Joy ( i gave u a fuckin happy one for stu pls )
Smile lingered on his lips as he made his way to the Great Hall. Nothing better than sleeping for... an extended period of time, to put him in a good mood. Well, there was Remus too, but quite frankly, he wasn’t sure where they stood anymore. Or what even was going on with them. But he tried to shake that thought off his mind; he was well-rested, and on his way to get breakfast, he was happy.
Until he wasn’t anymore.
Joy was a funny thing, one second he’d be the happiest he’s ever been, and the next, his smile would drop the moment he’d see his boyfriend at the Gryffindor table. And the feeling of happiness would fleet in an instant. He wasn’t mad, or anything, just... uncertain. Scared. Because Remus was the best thing in his life after his family, and now he was scared he’d lose him. And part of him couldn’t help but to think it was his own fault, for reacting so strongly. But he still could barely accept the words he’d heard from him, he wasn’t sure he was ready to move past that just yet.
So he gave him a brief nod, small smile tugging on his lips as he walked past to sit further down the Gryffindor table with some of his friends. Soon enough, a large smile slipped on his lips again. It was just as easy to pretend joy as it was for it to disappear. He wasn’t sure that was a good thing, really, but he’d rather his friends believing he was in a good place rather than having to try and explain to them what was going on. It was just so much easier that way.
And as his eyes caught sight of his boyfriend that was exiting the room, a small frown formed on his lips, as he couldn’t help but wonder if he’d one day be allowed to have that kind of unconditional joy some people have.
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