summary/prompt pt.2: James Potter x reader, James finally gets a yes and makes sure you don't regret itwarning(s): James is lowkey and pushover and I'm pretty sure asking someone to go out over and over again is harassment so that too
Y/n rolled her eyes, "Fine."
James' eyes lit up, looking like a little kid on Christmas, "Really?" He asked tentatively, his voice quiet. Y/n smiled at him softly and nodded.
"Really." She whispered to him and laughed as he flew up, arms in the air as he whooped and jumped around excitedly.
He paused, his face flushed and glasses crooked on his face, "It will be the best date you have ever been on. You have my word." He promised, holding his pinky out.
Y/n linked hers with his, "I'll hold you to that."
He clutched tightly onto the girl's finger, lifting her up so I was standing and pulling her into a bone crushing hug. Y/n could feel the ecstatic energy radiating from his skin. He gave one last squeeze before letting go, winking and running off, probably to plan their date.
Y.n sat back down with a shake of her head, a permanent smile imprinted on her face. This should be fun.
James held tightly onto Y/n's pinky which was linked with his as the pair walked down the busy streets of Hogsmeade.
"So, what's your plan here, James?" Y/n asked, moving a strand of hair out of her eyes.
He smiled, "I love it when you call me James."
She snorted, "That's your name, is it not?"
"It is, but it sounds so much better when you say it. And you used to call me Potter, but it's just James." He smiled proudly.
"Okay, just James, where are we going?" Y/n asked and he grinned.
"It's a surprise, of course." He teased, swinging their hands back and forth before he stopped in front of a bookstore. James stepped in front of Y/n and opened the door, unlinking their pinkies. He bowed slightly and held his hand out to help her up the step, "After you, m'lady."
Y/n laughed and took his hand, "Why thank you, kind sir."
The cold air of the bookstore was a nice contrast to the hot sun outside, and Y/n took a deep breath, happiness filling her body as soft jazz music filled the store. Y/n smiled and waved softly to the owner of the bookstore who had her nose buried in a book as she sipped from her coffee mug, her gray hair pulled back into a bun. She smiled back, glancing at James who stumbled over his feet as he came through the door and then winking at her. Y/n shook her head with a silent laugh, grabbing onto his hand and bringing him to her favorite section in the bookstore as he followed blindly.
"Wait." He said quietly, not wanting to ruin the calm atmosphere of the store. "Here's what's gonna happen, alright?"
Y/n giggled softly, taking a step closer so she had to look up to look into his eyes, "What's gonna happen?" She whispered with a smile.
"You're gonna grab as many books as your heart desires, okay? And then you're gonna tell me which one you're most excited to read, and I'm going to take it and read it and leave you cute little notes, so when you read it you're thinking of me the entire time." He told the girl softly and she nodded, happiness blooming in her chest. Maybe this boy, as persistent and arrogant he is, isn't that bad.
After half an hour of the two looking over new books and Y/n explaining the ones she had already read to James, who watched her lovingly and listened attentively, Y/n had chosen four books, of which James insisted he carry. They walked to the front desk and James gently placed them down, flashing the owner a smile before Y/n began rummaging in her bag for money as she looked over the choices. Y/n thanked her quietly as she told me the price, still trying to find her wallet.
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