No one should be allowed to look quite so attractive when they blushed. It ought to be considered against the rules. Even so, seeing James's face flushed with colour brought a smirk tugging at his lips. It was amusing to watch the effect a little physical contact had on James – seeing the Potter at a loss for words, and then rambling, was priceless.
"My hands aren't very masculine, Potter," he pointed out, as if that was the whole purpose in holding hands with James. "My fingers are long and slender. Quite distinct for a man's hand."