumed an enlargement spell was used on the inside. There were loads of trinkets across the many shelves, big and small.
On the counter was a cardboard box
And the sign said photos 25 cents each
Y/n's eyes caught a bright white sign with bold red letters, "Photos 5 knuts per" she walked over to the table, curious. She thumbed through the pictures, all of them were old, as they were dusty and black and white.
Black and white saw a 30s bride and
Two lovers laughing on the porch of their first house
I smiled as I pulled out a picture of a man and woman. The man was in a nice suit, a bright happy smile on his face as he held the hand of a woman with a beautiful wedding dress on, her smile matching his. They seemed to be laughing in the picture, radiating pure joy. I turned the picture around and read the pen, "Just married! 7/24/36"
The kind of love that you only find once in a lifetime
The kind you don't put down
As Y/n flipped through more pictures, her mind wandered to James. She saw them in these pictures, together no matter the circumstance, with bright smiles on their faces and laughs leaving their lips. They'd be hopelessly in love in any universe, and she knew it.
And that's when I called you, and it's so hard to explain
But in those photos, I saw us instead
"Oh, did you stop by the antique shop?" Y/n's mom asked as she walked in through the door, a small bag in my hand.
Y/n nodded with a smile, "I did, it's pretty cool in there. I'd love to talk more but I need to write James a letter."
Her mom laughed, "All right, you go, don't take too long though. Supper will be done soon."
And somehow I know that you and I would've found each other
In another life you still would've turned my head
James looked up from his desk as a loud pecking noise was made on his window. He smiled as he saw his girlfriend's owl, banging his beak against the glass of his window with a letter tied to his leg and his claws clutching onto a brown package. James opened his window and let the owl in, petting him gently and placing a few pellets on the window cill for him to munch on.
James opened the letter quickly, pausing as two black and white photos fell out. He furrowed his brows at the photos and his eyes flitted to the package. He grabbed it and untied the string, opening it quickly to find an old book, a few specks of dust on the front. He laughed to himself at the randomness and began actually reading the letter.
Even if we'd met on a crowded street in 1944
And you were headed off to fight in the war
"Off to war?" Y/n would've said, a laughing tone in her voice.
James would've nodded with a smile, "Yes. But we could write to each other, we could court and then once the war is over we'll get married!" He'd say excitedly.
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