Prompt 8 - Pepperup Potion
@wolfstarmicrofic March 8, word count 347
Sirius had been downing Pepperup potion like it was butterbeer. He felt terrible. His throat hurt, his nose kept running, he ached, and he couldn’t stop shivering.
Remus stood over him, looking worried. He lit the heater in the centre of the room, hoping it would warm Sirius up. He had already given him all the baskets he could find and some he’d transfigured. But Sirius still couldn’t get warm.
“Remus,” Sirius said through chattering teeth. “I’m so cold.”
“I know, but apart from setting your bed alight, I really don’t know what else to do.”
“You’re always so warm, though.” Sirius shook violently.
“Yeah, but that's a werewolf thing. It’s not a secret I can just give you.” He ran his hand through his hair as he tried to think of a way to help Sirius.
“Remus, will you just get in here with me and give me your warm.” Remus froze. He’d been very careful around Sirius since he’d realised he had a crush on him, and getting into bed with him would be disastrous.
“Sirius, no, don’t be silly.”
“Remus, please.” Sirius almost cried. “I need you.” He looked so pitiful all wrapped up in bed, looking so sad that Remus’s resolve melted away and with a deep breath, he climbed under the covers with Sirius.
Sirius greedily grabbed onto him, snuggling into his chest and sighed in relief.
“You’re really hot,” Remus said worriedly as he put a hand on Sirius’s forehead.
“Thanks, I was born this way.” Sirius snickered as he nuzzled his face further into Remus’s chest. Remus had to hold himself very still and stopped breathing for a second.
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it.” He scolded Sirius. But the other boy had already fallen asleep. His shivering was all but gone, apart from the odd shudder. Remus slowly stroked the sweaty hair off Sirius’s brow and leaned his head down to kiss the top of Sirius’s head, imagining what it would be like if Sirius could ever feel about him the way he felt about Sirius.









