you are the best thing (that’s ever been mine) [15:45]

It is well known that James Potter loved Lily Evans. He has been following her around for years, publicly confessing his love and trying to win her over. The eyes were constantly on him and Lily, one of the most well known purebloods, heir the The Potter name in love with a gorgeous muggleborn.

But when the gazes turned away and no one was whispering and pointing, things were not as they seemed on the outside. James' gaze was no longer on the gorgeous witch that sat on his table, no. His gaze was on another table all together.

The slytherin gang was very well known throughout the school, no one messed with them and got away with it. no one, but the marauders. They always seemed to get away with it, no one knew how or why, but they were never caught no matter what they did. The marauders had their secret weapon, a man on the inside if you will and this man the man that is the key to their success is the one James’ gaze is fixed on at any given moment, the same boy James’s hands travel all over in every private meeting they had, the same boy James knew everything out. James knew this boy better than he knew himself and he loved it, the image of Evan lying under him played in his mind at any given moment and he loved it.

He loved everything about this boy, the way he only has one dimple when he smiles, the way his hands tensed at the mention of something he doesn’t like. The way James’ name fell out of Evans mouth like honey on a warm summer's day. James could never get tired of it.

Remus nudged James from his spot on the table
“Oi stop eye fucking him we’re in public” James rolled his eyes slightly pulling his gaze away from the boy he got to so luckily call his. It didn’t matter anyway the way Evan looked the other night was still playing through his mind.

Later that day James was making his way to the meeting spot that James and Evan had discovered one night while running from the caretaker after being caught in the library after hours. They had always been careful before that, James had his cloak and they were never once caught, but they got too cocky.

James hated the fact they had to sneak around, he wanted nothing more than to show Evan off to be able to tell people Evan belongs to him, but he can’t. Evan on the other hand didn’t mind it, he didn’t overly mind the attention James got from girls or about the attention he gave Lily in public, because James was his. James was Evans’s in every way and Evan was addicted to it all.

As James enters the dimly lit room the images from the previous meetup enters his mind. Oh how he loved their private meetups. As he closed the door he felt hands on him he smiles softly,
“Hello my darling boy” James’ voice was low almost a whisper and he could hear Evan chuckle at his words.
“Hello my sunshine, I missed you today” Evan kept his voice hushed and oh how it drove James crazy.
“Is that so? I guess we’ll have to make up for my absence then” suddenly Evan wasn’t the one in control anymore, James grabbed Evan’s waist and pulled Evan close against him. Their faces barely inches away at this point and Evan could almost feel the smirk that lay on James lips. Before Evan had time to make a comment his lips were on James’ and he was once again well and truly intoxicated by James. If he could choose to do one thing everyday for the rest of his life it would be to kiss james.

James lured him in, in ways he didn’t think was possible, he craved James. Even when he had him he wanted more, he needed more. James’ lips were like sugar, you didn’t need them, but without them life was a whole lot worse and more dull. James’ hands worked on Evans shirt unbuttoning it like many times before and each time felt like electricity to Evan, every touch James blessed him with felt like a shock to his body, an absolutely amazing shock. James’s hands pulled Evan’s waist even closer, needing more than what he has of him right now.

James pulls away slightly before lowering his head to Evans neck leaving a trail of kisses until he meets evan’s collarbone. He knows better than to leave marks where anyone will see them, but god how he wants to, how he wants people to know Evan is his, even if they don’t know he is his specifically at least they’ll know he belongs to someone. He was tired of hiding, he was tired of lying, only his friends knew about them and he was starting to feel like a dirty secret.

He started to leave marks on Evan’s skin, he was a blank canvas that needed some art upon it, his art. Evan doesn’t complain about this; he's well and truly entranced by every part of the boy in front of him. James pulls his shirt off before unbuttoning the rest of evan’s pulling his shirt off too and throwing both shirts on the floor. James went back to marking his boy. His boy, no one else’s and by tomorrow people will know, he’ll make sure of it.

