“Moons?” James asked quietly, opening their bedroom door just slightly to see a large Padfoot laying at the end of their bed, head resting on Remus’ blanket-covered feet. “Hmm?” Remus groaned, attempting to sit up. “Shh, shh, no lay back down,” James said, setting the potion bottle on the end table quickly to help Remus lower himself gently into the mattress. “Sorry, Jamie,” He groaned before hissing as his bones clicked loudly. “Did you dislocate something last night?” James asked in a hushed whisper, sinking into the mattress next to Remus slowly while attempting not to wake their husband who was snoring loudly in his dog form. “I think Moony just was trying to find you,” Remus shrugged. “I’m sorry. I knew I should’ve rescheduled that meeting,” James winced, watching Remus rub his shoulder in pain. “And what would you have said to Mr. Malfoy? ‘Sorry, my werewolf husband needs me to change into my illegal deer form so he doesn’t lose his mind.’" “It’s a Stag.” Remus pressed his lips together, raising an eyebrow at him and James laughed and gestured to the phial on the bedside table, “Reg made an experimental healing and pain reliever potion for you, Poppy approved.” “Thank you,” Remus sighed, smiling slightly as he shut his eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay with covering my upper classes today? Barty and Reg are covering the lowers, they might be able to-” “Hey, what are you on about? You’re the one who was up all night not me-” “Where did you sleep?” Remus cut him off. James laughed lightly, “I slept on the couch in the Gryffindor Common Room. I think Harry was slightly annoyed about it.” “I’m sure our son was very hospitable,” Remus chuckled. “Should’ve given me his bed, the little asshole,” James grumbled. “And where would he have slept, hm?” “Well, I’ve heard that-” “You’re a Professor. You’re not supposed to gossip.” “Please, like you don’t like gossip, Moonbeam.” “Did someone say ‘gossip?’” Sirius asked, sitting up slowly and stretching obscenely before crawling up the bed to lay next to them. “I did! I heard Lavender talking to Padma-” “James, really?” Remus sighed. “-in the corridor and she said that Harry and Ron are dating!” “You didn’t know that? They’ve been together for like a year,” Sirius said in a bored tone. “What?” James yelped, leaning up onto his elbow to stare at Sirius who was idly braiding his hair. “I thought I told you that,” Sirius sighed, tying off the end of the plait before running his fingers through Remus’ curls, which were slightly damp and stuck to his forehead with sweat. “No, you told me the rumor about him and Hermione,” James mumbled, pulling Remus’ closest hand into his, kneading it gently between his thumbs. Remus hummed contently, eyes slipping closed as Sirius repeated the action on his other side. “Well, that was just a rumor. But no, this is actually true." “Rem, did you know?” James asked, sounding slightly offended. Remus sighed in annoyance, “Our son has had a crush on Ronald Weasley since he was eight years old and kicking him under the table, James. But it’s good to know you’re still as oblivious as you’ve always been.”
wolfstarbucks dad professors (with background bartylus professors) that i may or may not be working on :)