Happy Halloween
“You nearly ready?” James called through Harry's door.
“Yep!” He called back. “Just putting shoes on.”
He emerged a couple seconds later.
He was wearing baggy ripped jeans over a white Spiderman suit that had gold and black details, as well as a red hoodie with “POTTER” on the back in yellow letters.
James was wearing his own similar costume- classic red Spiderman suit, black jeans and black hoodie.
Regulus walked out from his and James's bedroom and James nearly passed away.
Reg was, like Harry and James, wearing a Spiderman suit with jeans and a hoodie.
(It had taken some convincing and considerable effort on James and Harry's part to convince him to match with them, but it had worked eventually)
His suit was black with white detailing and his jeans were scattered with small patches and safety pins, topped with a silver wallet chain at his side. He was wearing one of James's hoodies and a ridiculous number of silver rings and a few simple chain necklaces.
He looked great and James thought that if his son wasn't just a few feet away he would have pushed Regulus right back into the bedroom, taken off that stupid suit and-
James’ thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. “Thats gonna be either Lily and Panda or Moony and Pads- sincerely doubt it's the latter as your brother is never on time for anything. Probably having a crisis about eyeliner or something.”
Regulus smirked and James walked past him, giving him a quick kiss as he headed towards the stairs.
“You alright?” Regulus turned back to Harry.
“Absolutely! I'm really excited. It'll be nice to see Luna again, I haven't seen her in a while.”
Regulus nodded. “And Pandora, of course. And there's a chance Remus will bring Teddy but I doubt it- it's a party and Ted's just a baby.”
Harry nodded and looked over the bannister to downstairs, where he saw his dad standing near the door, greeting Lily, Pandora and Luna.
“Hey Luna!”
He called from upstairs. She looked up and smiled.
“Hi Harry!”
She was dressed in a moth-themed costume with a dramatic fluffy headpiece and light brown wings.
Lily stood next to her, dressed in a long black dress that matched Pandora's striped suit as they came into the house dressed as Morticia and Gomez Addams.
Harry tumbled down the stairs, pulling Luna into a hug. She hugged back, beaming.
“Happy Halloween!”
Harry reflected her grin and echoed her words.
He saw Sirius and Remus walk in a little later (fashionably late, of course) dressed as Freddie Mercury and Bowie respectively- followed by Peter in a simple vampire costume, who closed the door behind him, camera in hand.
“Happy Halloween everyone!” James called out, followed by a chorus of responses saying the same thing.
James put his hand in his pocket to pull out his wand but realised he'd left it on the sofa- he ran into the living room and picked it up, turning back to the kitchen and smiling as he saw his best friends gathered round, chatting and laughing.
Another knock at the door startled him and he moved to open it but Regulus got there first.
He swung it open and let in Barty Crouch Jr and Evan Rosier, both dressed in equally terrifying (and weirdly attractive) costumes.
There was messy clown makeup smeared over Evans face, paired with a black suit and mostly unbuttoned black shirt.
Barty had some fairly detailed makeup of what appeared to be a skull paired with a black hoodie and jeans.
They grinned when they saw Regulus, walking into the house and hugging him quickly.
James re-entered the kitchen, greeting the new arrivals before pulling out his wand and waving it at the table, which became covered in dishes of all sorts - pumpkin cakes, apple pie, bowls of a vast variety of sweets, snacks and crisps, accompanied with bottles of alcohol and other drinks, cups stacked slightly precariously next to them.
“Now, if people are going to be drinking, please don't give any to my son-” James turned to Harry and looked at him pointedly, seeing him grumble slightly, “- and if you're going to throw up, either do it in the toilet or you're cleaning it yourself. Remus, I believe I put you in charge of the music?”
Remus mock-saluted. “Yessir.”
He strided over to the record player and put on some music, Halloween classics (and some Bowie) filling the air as the night progressed.
Harry, of course, at some point in the night, got his hands on some alcohol.
James suspected that he'd either grabbed it himself or it was Barty's doing, but honestly he'd expected it.
He couldn't exactly be annoyed, he'd been getting drunk at Gryffindor parties since he was younger than Harry, and he trusted that Harry would be able to be sensible and mature enough to deal with his inevitable hangover.