The next day all eyes are on Evan, all the hot gazes and the whispers are directed at him. Evan Rosier has a girlfriend, that is the topic of the school all anyone is talking about. No one notices Lily sitting next to Pandora instead of James taking advantage of the attention no longer being focused on her to be able to sit with her love. Her Dora, her everything. James’s eyes were trained on Evan, he had no tie, his shirt was unbuttoned and loose. He wanted people to see, he wss doing this on purpose and oh how James loved it.

Sirius barks out a laugh, “Jesus Prongs I thought it was meant to be a secret and now you’re marking him up without a care in the world?”
James chuckles slightly, “I got bored of being a secret, it was my idea in the first place and he was never against being public, I wanted people to know that he’s mine”
Peter put down his textbook from next to them “you never have been one to appreciate hiding, and by the looks of it neither has he, look at him showing it off like he’s won the bloody lottery”
James smirked at this, “good because he has.”

“WHAT???” Barty’s voice was so loud you’d think he was trying to talk over a helicopter.
“Shush, keep your voice down Bee what part of no one knows do you not understand?”
Regulus huffed from his seat next to Barty, “I mean not that I’m surprised he eye fucks you any chance he gets, but you could do better than him”
Evan looks at Regulus as the words settle in his brain laying heavy, “I can do better? I literally won the lottery, Regulus that man treats me better than anyone ever has he treats me like a prince and I love him”
“Evan, I’m joking whatever makes you happy I’m in support of, but if he ever hurts you I’ll make sure he will never know life without pain ever again”
A new voice appears from behind Reg and it startles them slightly, almost dropping the plain mask he wears in public.
“I’d never hurt him, not intentionally anyway” Regulus nods at this and Barty studies him,
“You don’t seem like the type to leave marks like that, but then again I see it possessive Potter had a ring to it” James’ face flushed slightly before smirking at the boys in front of him.
“Well if he’s gonna be mine, others better know it too I can’t have anyone thinking they even have the slightest bit of a chance with my gorgeous boy”
Barty gags slightly next to him and Regulus rolls his eyes “keep it in your pants Potter”
James chuckles again, “Wow,you’re still calling me Potter?”
“Just because you’re with my best mate doesn’t mean you get special treatment.” His words are snappy and James laughs before taking Evans hand in his own, “well we’ll be off”
“OI, remember god is always watching” Barty could barely keep himself together for the sentence before he was laughing with his head on a very fed up Regulus.

Once again the two boys found themselves in the room they’d been going to for nearly a year now. James looked at the boy he was so lucky to have taking him in once again. Everytime James was able to fully take Evan in it was like he was falling for him all over again. Everything about him was perfect and he was all James’s.
James laid his hand on Evans' waist pulling him closer. Evan felt butterflies erupt in his stomach as they did every time he had James’ hands on him. James lent over to Evan bending down so his lips where just hovering next to his ear,
“Now people know your mine now darling, everyone knows you belong to someone and that someone is me, I’m going to treat you so well. You’re gonna be like a prince Evan, my prince”
Evan couldn’t even breath, he needed James in his life so badly and he had him. He had this boy and this boy was proud to be his. James wanted others to know he had evan.
“Can I kiss you pretty boy?” Evan nodded quickly, he needed James.
He felt lips on his and his world was turning once again the hand that lays on his waist pulling him against James and the other of James’ hands tangled in Evan’s hair. Evan leaned into James as their lips moved in sync. His own hands making his way under James’s always untucked shirt and pulling him in by his waist, he wanted to be closer. He wanted James closer. He felt James against himself as James pulled away slightly to catch his breath. He looked down at Evan moving his hand from being lost in his hair to his chin moving his head to look up.
“You are so gorgeous Evan, I am so lucky”
Evan smiled, the heat in his face increasing once more. He didn’t see how James was the lucky one. The boy that stood looking down at him, his body pressed against his own, was the best thing in this world.
“James Fleamont Potter I have absolutely won the lottery, you are the best thing that’s ever been mine.”