James' friendgroup had decided that a slight change to their usual October would be nice. instead of letting the month be an exam-plagued season, they had decided to celebrate a muggle holiday called ‘Halloween’.

As ridiculous as it sounded; wizards could have much fun in a holiday that celebrated a different depiction of witchcraft. The lion common room was decorated in orange and other autumn-themed colours. James and the rest had only set one rule for the party; attending with costumes.

And James Fleamont Potter, being the absolute loverboy that he is, decided he was going to match costumes with his one, and only girlfriend, aka, you. There had been a bit of discussion surrounding who would be the object of your inspiration, but you had eventually settled for Bianca, and Mick Jagger.

Julian tugged on your hand, forcing you to stand up, with a dazzling smirk on his lips. “No actual way you’re staying there the whole time. we cannot be dressed like them, and have you not dance at all.” just another one of James' quite honestly silly excuses to have you close to him.

“Did I mention you look gorgeous?” he asked, placing a hand on your waist, and tugging you closer to peck your lips, before making you do a little spin on your heels.