Harrypottermodern Stories

A modern story of a student sorted into Slytherin

Lily is pleasantly shocked to find she must share an apartment with the gorgeous Man From Trivia whom she has been secretly observing at Trivia Night. What's even more shocking is that this man is James Potter - a man who has been pining after her too... Forced proximity, shenanigans ensue. *** James' eyes were alight with mirth, hair mussed, lips pulled into a slight smirk radiating cockiness. "Got you all riled up," he said, his eyes lazily dragging up and down her body, taking in her stance - hands on hips, chin tilted up, fiery eyes. "Looks good on you." Lily's jaw dropped, momentarily frozen, before she stepped right up to him, poking him - hard - in the chest. "You. Are. Unbelievable." James looked down at her finger, grinning. "Like a cat. Claws and all," he said, voice so deep and intoxicating and infuriating. "I never thought poetry could be so... scintillating." He raised his gaze to meet her eyes. "I'll make sure to discuss its faults more often." Lily crossed her arms. "Don't you dare - I'll have you know, I studied poetry for four years at university and graduated with honours. If you mention anything about poetry, I will crush your arguments. I just will," she said, so certain in her ability to absolutely wipe the floor with this man. "Trust me," he said, voice low, eyes pinning hers. "Winning an argument is the last thing I have on my mind." - Also available to read on AO3 and Fanfic.net under the same story name (username is Kat965 on both those sites)

in which, dumbledore accidentally posts everyone numbers in the great hall and a hufflepuff decides to text the slytherin prince himself. "you're pretty." "thank you?" - lowercase intended. there are phones and social media. - highest rankings #8 in phones