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Aug. 5th, 2005 04:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
innerslytherinNot quite a drabble. ^_^
James lies on his bed, flipping idly through a Quidditch magazine. Peter has fallen asleep, sprawled on his back atop the blankets. Remus and Sirius...
He can hear their voices, just above a whisper, but not their words. They are both on Remus' bed, and though Remus is holding a book, it has fallen, neglected, to the counterpane. Sirius' head is very close to Remus', and his grey eyes are bright. James glances up at them from time to time, because they are beautiful, though Remus would never admit it.
There is a soft laugh, a muted thump, and James looks up to see Sirius' fingers brushing Remus' cheek. The smile in Remus' eyes is unreserved.
This, James thinks, is perfection.
James lies on his bed, flipping idly through a Quidditch magazine. Peter has fallen asleep, sprawled on his back atop the blankets. Remus and Sirius...
He can hear their voices, just above a whisper, but not their words. They are both on Remus' bed, and though Remus is holding a book, it has fallen, neglected, to the counterpane. Sirius' head is very close to Remus', and his grey eyes are bright. James glances up at them from time to time, because they are beautiful, though Remus would never admit it.
There is a soft laugh, a muted thump, and James looks up to see Sirius' fingers brushing Remus' cheek. The smile in Remus' eyes is unreserved.
This, James thinks, is perfection.
