"Potter," Phoebe says curtly. James frowns and says harshly, willing the odd feeling he has to go away, "Griffin, all of that stuff still doesn't make you pretty." She scoffs and narrows her eyes, "I could say the same about you. What's that in your hair, Potter? Flobberworm slime?" ~In which Phoebe Griffin and James Potter realize that there is a thin line between love and hate.~ James Potter x Female OC #1 James Potter-3/2/2021 #1 Marauders-3/5/2021 #1 Lily Evans-3/8/2021 #1 Remus Lupin 3/13/2021 {This is just a fun thing for me to write!! I'm sure I have some messed up facts and things but please be nice. I'm not fluent in French!! It's also a bit of a slow burn. If you want to skip, first kiss is the chapter "7 minutes"!!!!} MATURE

Being in love is hard. It is painful in all the wrong ways and it constantly burns in the form of longing glances and hidden tears. It sounds nice on paper, the idea of loving someone so much that you'd do anything for them, the idea that they would love you the same. But it wasn't like that. Everyone has the waking fantasy of falling in love, of it being gorgeous and beautiful and unexplainable. No one thinks about the possibility of it being unrequited. No one wants to think of the pain that comes along with it. Love sounds like a dance around each other, one that two people have been practicing separately all of their lives until the fateful moment their hands finally touch and they are brought together in the flow of the music. But really it's just longing, it's looking at her beaming face and wanting more, more, more - and never getting it.