James had always managed to get most, and everything, he wanted. Even if he didn't strictly need said thing it was always given to him one way or another. Mostly from his friends or the multiple students at Hogwarts who played into his good books.

Now, this made James sound extremely spoilt and he promised he wasn't. He never took too much of what others needed and kept the manners that his parents taught him every time that he was gifted something, even if it was by a completely stranger who'd overheard a conversation once.

Only, there was one thing- girl, actually, who James would do anything to get. Lily Evans. The muggleborn ginger with a temper as fiery as her hair and the quips as sharp as the pages of the books she was always reading. Both of those that always seemed to be aimed at James, unfortunately.

Nonetheless James refused to give up. No matter how many time he was threatened to get (and actually) hexed. He'd probably annoyed his friends with how much he brainstormed new ways to flirt with the girl who he was sure was his destiny.

Here James was currently preforming his new one. It was a more intense one than the others. James was on his broom after winning a Quidditch match against Slytherin before calling out to Lily. "Oi! Evans, that win was for you!" A grin was on his face as he watched her. "Reward me with a date- or a kiss?"