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Young!James Potter x Reader

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Request: Could you do a James Potter x reader where the reader stays at James’ house for the holidays and they have fun acting like little children like running around the huge house and playing hide and seek, stuff like that. Thanks in advance!

A/N: So I’m really sorry but I didn’t have alot of inspiration for this one atm, so it’s not going to be long at all. More like a drabble I guess..

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“You will never catch me!” You laughed as you ran up the stairs, panting.

James was just a few steps behind. “Oh we’ll see about that Y/N!”

You felt his fingers grazing your back as you squealed. Instinctively you picked up your wand, stuck in your boot, ang giving it a quick whirl over your back. You heard a hard thud as James hit the floor.

“Hey! No magic!” You had used one of your own invented spells, making the floor slippery.

“Sorry!” You giggled as you kept on running. Rounding a corner you stopped to catch your breath, listening after James’s footsteps. Although, you coudn’t hear any, only your own heart beating in your chest. “Where was he?”

Right as you were about to peak around the corner, you felt a pair of strong arms grab you by around waist. “Got you!”

“Noo!” You laugh as you try to get out of his grip but he’s holding you tight.

“I believe that..” He snatches the last gingerbread man out of your hand. “Belongs to me.”

You turn around in his embrace to face him with a pout.

“What?” He laughed. “You think I chased you that much just to share it?”

You didn’t answer, just kept on looking at him with big puppy-dog eyes. He sighed. “Alright fine.” Breaking the gingerbread man in half, he ploped the first piece in his mouth before feeding you the other one.

“Thank you” You smiled victoriously up at him, giving him a qick peck on the cheek.

“Hey! Kids!” Euphemia’s voice could be heard from the bottom of the stairs. “Just cause you’re on holiday doesn’t mean you’re let off on dishing-duty!”

James rolled his eyes and you giggled at his teen-boyish ways. “Yes Mrs Potter! We’ll be right down!” You called back politely.

Your boyfriend pouted at you. “But I don’t wanna! Dishes are boring!”

“James Fleamont Potter, stop being a baby.” You took his hand and pulled him down the stairs. “Come on now.”

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Requested– Yes- Could you write a James Potter x reader where James plays in a Quidditch game but gets hurt (pulls a muscle or something similar) and after the match the reader just cuddles him in his dorm room and runs their fingers through his hair and stuff until he gets to sleep! Thanks in advance!

A/N-I GOT A PHONE CALL FROM MY #1 COLLEGE TODAY ALSO GO SEE ROCKETMAN ITS AMAZINGGGG

Pairing- James Potter x Reader
Warnings- not really kinda touchy also its short I ran out of ideas


“I can’t believe this.” Groaned James Potter. “It’s completely ridiculous.” 

“It’s a concussion.” You say, picking up the Quidditch cape that was thrown on the ground by your boyfriend. “That’s what happens when you get hit in the head with a bludger.”

“But I still caught the snitch.” He laughed and flopped on his pillow, letting out another groan of pain. 

“I know, babe, I saw. Then I saw that bludger hit you in the back of the head and you fall off your broom.” 

“Worth it.” James laughed while clutching his head. You pick up the rest of James’ discarded Quidditch uniform and place them in his trunk.

“Come here.” He then pouts, holding out his arms like a child.

You let out a small giggle, then give in, kicking your shoes off and sliding into bed with him. 

“Yay.” He lets out a small sigh and rolls over, onto his stomach as you lean back on his pillows. He wraps his arms around your waist and rests his head on your stomach. 

“You’re so comfy.” He says, his voice rumbling through your body. 

“That tickles.” You squirm slightly, causing him to wince again at his head. 

“Oh I’m sorry.” You coo and slowly slide your hands up gently and start stroking your hair, making your way from the base of his neck to the top of his head. 

“That feels amazing.” He slid his hands out from under you and up your shirt. 

“James.” You warned his as his hands reached your bra. 

“You’re so warm.” He mumbled, not moving his hands. “And cozy. Like a teddy bear.” 

“A teddy bear?” You say, amused at your sleepy boyfriend. 

“Yeah. A life sized teddy bear.” 

“That bludger really got you good, huh?” You lean down and press a kiss to his temple. 

“What bludger?’ He asks, absentmindedly picking at a loose thread on your robes. 

“Oh boy.” You sink down lower on the pillows so you were laying next to James. Madam Pomfrey warned you that James may suffer some short term memory loss but should be back to normal in a few days.

“No don’t leave.” He whines slightly and buries his face in your neck. 

“I wasn’t planning on it.” You pull him closer and start to run his back. “Go to sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

“When I wake up can we go to the kitchens and get ice cream?” He lifts up his face to look at you. 

“Sure. We can get all the ice cream you want.” You laugh, you boyfriend proving yet again that he was a five year old. 

“Can we get strawberry?” He asks, hopefully. 

“Yes.” 

“How about strawberry?” He asks again a moment later. 

“You already said that.” You remind him. 

“Did I really?” He asks, puzzled. 

“Yes now go to sleep.” You put your hand over his eyes. 

James snuggles closer to you as you continue to run your nails up and down his back gently. 

“Y/n?” James asks in a muffled voice a few minutes later. 

“Yes, James.” 

“Why does my head hurt?” 

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