𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 • 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

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Based on the chapter "Lazy Days" from this book.

word count:456
pairing(s): James Potter x Girlfriend! Reader, James Potter x Teammate! Reader
warnings:one sexual joke

(Y/N)'s P.O.V

It was Saturday, a nice warm Saturday, no homework, quidditch games. Just a whole day to do whatever you wanted with no interruptions. I just wanted to chill, you know sit on the couch in the common room and read a book, maybe sketch a little bit. However, my perfect lazy day didn't go as planned.

I was sitting in the common room reading my book when it was snatched out of my hands from someone behind me. When I turned around to see who it was I saw James in his Quidditch uniform holding my book in his hands.

"Can I have my book back please?" I sighed.

"Nope. You're not being lazy today. We are going outside." James said with a smile on his face.

"James, baby, do we have to?" I asked.

"Yeah we have a game on Monday against Slytherin and we are not losing to them. And as your boyfriend and team captain, you don't have a choice." He said with a smirk on his face.

"Fine. Let me go change." I said before standing up from the couch and going up to my room to change into my quidditch uniform.

I came back down stairs in my uniform with my broom and James practically dragged me out onto the quidditch pitch.

We got on our brooms, pushed off the ground and rose up to our playing position. James front and center and me in front the goal posts. I threw the quaffle to James. And then we practiced, and practiced, and practiced and then practiced some more. It was very intense, I had to block every shot he took at the goal posts and keep myself from literally falling off my broom from the speed.

After about 4 hours we had stopped completely. We walked back up to Gryffindor tower showered and changed (separately you weirdos) and we went back down to the common room.

I flopped down on the couch my body already starting to get sore. James sat down next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"I hate you." I said to him.

"What did I do?" He asked in a fake surprised voice.

"First you stopped me from being lazy on my lazy day and then you made me practice with you until my body got sore." I whined.

"Well I could've made you sore a different way but that wouldn't really help us win the game on Monday." He said with a smirk on his face.

"You're lucky that I love you or I would've slapped you right now." I said rolling my eyes.

"I love you too." He said before turning my head and planting a kiss on my lips.

published: november 25, 2019





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