A Morning After Cure

by Ghostofafruit

Summary:

James and Remus have a well developed routine for every morning after a full moon

Written for 12 days of Christmas, Day 3 - Hot Chocolate

Notes:

It's late, but it's here! This was sat in my notebook, written out on paper, over a week in advance, and I only just got around to typing it up and posting it so oops sorry guys
I am mildly dyslexic, so despite being able to catch some glaring errors between the on paper version and typing it up there's probably still errors ahead. You've been warned
Enjoy :)

If someone had told Remus when he was fifteen that James Potter liked him back, he'd have called them an idiot. In fact, he had on multiple time done just that. But if someone had told sixteen year old Remus that James really meant it when he said he wasn't going anywhere, he would have called them an idiot too. And if at seventeen someone had told Remus that James would continuously take care of him every time after a full moon, he still would have called them an idiot.

James had proved him wrong at every turn. He'd probably continue to prove him wrong too. They lived in the middle of nowhere, and James had set up wards to no one could get in on a full moon without express permission. Remus also couldn't get out, but James had been much more focused on the no one getting in part.

A soon as Remus transformed back into himself James would carefully move him back to their bedroom, to sleep and rest up after the hard night. Even as Remus napped James, who spent the night awake with Remus (just as he always had and always would), prepared pain potions and food for Remus when he woke again.

James would only let himself nap once he was sure everything was prepared. Even then he only slept lightly, and not in their bed for the sake of Remus's comfort after a full moon. At the first sign of Remus, James was awake and summoning the breakfast up the stairs.

"You with me love?" James asked as Remus pushed himself up in the bed. All he got in answer was a groan. James didn't even need to point to the potion on the bedside table, their routine well established and oh so familiar now. Remus chugged the awful tasting potion and smiled weakly at James.

The breakfast tray floated in and landed right in James's waiting hands. Ever the doting partner for Remus, he stepped up to the bedside and lowered the tray so Remus could easily reach everything on it.

"Hot chocolate?" Remus asked needlessly, grabbing the mug in both hands.

"Of course, your favourite one too," James said, settling the tray on the empty part of the bed.

"You're so good to me," Remus muttered. James sighed, and shook his head.

"Just taking care of you, the way you'd take care of me if things were different," James said. The conversation was old, a path well worn between them and in their often walked 'argument' their was never a winner. That was simply how it went for them, and neither would have it any other way.

"Movie?" Remus asked, James nodded and summoned their bedroom's tv remote to hand. With it the last full moon until Christmas, James also summoned Remus's favourite Christmas movie from downstairs.

This too was part of their post-full moon routine. A movie with breakfast, after the pain potion. Cuddling, relaxing, healing. James made it his mission to make Remus smile, and laugh, as much as he could. And Remus, he just sat back and tried to accept his life despite how different it had turned out from past expectations.

Notes:

Short and sweet, I hope you liked it as much as I did, if you did like it maybe consider leaving a kudos and a comment, all interactions are greatly appreciated :)