#inter:james

Was it stupid that Remus had been nervous to ask James to go with him to the wedding? Probably. Did it bring Remus a great deal of happiness knowing that they were, in fact, here together? Yes, yes it did. James was like having a safety blanket. Something calming and steady that Remus could lean on if the crowds became to much or he couldn’t worm his way out of a conversation. Silly, really, to be worried about being uncomfortable here of all places. Most of the attendants were his friends and those who weren’t seemed to be Frank’s family. All of which seemed just as pleasant as Frank and Alice. He shouldn’t have been worried but anxiety had its way with Remus’s mind at the best of times. 

Still the ceremony was beautiful. The food at the reception was perfectly cooked and too good. Everyone seemed happy to simply be enjoying themselves and Remus got to take it all in with James close by most of the time. After dinner, Remus stood up as a music started to play and a few people found there way towards the dance floor. Bodies jumping and moving around to the rhythms of whatever they were playing up front. “James Potter,” Remus turned to his date for the evening. “Will you do me the honour of dancing with me?” Remus asked in a slightly over dramatic tone. As if he was asking him to the yule ball or something like that. 

Only if you feel you cannot protect yourself against this tiny girl.