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James spotted two of the prettiest people he had ever seen across the room drinking and laughing. His fist thought beyond recognizing their amens attractiveness was “wow that’s a lot of hair”. His newfound friend Remus locked over at where he was pointing and by the locks of his dazed expression found them just as attractive as he had.
“Fuck you weren’t lying about the hair” Remus whispered after a beat.
They were drinking in the bar closest to the university which was almost exclusively used by students. James really hoped that they attended the school but he would definitely remember seeing them around. They were the kind of people you se ones and think about for the rest of your life.
The boy had the longest jet black hair James had ever seen on a bloke (well at least a bloke not playing rock musik on the telly). He definitely had that rockstaresk vibe about him though. He was also dashingly beautiful the kind of face that James knew boys and girl alike would die and kill for.
And the girl. THE GIRL. She was possibly even more beautiful if you can believe it. She did not have the classic aristocratic good looks but there was just something about her. Her hair was the most beautiful shade of red James had ever seen and the freckles were just the cutest. And her curves. Fuck her curves. She was definitely a whole lot of woman.
“James mate it’s getting a bit creepy” Remus rudely interrupted his fantasies with.
“Rem I need to talk to her I think I found the love of my life. Do you think they go to the university? Fuck he looks like a fucking rockstar. Do you think they’re dating? I bloody hope not.” James rambled on
”First of all you known me for less than a week we are not at the nickname stage of our friendship yet and secondly we are not talking to them”
In the end James had to drag Remus there (thankfully not literally though he totally could if came to it the man is bult like a beanpole).
“Hey do you go to the University?” Was the cleverest he came up with apparently. He kicked himself internally.
The giger girls shared a pointed lock whit her black haired friend. “Yeah, we do” she replied whit after a bit of awkward silence that felt a bit too intentionally to James.
“Well that’s just brilliant” he replied cheerfully “anyone up for a dance?”
Remus that had stod silently by hose side sent him a stare that felt a lot like a non verbal death treat.
“Sure I’ll bite” the boy replied after a beat of silence. He locked at James whit a look of pity and James wasn’t sure if he actually wanted to dans or just wanted to put James out of his misery. James nonetheless led the cute guy to the dance floor.
The boy as it turned out was named fucking Sirius. What a namn. “Your parents really named you Sirius?” He mused ones he was done laughing. “I mean you totally suit it weirdly enough but you have to admit its a bit of a bonkers name mate”
“Totally whit you on that one” Sirius mused. And then to James amusement he said “I think we’re gonna get along James Potter”