ruler of all things jegulily x reader can we pls have some more🙏
I must feed my children! it may be short but I think it is so sugar sweet and wholesome. 💗
summary: poly!jegulily x reader, you are sick and Mrs. Potter bakes for you.
warning: none except the reader has a cold
Regulus was the first to notice.
He woke up early, just as he did every morning, slipping out of James’s vice like grip and shimmying out of the bed. James just rolled over and captured Lily instead. That's when he noticed a body missing from the headcount. You weren’t there.
He made his way down the stairs to find you curled up on the couch, under a thick blanket you stole from the linen closet. From the bottom step, he could see you shaking despite the heat of the blanket. You sat in almost a trance-like state, staring at your phone and scrolling mindlessly, trying to think about anything other than how awful you felt.
“My love?” Regulus said softly, gaining your attention. You managed your best smile to greet him. “What are you doing down here? You should be in bed.”
You shook your head, the action making the room around you spin, you groaned in response to it.
“I know,” you replied, “but I started coughing and I didn’t wanna wake you up.”
Regulus hummed and made his way over to you, stopping in front of you and touching your forehead with the back of his hand. “You’re burning up.”
You groaned again, unable to stop the shiver that crawled up your spine and through your bones. “Really? I feel like I'm in Antarctica.” you should steal another blanket from the closet.
“Let me make you some tea, yeah?” He said, smiling down with pity at you, leaning down and kissing your burning forehead. You liked that he was being so attentive, you just hated that you felt like this.
Regulus disappeared into the kitchen and you reopened your phone, continuing to scroll to distract yourself. That was until you heard a patter of footsteps coming down the stairs. You looked up to see Lily rubbing her eyes and yawning, looking so cute and tired.
“Goodmorning sweetheart,” she smiled groggily at you, “why are you down here instead of in bed with us, huh?” she asked.
“She’s sick.” Regulus called out from the kitchen.
“Sick?” She asked you, furrowing her brows and checking your face over.
You nodded, pouting up at her.
“Oh, my baby,” she cooed, “Come here.” She sat down next to you, lifting the blanket over herself and opened her arms for you to fill.
You shook your head, a wave of pain again. “No, I don’t wanna get you sick.” you said.
“Come. Here.” She repeated, looking as if she was not going to back down on this. You obeyed and nuzzled into her. She provided you with more warmth, but you still shook. She ran her hand up and down your arm in a soothing and warming attempt.
Regulus returned, offering you a cup of hot brown liquid, prepared just the way you like. You took it gratefully and took a small sip.
Regulus sighed, still taking in your sick state, your drained complexion and tired eyes. “How about I run down to the apothecary and grab you a potion-”
“No!” you whined, surprising both Lily and Regulus. “I don’t want Pepperup!”
“Love, you obviously need it,” Lily said, still attempting to warm you up.
“But I hate the way it tastes!” you complained, the whole thing a little childish, yes, but you felt awful and didn’t want to drink something that made your taste buds feel awful as well. “You know they add too much syrup, it’s nauseating.”
Regulus gave you a fake pout. “I know, but you've gotta take some to feel better.”
You shook your head and gave him a sad look, “Please don’t make me take it.” you whined, making him drop the subject for now. You cozied up further into Lily as a sleepy James emerged downstairs, still yawning and rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“Why did I wake up alone?” he said sadly. He did genuinely sound sad, not used to waking up with at least one of you still in bed with him, to which he would spend all morning pulling you back into bed to continue cuddling.
“Y/N is feeling a bit sick,” Lily replied. James showed instant concern, frowning and walking straight to you, feeling your head for a fever as well.
“Oh sweetheart,are you ok?” he asked you, worry lacing through his tone.
You gave him your best nod. “I’m ok.”
“She’s not,” Regulus mumbled from across the room, no doubt preparing James a cup of tea now that he was awake as well.
James looked like an idea crossed his mind, opening his mouth to say, “How about I run out and grab you a Pepp-”
“If you suggest Pepperup I’m going to sneeze in your tea and give you this sickness.” you snapped in a playful way. You knew you shouldn’t be upset about your loved ones trying to take care of you, but you just can’t stand the potion, even if it helps.
James held up his hands in surrender, accepting the cup of tea that Regulus was handing him and settling in next to you on the couch, Regulus right beside him.
For a while, you all sat and watched some TV together, taking a lazy morning for yourselves. You dozed off after a while and they let you, figuring you needed the rest to help you fight off the sickness.
