prompt: elixir to induce euphoria ✧ @moonchaser-microfic ✧ wc: 674
✧ info: potion induces sudden and inexplicable sense of joy and happiness
“jamie!” remus giggles, rushing into the dorm; hastily dropping his book bag.
sirius and peter follow behind him in various states of distress, clothes rumpled, hair askew and dirt smudged on their knees.
“why do you lot look like you’ve just scrapped on the front lawns?” james scowls suspiciously at the three of them.
remus barks a laugh, making all three of them turn to him, james with shock and suspicion, sirius and peter with disdain and weariness.
“they didn’t scrap! they chased me around the forbidden forest because i wanted to look for mooncalfs!” remus laughs while telling the story.
“err...” james says, confused.
he tilts his head towards remus while looking at sirius and peter with a ‘what the fuck is going on??’ expression.
sirius winces, smiling guiltily and james has to bite his tongue to not lash out prematurely.
“so uh, pete and i-” sirius is elbowed hard into the side.
“-gah! okay!, i thought it would be funny to slip a bit of an elixir into moony’s coffee…” sirius mumbles, not meeting anyone’s eyes.
peter is glaring at sirius with disdain and james is frowning at him too.
remus is still laughing in the corner, “ooooh someone’s in troubleeeee” he says teasingly and james can’t help but snort at the sentiment.
he just rolls his eyes and looks pointedly at the giggling boy, “what did sirius give you moons?” he asks softly.
remus beams at him, eyes all bright and sparkly that james wants to pinch his cheeks.
with minimal self restraint he hears remus tell him, “elixir to induce euphoria.” with a bright smile.
he sighs to himself, it’s not the worst option, sirius could have chosen something that put remus in mortal danger so thank merlin for small miracles.
though james does level sirius with a glare that has the long haired boy throwing his hands up in surrender.
“i said i was sorry!” he exclaims and james frowns thoughtfully, “i don’t think you did.”
“…well i am!” he insists, and before james can argue, remus is jumping on his bed.
they all scramble to stand in front of the bed, arms outstretched incase remus falls.
“moony! get down! your back is gonna hurt later love.” james tries to reason, failing miserably to hide his panic when remus nearly rolls his ankle on the blanket, grabbing the curtain of the bed to keep himself steady.
james can feel himself losing his patience, and he frankly isn’t used to being the one who stops one of the marauders’ foolish decisions.
he holds out his hand for remus, batting his eyes before asking sickeningly sweetly, “moons, will you come and help me with something darling?” james asks gently.
remus stops jumping immediately, nodding rapidly which has james hysterically wondering whether he’ll have to check the older boy for a neck sprain or concussion later.
“jamie!” remus whispers excitedly, hushed as though he’s telling a secret only for james’ ears.
he’s safely on the floor, hand encompassed in james as james walks the both of them to his own bed to sit down.
james hums noncommittally, pulling back the covers to usher remus to sit down.
“i’m so happy!” remus says, forgoing the whispering but keeping the same beaming smile on his face.
james hears sirius make a strained sound from the back before a thump echoes, a whine of an “ow!” before the door is opened and shut again.
james is looking at remus, just looking. enamored by the look of complete contentment on his face, frown lines and furrows brows forgotten as calm peace washes over tanned features.
james is so in love, he leans forward to press a sweet kiss to remus’ hairline, hearing the brown haired boy let out a pleased hum as he wraps his arms around james’ waist.
“love you.” remus murmurs into james’ old quidditch shirt and james pulls his pack slightly to lock their gazes again.
“love you more moons” he murmurs before they both make their way under the covers.
