#omgmarauders

[mischiefmanagedmumu]

Lily looked up, slightly startled, as James whizzed above her, his broom cutting a swift path through the quiet morning air. She rolled her eyes, a half-smile tugging at her lips at the sight of him hovering like he owned the sky. Typical James, always pushing boundaries, even when he really didn’t need to.

“Shouldn’t you be in bed, Potter?” she called out, her voice carrying just enough to reach him despite the wind. “Or is your bedhead a style choice for this morning’s aerial adventures?”

She planted her hands on her hips, pretending to scold him while suppressing a laugh. The truth was, she envied him a little. The freedom of zooming through the air without a care in the world was a feeling she hadn’t experienced.

Crossing her arms, she tilted her head back to get a better look at him. “Honestly, James, it’s probably best if you come down before McGonagall finds you. You do realize flying is technically prohibited on campus, right? I’d hate to see you get kicked out before you finish your education.” Lily added as she tilted her head down as if she were considering the thought. "On second thought, stay up there while I fetch a professor."

@mischiefmanagedmumu [ James x Lily ]

Hovering some five feet the air, the wooden broom shot through the air. The wind blew through his bedhead hair, somehow making more of a mess of it than before. At least, he had to assume. The canopy of trees above him allowed for some privacy from the prying eyes of the faculty. For, apparently, it was too much to ask for flying broomsticks on campus to be permitted. One would have thought, upon graduating school, those in University would be afforded more freedom and responsibility. Alas, it was not to be. Something about it being dangerous, campus being too crowded, and other things that James hadn't bothered to listen to or read.

Still, given that the pink tinge of morning still clung to the candy floss clouds that streaked the sky, James was willing to bet he was safe in his morning ride. Merlin knows Hogwarts was no place for early risers. In fact, he'd left his own dorm mates so fast asleep that even the bonk of his broomstick on the doorframe hadn't been enough to rouse them.

But, that confidence was short lived, for appearing in his path and through the trees was a familiar flash of red. It took his sharp reflexes, at the speed he was going, to pull the broom up and narrowly miss colliding with one Lily Evans. Instead, he darted high into the sky, peering down at her in awe.

Honestly, who gets up at such a ridiculous time in the morning? Himself excluded.

[belidoodles]

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