A HariPo drabble
Note: The Harry Potter characters belong to J.K. Rowling, not me. Some fluff that—surprisingly—is not sickeningly sweet in the least bit. Read, review, and enjoy!
He knows he'll never understand him completely. James Potter doesn't have many a care in the world. He's smart enough. He's a Chaser. He's not a Slytherin—always a plus. He's got three best mates for life…and one who is his soul mate for eternity.
James watches Remus whenever the moon is close to full. He'll be stretched out on his bed, Remus sitting on the windowsill at the window right next to him. James always knows when Remus will do a half-turn to better face that heavenly body—after he's been at the window for ten minutes…happens every time—and James always makes a show of reading some book because he knows Remus is self-conscious of the others seeing him do this. But even if James couldn't see it on Remus' face, he could sense it in the way the werewolf's body tenses whenever he's lost in his dark thoughts. Remus is so predictable, but James doesn't mind.
In the beginning, Remus used to turn to James after half an hour and ask if James thought one day Remus might just become a monster and never turn back. Always James said no. Now, Remus just breaks his gaze and looks to James, who always shakes his head with a small smile and then returns to "reading" his book until Remus faces the moon once more.
James knows that such dark thoughts stem from such a bright beauty because Remus has always pondered such things, even before he pondered a love with James. So James will always shake his head with that small, reassuring grin, because it's more comfort than a hug, kiss, or touch would offer. It comes from James and shows he's paying attention, and that's all that matters to Remus.
Another sweet Jamus… :3 I just felt so strongly compelled to jot this one down, even if it was late at night and I should've been sleeping, *lol*…
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