James grinned at Sirius, who was peering through the common room portrait, he plopped onto the couch next to you and loop his arm around you, clearing his throat and running a nervous hand through his scruffy hair, he slapped on a charming grin and said

"You-uh- coming to my game later?"

He grins at you, hoping as always you don't notice the flush on his cheeks and the sweat on his brow. Sirius knew. Remus knew. Peter knew. Everybody else thought he was obsessed with Lily...but no. He grinned again, he'd never admit it to himself but those lingering gazes as you walked away... and the slight smile that graced his lips ehenever you laughed...James Potter...the Hogwarts Hearthrob...was absolutely...completely...thoroughly...in love.