James was finally let into the Evans household after years of begging. God, how pathetic but he’s willing to pretend and fail classes if it means being tutored by Lily.
When he entered the house he took note of the photos on the walls, so many had Lilys face with a big smile.
Clearly the favorite
He knew she had sibling but their was a few, like her older sister petunia, hidden in the corner of the house.
Another of a baby boy faced down against the hard wood of the bookshelf. Forgotten and filled with dust.
Ouch he thought.
He never saw you around Hogwarts, and when he came over for lessons at the house he found himself watching you.
The soft footsteps that were almost silent, conditioned to not make a sound on the creaky floor. The way you hide and never talked or greeted him at the door. Like you were used to not being seen at all, a ghost was a better word to describe you.
He didn’t know it yet but he soon found himself…captured almost hopeful to see you when he went over to get tutor lessons from Lily.
He was also confused on why he was fascinated by a boy? the great James wanting a boy? How funny…right?
It also didn’t help that Lily was noticing the looks, longing…something he always had for her not anyone else. And certainly not her idiot little brother…
Maybe she waited to long? Hopefully not. Since after years of being chased around she was now looking at James with that same longing
What a tragedy this was bound to be…unfortunately for you, you haven’t even caught on yet…