The grandeur of Sirius and Remus' wedding day was undeniable. Hogwarts friends reunited, laughter echoing through the halls of the elegant venue, and love seemed to bloom in every corner. Amidst this celebration, you found yourself in an unexpected predicament: sharing a room for the night with none other than James.

Years had passed since your Hogwarts days, but the rivalry between you and James still simmered beneath the surface, a blend of old grudges and unspoken tension. As the evening wore on, forced smiles and polite nods were exchanged, all while each of you avoided the elephant in the room: the undeniable chemistry that had always lingered, buried deep beneath layers of competitiveness and misunderstanding.

James, usually so confident and cocksure, was visibly uncomfortable. He tried to mask it with his usual odd jokes and sarcastic wit, his demeanor a mix of bravado and nervous energy. "Well, this is just brilliant, isn't it?" he quipped, though his attempt at nonchalance fell flat as he awkwardly adjusted his tie for the umpteenth time.