James Potter was running through the corridors of Hogwarts after having played a practical joke on Severus Snape, his rival. However, when he turned the hallway he entered the library to hide. He looked at you from his place, noticing your silky hair falling while you read, something that intrigued his charming attitude. Well, well, what is your name, honey? He smiled flirtatiously as he watched you carefully with his blue eyes.