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I watched as Sirius entered the room. Blank face. Like we were taught to do as kids. “Sirius...”
“I’m fine Reg.” he forced a smile. Who did he think I was? Clearly not his brother, because I grew up with that smile trying to comfort me when things weren’t ok.
“No. You’re not.” I looked at him in sad look. “Come here.” I signalled for him to sit down by my side, well, the side where James wasn’t.
“Why were you with James anyways?” he said after sitting down.
“Oh, um…” I couldn’t say we were on a date dear brother, especially in a time like this, so I tried to find a better excuse. “We were hanging out. And I went to make a call when you called him and when I came back…he was crying and then he told me everything.”
Eventually Sirius fell asleep on my shoulder, just like James but on the opposite side. Shit. Does James know he’ll have to do an interview? It’s such a fucked-up time but the journalists will want it soon…and if there was one thing I had learned from journalists, is that they get they want. When will it be a good time to tell him? You know what? James is involved in this fucked-up royalty world or whatever, so he probably knows. I look at the only window in the room. The sky was pretty neat. And just as I was about to close my eyes, I saw a meteor. And after that, I don’t remember anything else.
The next thing I know, is that I wake up with the fresh sunlight from the sunrise right in my face. It’s annoying when you wake up like that. It really is. It’s like you’ve gone blind during your sleep. And now? Now it’s even worse. Because I can’t fucking move because I’ve got two people keeping me in my place. I try to get out of there without waking anyone up, but I was everything but successful. I noticed James shifting besides me. Shit.
“Regulus?” he says still trying to adjust his eyes to the sunlight.
“James…” I open my mouth to speak to try and comfort him, but he beat me to it. Except he wasn’t comforting anyone.
“You won’t believe this crazy dream I had!” He said laughing like anything happened. “We were talking to that- uh- what was her name? Ah! Emmeline! Yeah, we were talking to Emmeline and then she went sleep and I got a phone call, and it was Sirius telling me that my dad died in a shooting and my mom was in terrible condition and-”
“James!” I stopped him. I couldn’t take it anymore. The thought of him believing that it was a dream…It’s cringe to admit it but it almost made me cry. I stared at him in an apologetic expression trying to find the words to say it, but my face expression knew the words. And it was saying it to him right now. His face completely transformed. It wasn’t any longer the happy James that represented his emotions through an expression. The smile faded. His eyebrows furrowed. His eyes widened in the verge of tears. “I’m sorry…” he just looked at the ground taking it all in once again. “Sirius is here too.” I know that maybe it wasn’t the best time to say it, but it made James look up at me and then at Sirius who was on my side still sleeping. James quickly got up and hugged him waking him up.
“Ah!” Sirius screamed when he woke up all the sudden. But quickly realised the tears that were falling on his shoulder and hugged James. I just stayed in my place like the most stupid person ever, but I didn’t want to interfere on their moment. This might’ve been the only time that I felt jealous of James. This was the moment I wish I had when Sirius had left. Well, before he left. I wanted it. I wanted Sirius hugging me before leaving. Giving me a warning instead of the sticky note. I know that I’m probably being selfish. But isn’t everyone? I also happen to know that I’ll never have a moment like this with Sirius. Him hugging me, or me hugging him, or both hugging each other. The awkwardness between us will always be there. But, if there’s a third thing I know, is that we could try to make up for the times that we didn’t have each other when we needed the most. Maybe not fully make up, but close enough. We could try.
I stayed there looking at them for about 5 minutes when Sirius had finally started crying, but I realised that they were going to be there for quite some time, so I went to get breakfast for all three of us. And in my journey to the kitchen, I happened to bump into Emmeline. She was watching TV while eating a toast. I stayed behind her watching the BBC News which of course, were talking about the tragedy that had happened.
“As you may know a shooting happened in the London Coliseum at 21:53 yesterday. Many people have deceased and others were severely injured. 1.032 people weren’t hit or had any injure. Unfortunately, Fleamont Potter and Euphemia Potter were in the coliseum that night. Fleamont Potter died in the theatre and his wife is in critical condition. We are trying to get a hold of James Potter, but we don’t know where he, and Sirius Black, are. Our team is heading to the Buckingham Palace to speak to your royal highness, Regulus Black.”
“Fucking assholes.”
“JESUS! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!” Emmeline turned her head so that she was facing me.
“Sorry.”
“But yeah, I agreed with you.”
“Thanks, I guess.”
When I got back to the room Sirius and James where I put the breakfast in the floor beside them and sat on the couch. My elbows resting on my knees and my head facing down resting on my hands.
“What’s up?” Sirius asked. They had already calmed down.
“It’s um…” I looked at them. “The BBC news is heading here. To talk to me about this whole thing, and they were looking for you two. Well, especially James.”
“Isn’t that kind of…privacy invasion?” James asked. “You know interviewing you without your consent.”
“Nothing in this political world is privacy invasion. All they want is to have something to post about.” Sirius responded for me.