Art Heist, Baby

“With you it’s so easy. You make me smile and laugh and you make me do ridiculous things like pinky promise you things and I just feel warm and light whenever you’re around and so incredibly bright James, bright like the portrait you painted. I like who I am when I’m with you. And that’s love. I like your laugh and your kind eyes and the way that you see the good in everyone. And that’s love for me too. I love you, and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”

“I love you,” Regulus began with as much bravery as he could muster. “So incredibly much James Potter, that it terrifies me.”

“James and I will mediate,” Remus smiled, “or pull our money together to buy you two the best therapist in the world.”