Seeker (Harry Potter Characters X Reader)

James Sirius Potter

Requested by: Ava744

Being a muggleborn student is hard. There's no spell to charge any of my devices, or outlet plugs to charge them.

This is especially hard for me, because I have an obsession with a muggle band called One Direction. Yes, they broke up, but their music is still fire, and I listen to them all the time.

I go into something similar to a depressive cycle if I don't listen to their music often enough, and my wonderful boyfriend James Sirius Potter seems to pick up on that.

He snuck me out one night to Hogsmeade where we had a charger and YouTube, and we watched their music videos till two o'clock in the morning.

That was about a month ago, and I've started to feel rather down again. James noticed, and decided to invite me to the Astronomy Tower one night. I thought he was going to sneak me out again, but I was met with something much better.

The whole tower was covered with candles and fairy lights, which cast a lovely warm glow all over the room. James had carried pillows and blankets to a spot cleared on the floor. There were all sorts of wonderful treats packed around it. I smiled.

"What's all this?" I asked, gesturing around.

"Something to cheer you up," he said, pulling me down onto the blanket. He poured me a glass of lemonade.

He got to his feet, and did a dramatic bow. "For the pleasure of the lady tonight, we have a musical performance," he said dramatically sweeping his arms around the room.

I giggled at his antics, and he picked up a guitar, and starts playing. I know this sweet song. It's my favorite.

"Your hand fits in mine, like it's made just for me. But bear this in mind, it was meant to be," James sings. I'm not going to lie, I didn't know he could play guitar or sing. Or that he even knew the lyrics to this song.

"And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles in your cheeks, and it all makes sense to me," he sings, and starts walking around. I hide my cheesy grin behind the rim of my glass.

"I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile, you've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine, but I love them endlessly," James sings, giving me a cheesy grin. I want to squeal, but that would ruin the moment, so I refrain.

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth. But if I do, it's you, oh it's you, they add up to. And I'm in love with you, and all these little things," James sings, and I wonder how I ever managed to get so lucky with this idiot.

"You can't go to bed without a cup of tea, and maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep. And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep, though it makes no sense to me," James sings, walking through the field of candles. I'm not going to lie, I'm surprised he hasn't tripped and caught fire.

"I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape, you never want to know how much you weigh. You still have to squeeze in to your jeans, but your perfect to me," James says, winking at me. He had this thing with my ass. I don't know why, but I giggle none the less at that idiot.

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth. But if it's true, it's you, it's you, they add up to. I'm in love with you, and all these little things," James sings, walking closer to me now. I can't hide my smile now. It's just too sweet.

"You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you, you'll never treat yourself right, darling but I want you to. If I let you know I'm here for you, maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh," he sings, coming to a stop at the edge of the blankets.

"And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth, cause it's you, oh it's you, it's you they add up to. And I'm in love with you, and all these little things," he sings, taking a seat on the blankets.

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth. But if it's true, it's you, oh it's you, they add up to. I'm in love with you, and all your little things," he finished, and I tackled him into a hug.

"I love you James," I whisper. I can feel him smile into my hair.

"I love you too Y/n. I hope I could show you through that," he said, kissing my head.

"Oh, you did, very much. And you continue to surprise me every day," I say, leaning up to kiss him.

Once in your life, you find the one person who cares about you and loves you more than the moon and stars. For me, that's James. For James, that's me. I love him more than there are stars in the sky.