[✓ ] love, me. ❥ james potter

4 of april, 1979

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dear red,

roses are red,
you're named after a flower,
do you remember,
that afternoon rain shower?

love, me.

~~~

rose instantly knew what james was referring to and as she ran to a safe spot to dissaparate (so that watching muggle eyes didn't see) the memory of that evening played across her mind...

"i'm so bored!" james whined as he hung upside down from his four poster bed in his hogwarts dormitory.

while her boyfriend did this, rose was reading one of her favourite muggle books called 'pride and prejudice.'

looking over her book, then over the rim of her glasses, rose stared at james with a slightly annoyed look.

this was the fifth time james has verbally expressed his boredom in the past minute and a half, and rose couldn't concentrate on her book.

"yes, jameson. i am aware of your boredom because you can't go two minutes without saying it out loud!" the girl exclaimed to james as she shut her book and threw it aside, joining james in hanging upside down from his bed.

with a huff, rose blew her strawberry blonde bangs from her forehead while james turned his head to admire her. feeling eyes on her, rose raised a brow and turned her head to james.

"what?" she asked the boy when he didn't say anything and had just kept gazing at her.

james slowly sat up and brought rose with him, wrapping an arm around her waist just to be closer to her.

he found himself doing that a lot lately.

holding rose infinitely closer.

it was as if he couldn't get enough of her, could never have her close enough, could never spend enough time with her, never kiss her enough or hug her enough.

as james' eyes traveled every curve and freckle across rose's face, he reached up and tucked a loose lock of strawberry blonde behind her ear and leaned in to place a kiss on the centre of rose's face. with his now tingling lips that were still resting against rose's skin, james mumbled,

"you're the most beautiful human being i have ever had the pleasure of meeting."

rose's cheek felt as though it were on fire. and as james pulled back, hazel met green, and james leaned in once more for a kiss, but this time on the lips.

his eyes fluttering closed, rose took the opportunity and sprinted to the door of the dormitory, flung it open, and ran down the stairs, faintly hearing james yell "hey!"

shortly after the girl reached the common room, she heard james' thundering footsteps coming down the stairs.

waiting until she was sure james had seen her, she then turned and made her way through the portrait hole, down to the great hall, and into the school grounds, getting soaked in the process due to the heavy rain showers.

while raindrops streaked down rose's face, she saw james emerge from the front entrance of the castle.

"what in the bloody hell are you doing, red?!" james exclaimed, throwing his hands up and letting them slap back down at his sides all while looking at rose as if she had gone absolutely mad.

"living!" rose yelled back with a laugh as she spun around in circles under the rain.

throwing caution to the wind, james muttered 'fuck it' and ran out into the chilling rain. once he had reached rose, she was standing still, her tongue sticking out of her mouth to catch raindrops. james laughed at rose before picking her up by the waist, slinging her across his back, and taking off toward hogsmeade village.

upon arriving, rose slid down from james' back and entwined her fingers with his, pulling him in the direction of the three broomsticks.

"i'm freezing and in desperate need of a butterbeer." the green eyed girl spoke over her shoulder as she drug james along.

when the pub was in sight, rose danced in excitement while james laughed before pulling her into him. the messy haired boy reached up and placed his free hand on her rosy cheek, delicately stroking her cheekbone with the pad of his thumb.

"you have the most beautiful soul, rose evans." james mumbled with a fond smile before leaning down and kissing her icy lips.

the couple getting rained on hadn't a care in the world, for all they needed was each other.

rose was now standing in the very place james had kissed her all that time ago, but instead of standing there alongside james, peter pettigrew was there to greet her with yet another letter.

"here you are, miss evans." peter goofily said as he handed the letter over with a bow.

"why thank you ever so much, mister pettigrew." rose accepted the letter with a curtesy.

peter dissaprated to merlin knows where as rose ripped open her newest clue.

to be continued...