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“I lost touch of who I am and who I was.”
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@littlxking
❛ well that does happen when you lose your memory, you dork.❜
sirius smirks, shaking his head. it’s one of the days when iris has alreadygone home but sirius chose to stay and talk to his brother a little more. slowly moving to lean against the wall next to his window, he folds hisarms on his chest, silver eyes locking on the other’s. as much of a pain in the ass regulus was, sirius could never not care about him. especially not now with how things were. iris helplessly in love with regulus who was,besides completely devoid of memories also engaged to someone else andwith walburga and orion trying to make him into someone as much as them as possible ( more so now that regulus’ head was almost empty ). of coursehe would sneak in and offer regulus reality. in small doses. maybe he will finally get his shit together and leave the damn place to be with the girl siriusknew he loved.
❛ that’s okay for now, though. you’re figure it all out. don’t stress over it. you have me. and you have iris. not so much your parents but they’re really not worth it. just take it easy. i’ll give you as much as i can, alrigh’? i promise. and hey --- you don’t have to be the person you were before. i know people want you to but you have a clean slate. you can be whoever you’d like to be now. ❜
“ i woke up from the same dream ”
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@littlxking
it wasn’t a good night. they both had better and they knew it and there wasonly one thing they could do at nights like these. there was only one thing they knew to do in times like this one. the little boy shifted on his bed, still not quite calm after waking up from his own dark dream. he could still feel drops of sweat on his skin all over his body, cold air making him shiver. there were still images of his nightmare flashing before his eyes. still, that was not a thing to worry about at that moment. his younger brother was there, looking just as scared and tired as sirius felt. so, taking a breath, the boy stretched his arm out for regulus.
❛ it’s okay, reg. you can sleep here with me tonight. ❜
he is barely holding it together. it’s the night before he finally gets to leave for hogwarts - and of course he is excited. but what will happen if -- no, whenregulus has another nightmare? who is going to be there for him? what about sirius? what if his new classmates find out about his nightmares? about what happens at the place they should be able to call their home? it’s their last night before a whole year apart and the only thing sirius can do is hug his brother andhope for the best in the morning.
@littlxking
“I am totally going to beat you out for seeker, just you watch.”
“You didn’t have to get me a gift- Oh. Another “#1 Asshole” mug.”
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@littlxking
❛ wait --- another? who the hell beat me to this? -- no, nevermind, don’t tell me. it doesn’t matter. you’re my favourite asshole, okay? i’ll get you a shirt to go with it or something. -- love you, ‘kay? ❜