People would refer to James as the sun, and it was true, to an extent.

It was true in the sense that the world revolved around him, that he was the centre of everyone's attention and affections. In the way that if you get too close, you'll just get hurt.

Because the sun has no need for anything when it is the brightest thing to exist.

And neither did he, he had his very own solar system. He had his own friends, Remus, Sirius, and Peter. He had no need for anyone else, no need for you.

Which he’s made rather clear, although subconsciously. You were never a priority of his, plans with you were expendable, easily dropped or forgotten about. He never meant them to be… something always seemed to come up.

Plans with Remus, Sirius, Peter, got distracted and teased Snivellus. Anything, anything and everything else could distract him from hanging out with you.

It was like you were just a background noise in his head. Today was no different.

He strolls into the library casually, as if he hadn’t left you waiting for over twenty minutes. You were used to it by now, he usually never even showed up.

“Hey,” he smiles, he didn’t even look sheepish. “Hope I didn’t keep you waiting.”