She was like the wind, James thought to himself. Free and uncontained. Both fierce and gentle. Impossible to to hold but a force nevertheless. He was like the ocean, Adella thought to herself. Endless depths. Unexplored and unpredictable. His current drawing her further and further in.

Adella Sinclair was like the wind. Unencumbered, she could not be caged. James Sirius Potter was like the ocean, constantly pulling her into his depths.