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Jimmy Stewart in one of my favorite movies, Harvey
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The Art of Brewing
@jilymicrofics using the February prompts Love and Embrace. On Ao3 (Love Potions are involved)
James Potter had always thought of himself as a pretty lucky bloke, but as he tried to keep Lily Evans, the love of his life, away from him he realized all the luck he’d been blessed with since birth was probably starting to run out.
“Jamse- Jimsy-” Lily said before dissolving in a fit of giggles and leaning heavily on him. It was torture because even dosed on one experimental potion she’d brewed for who knew what reason she was still adorable.
“Yes, Evans?”
“I drank a love potion.” She whispered, her eyes wide and earnest and James felt awful.
“Yeah, I figured.” He looked around as he tried to keep her from embracing him. “Do you think you could go up to your dormitory?”
“But I love you.”
“Errr, that’s great.”
“The way you touch your hair really turns me on.” James chocked at that. He was never, ever going to be able to get that out of his head and he froze when she gently run her fingers through his curls, biting her lip. Lily Evans was going to be the death of him. That wasn’t a completely unfamiliar thought, but he’d assumed she would end him with a quick hex, not by looking both innocent and hauntingly sexy. He ducked as she leaned towards him and sighed with relief as he heard someone coming down from the girls’ staircase.
“There you are, Lily!” Mary exclaimed, frowning as she took in the scene.
“Please, take her.” James said with a hint of desperation and gently pushed Lily towards Mary.
“Mary, I need you to know you are my best friends in the entire world.”
“Oh, thank you, Lily.” Mary said, looking as if she was trying not to laugh. “Goodnight, James.”
James waved weakly at them, Lily’s sweet smile as she looked back at him making him feel weak in the knees.
“What’s wrong with you?” Sirius asked as they got ready for bed and James realized he’d been trying to get his leg through a sleeve of his shirt.
“Evans drank a love potion.”
“Really?”
“Oi! That’s not funny! She wasn’t herself, she was all-” Sirius raised his eyebrows and James sighed and dropped heavily on his bed. “She told me she loved me, alright? Stop laughing, Padfoot!”
“I’m sorry.” Sirius said, shaking his head. “This is amazing.”
“Oh, I’m happy you find my pain amusing!”
“What is going on?” Remus said, walking into the dorm with Peter right behind him.
“Prongs thinks Evans took a love potion.”
“I don’t think it, I know it.” James said stubbornly and Remus looked briefly at the two of them, his eyebrows knitted in confusion.
“Lily didn’t drink a love potion. The girls slipped her a bit of a batch of Veritaserum she had brewed, but it’s too strong, she can’t stop herself from telling the truth, even if no one asks her anything.”
“WHAT?!”
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