You woke a little later, noting another thick, warm blanket covering your body. You sat up a little, noticing that Lily wasn’t beneath you anymore.
“How you feeling?” James asked, his hair wet, presumably from a shower he took while you were out.
Your brain felt foggy and slow but you groaned out a small “ok.” to answer him.
James didn’t look like he believed you, but gave you a nod anyway. The TV was still playing so you half paid attention to it as Regulus made his way in from the Kitchen, holding a glass out for you.
“Here,” he offered. You examined it closely, taking it from him. It looked like water and you were parched now that you were awake , so you lifted it up to your mouth. Before the liquid could touch your lips, the overwhelming smell of sugary sweet cherry and vanilla wafted into your nose. Medicine scented water or Pepperup potion charmed to look like water.
You looked up at Reggie, slightly annoyed and handed the glass back to him.
“You didn’t even drink any.” he said.
“And I’m not gonna.” you replied, albeit childish, but holding your ground on not taking the awful potion, you’d rather ride this out than take that horrid thing.
“You were getting worse, love. You were shaking in your sleep.” He tried to argue with you, but you again just gave him that sad look and he let out an exasperated sigh and trudged back into the kitchen where Lily was no doubt waiting, helping him concoct the charmed brew.
She emerged from the kitchen, just as exasperated and defeated that her plan didn’t work, as she took up her spot again, allowing you to curl up in her lap.
You felt yourself dozing off again, the TV running and the slight chat among your loves making it easy for you. Lily rubbing your back and Regulus pulling your legs to rest over his own.
This comfortable position had you asleep in no time.
When you woke again, it was mid afternoon, the TV playing the sitcom that Lily loved. You yawned and sat up from where your head rested on her thighs, her arms snaking around you and pulling you close.
“Good nap?” she asked. You hummed an affirmative and noticed Regulus asleep as well, resting his his on the armrest of the couch.
“Where’s Jamesie?” you asked Lily.
“Oh, he just went out to pick up a few things.” she said, playing with the ends of your hair.
“Pepperup?” you asked, suspicious.
“No,” She giggled, the sound filling you with the same warmth that she was providing with her hand rubbing up and down your arms in soothing motions.
“Good,” you purred, settling down and enjoying the sitcom with Lily.
A couple episodes later, the front door swung open and James waltzed in, holding a covered plate, a mountain of baked goods piled atop. He smiled seeing that you were awake and made his way to where you and Lily were curled up. He set the plate down on the coffee table in front of the couch, the smell of freshly baked buttercup cookies, Euphemia Potter’s signature bake.
You jumped from Lily’s arms to get a closer look, to make sure that’s what they actually were. Sure enough the peanut buttery goodness was the real thing. You looked up at James to ask if you could have one.
He nodded to you. “Go on, They’re for you.”
You smiled and took the one on the top of the mountain, smelling the cookie before taking a bite. You moaned out, the taste just as wonderful as you remember. These cookies were your absolute favorite thing that James’s mom made, she made them for your birthday and Christmas, always making an extra batch for you to take home with you.
“I told her you weren’t feeling very well,” James explained, all the commotion rousing Regulus out of his nap. “She said that some good home baking is the best medicine.” Regulus snagged another of the cookies.
“Well,” you laughed, “you’ll have to thank her for me.”
“Thank her yourself,” He said. You scrunched your brows together in confusion. “She invited us all over for dinner this weekend.” he smiled proudly.
You smiled back, excited to see Euphemia and Fleamont, you loved his parents, especially when they looked after you like this. “Can’t wait.” you beamed.
You felt better, your head wasn’t as fuzzy and you weren’t as exhausted. Maybe that nap let you rest up and your body heal a bit. Maybe some good home baking really is the best medicine.
You sat up from Lily, stretched, and felt like a shower to warm you up and wash off the rest of the gross sick feeling from your body. “I’m gonna go shower quickly, then we can think about dinner for tonight, yeah?” you said cheerily to them then zipping up the stairs.
“Your mom baked Pepperup into the cookies didn’t she?” Lily asked James once you were out of earshot.
James picked up a cookie for himself and took a bite. “Oh, absolutely.”
Both Regulus and Lily laughed at this, knowing that the potion would make you feel instantly better, but you being stubborn and not wanting it only prolonged you feeling sick and awful.
“Give me that recipe, we’ll need it for when she gets sick again,” Regulus smiled.
