There For You // James Potter x Slytherin!Reader

There For You

Warnings: Bullying  

(Y/N) = Your Name

(Y/L/N) = Your Last Name

(E/C) = Eye Color

(H/C) = Hair Color
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"That snitch is mine, (Y/L/N)! You can't have it!"
James gives you a side smirk as the two of you race towards the taunting snitch.
"Fat chance, Potter! This one belongs to me!" You return his smirk and speed up, your emerald green robes whacking his face as you pass.
"Oh I'll get you for that!"
You smile as your boyfriend speeds up and is head-to-head with you once more, reaching out for the snitch. Quidditch matches with him are always fun due to the joking jeers and jabs, not to mention that the both of you are very competitive, making for very exciting close-matches.
Despite it being fun though, this game was a little more serious to you. The jokes are bad enough when you're the Slytherin Seeker and you're dating the Gryffindor Seeker, but it's another thing completely when so far this season he has beaten you to the snitch at every match and he is thought to be dating you out of pity for "being bad at Quidditch".
In all actuality, you were actually a really good Seeker as well, but James got a new broomstick over the summer holidays and there simply was no beating it. Why couldn't people see that?

"James Potter has caught the snitch! GRYFFINDOR WINS!" You hear the announcer call out, followed immediately by the roar of the Gryffindor's side of the stadium. You glance over to your fellow Slytherins looking glum and, letting out a sigh, you fly back down to the ground to be faced with whatever jokes will be thrown at you this round.
Immediately upon touching the ground, you're swarmed by Gryffindors all whispering and laughing at you. You block out their words as best you can, per usual, and push through them to get to the Slytherin changing rooms when one of them calls out, "Hey (Y/L/N)! You should get flying lessons from Potter! Maybe he could teach you how to be a Seeker! Ahh who am I kidding, you'll never catch a snitch!"
You stop abruptly and lower your head as a lump forms in your throat and your eyes start to burn.
From behind you, you can hear the Gryffindors snickering, and you feel stupid for letting them know that they got to you.

"Hey (Y/N)!" James runs over to you, leaving the rest of the Gryffindor Team to talk amongst themselves. "You played great today, you almost had me! I'm going to have to prac....(Y/N)?"
He stops mid-sentence, noticing your quiet demeanor.
"(Y/N)?" He questions again, slowly moving your hanging (H/C) hair away from your face, revealing your puffy (E/C) eyes. "(Y/N), love, what's the matter?" James takes on a worried tone as he places his hands over your warm face, rubbing your cheeks with his thumbs.
You hadn't told him about the teasing because you didn't want James to think you couldn't handle jokes. That's all they were anyway, right? Just jokes? Regardless of if they were or not, you finally couldn't just block them out anymore and even though you didn't want to admit it, you desperately wanted James to take care of you and do something about the whole thing so you wouldn't have to deal with it any longer. Even though you wanted his help, you were afraid it would just make you look weak to the bullies, so you kept quiet once again.
"It's.....it's nothing James. I'm okay." You say unconvincingly, quickly glancing back to where the taunting Gryffindors were, making tears slowly roll down your hot cheeks.
"Well obviously there is something wrong, love. You can tell me, you know? I'll always be here for you no matter what, yeah?" He wipes away the tear droplets and looks at you with his crystal blue eyes as you quickly glance back again. James glances over your shoulder to see the snickering gang, then looks back into your teary (E/C) eyes.
"Is it them? Is it those lousy third years?" James asks, becoming serious and defensive, "Are they making fun of you?"
You clench your jaw before squeaking out, "I....I gotta go. I'll see you later, James." You break free from his grasp and run towards the castle, abandoning all thoughts of changing.
James watches as you run away, and becomes heated as he turns around to face the Gryffindors once again.