Drabble because the idea of James learning to flirt is the greatest
Lily gets suspicious when James asks to borrow her quill for the third time that week. She hands it over, eyeing him inquisitively, and when the utensil has changed hands she glances to his book bag, where she’s sure she can see a nib poking out.
“Get a new one, yeah?”
James follows her eyes and kicks his bag once, jostling it out of sight. He mumbles something about a delivery from Flourish and Blotts coming in the post tomorrow.
The next day, he borrows parchment instead.