He just smiled and kept talking to Lily, seeing Harry and Luna sitting in a corner, cups in hand as they threw their heads back in laughter.
He saw Pete with his camera, taking pictures of the evening, memories to look back on in years to come.
He saw Pandora and Regulus deep in conversation about something seemingly important as Barty and Evan ate approximately half of the snacks and cast simple spells that did things such as flinging a cupboard door open as if it was haunted, or sending a chill through someone's spine. Childish pranks that seemed to give them immense joy. No one seemed particularly bothered though and often laughed when they jumped at something silly.
He saw Moony and Padfoot get progressively more drunk, and progressively more touchy, Padfoot permanently clinging to Moony, using him as a support as he stumbled drunkenly.
When James strolled outside for some fresh air and saw the two making out against a wall he coughed loudly, and they leaped apart, looking at him sheepishly.
“Guys, if you're going to fuck, at least do it in the guest bedroom as opposed to the back garden.”
He saw Remus blush and Sirius smirk.
Padfoot grabbed Moony's hand and dragged him inside, their cheeks both flushed red.
James smiled at his two drunk friends' antics as he sat on one of the benches, breathing in the cool air as the party throbbed behind him.
He looked at the sky - the night was clear and he could see the stars easily.
He glanced around for the Sirius star, and then Regulus before the man himself appeared in front of James.
“Hi.” James smiled softly as Regulus sat next to him.
“Hi darling.”
Darling.
James’ alcohol addled brain began spinning and he felt his heart skip.
Gods, he loved this man so fucking much.
“You look gorgeous tonight.” James said, placing his hand on Regulus’ jaw and cupping his face.
“So do you love.” Regulus smiled.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to James, who smiled into the kiss, moving his hands to Regulus' hair as their bodies pressed together.
Regulus tasted like sugar and wine, a taste that filled James’ brain that he was sure he'd remember forever.
He climbed onto Regulus’ lap, his legs wrapped round Regulus’ lower back.
Their kissing continued, slower and deeper, soft whispers and noises passing between them as their hands explored- hair and backs and covered chests.
James moved his hips slowly against Regulus’, the alcohol he had drunk mingling with the alcohol on Reg's lips and the adrenaline of the moment, fogging his brain beautifully. He heard Regulus groan softly and tangle his hands in James's hair as their mouths exchanged unspoken words.
“James-” Regulus mumbled.
“Hm?” James said, placing soft kisses down Regulus’ jaw and neck.
“We should probably go back inside.”
James tried to protest but Regulus stopped him with a chaste kiss.
“Later. I promise.”
James nodded and detangled himself from Regulus before they both headed back inside.
The party continued, and at some point Moony and Padfoot returned, their hair messy, makeup smudged, and clothes slightly askew.
Sirius looked smug and Remus looked proud, their arms round each other as they joined the party again.
James at some point realised he couldn't see Harry, and he glanced around before his eyes landed on the closed living room door.
He walked over cautiously and opened it.
There was a shitty horror film playing quietly on the TV, a small pile of snack packets and crumbs on the table beside the sofa.
In the centre of the sofa was Luna and Harry, both of them fast asleep with Harry leaning on Luna's shoulder.
They had somehow found all the blankets in the house and were buried under a pile of them.
James smiled and closed the door again.
After everyone had left in the early hours of the morning, he surveyed the disaster left behind.
There were cups and bottles and crisp packets and crumbs and litter everywhere.
He sighed, turning to see Harry and Luna emerging from the living room, both looking just as exhausted as each other.
(They'd agreed earlier that evening that Luna could stay over, which made both Luna and Harry very happy.)
“Luna, there's a spare bed set up in Harry's room, your toothbrush and pyjamas are there as well.”
It wasn't the first time Luna had stayed over and she had her own of most things in the house.
Toiletries and a change of clothes, pyjamas and a mug in the cupboard that only she used.
The two nodded and dragged themselves upstairs, carrying blankets that looked like they weighed a tonne by the way the two 16-year-olds hauled them up each step.
Regulus came and wrapped his arm round James' waist, planting a soft kiss to the side of his face.
“We can deal with this later, okay?”
James nodded and they walked upstairs, hands intertwined as the content and warmth of the evening set in.