some james potter + quidditch headcanons because idk *spins wheel* its a sunday
his quidditch prowess is down to 3 parts talent, 3 parts hard work and 1 part sheer dumb luck
pulls off risky, flashy moves that shouldnât be possible almost without failÂ
there was the time he made a particularly spectacular dive for the quaffle and ended up in the hospital wing with a shattered collar bone, a fractured wrist and an assortment of minor sprains
but gryffindor still won and evans came to visit him on his sick bed and she was probably like, Really Impressed
so, really, he considers it a success anyway
he treats his broom like a child
he sleeps with it in his bed
he only lets two people in the entire world touch it: madam hooch (who he has mad respect for) and his former captain
sirius is like, weirdly jealous about this
though he wouldnât admit itÂ
sirius: why would I even WANT to touch your broom you fanatical weirdo
james: *waggling eyebrows* i can think of a few reasons
honest-to-god sobbed the first time his team won under his captaincy
sirius offers to hex his opponents for him, like, at least once a week, but james thinks thats just bad formÂ
(and anyway, knowing that heâs beat them good and proper is a way better ego boost)
((though that doesnât mean heâs opposed to a not-entirely-honourable tackle if the other team are playing dirty))
after he becomes captain heâs in practice so often that he wears his quidditch robes more often that his normal robes
this drives his professors up the wall but they stop trying to enforce uniform rules on him about a month in because they realise if they kick him out every time he turns up in quidditch robes he will literally miss half of his classes
((lily evans thinks that whoever invented quidditch robes was trying to ruin specifically her life like how is she supposed to concentrate on advanced vanishment theorems when james potter is strutting about with his hair and his arms and his quidditch robes))Â
his team have a love-hate relationship with him
when its 4:30am and freezing cold and raining and james is disconcertingly chipper, already running drills that make them crave the sweet embrace of death, it errs more on the hate sideÂ
as it does when heâs trying to enforce his ungodly 24-hour-spinach-smoothie-lockdown
âcome on, captain, if i donât eat something solid in the next 30 seconds i think i might actually cryâ
âpower through, meadowes, think of the antioxidantsâÂ
but after theyâve absolutely smashed a match and james has just come back from a hogsmeade raid and heâs plying them all with butterbeer and chocolate frogs whilst yelling at anyone who will listen how proud he is, they sâpose heâs not so bad
rumour has it he practiced snogging with a quaffle once
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