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Ello, so this is the last chapter of the first story in the series. As I mentioned before, after this, I will be focusing on some one-shots (some may be Wolfstar/HP or a different fandom like Merlin and James Bond). As for when the next installment of this series will be, well I'm not too sure but the next one should be in a couple of months. Uh, I don't have much to say here other than, I'm so glad you all enjoyed this story so much and I'm sorry I couldn't provide you with the art I promised but my laptop isn't the best and may or may have not corrupted the files lmao. If I ever re-draw them or recover them I'll add a chapter on here with the artworks.
Anywho, enjoy this last chapter, and thank you!
Hours later, found him sitting up against his bed’s headboard with Sirius curled up in his lap. Carding his hand through the others’ hair he scratched and stroked softly, lulling the other into a deeper sleep.
As the other slept, he couldn’t help but let anger fester and grow in him. He stared down at the raven-haired teen, unable to tear his gaze off the scar marring his face.
Dragon’s fire continued to fill him, it crept up, blinding him with red fury. He hadn’t realized his eyes began to turn deep amber and a growl escaped his lips. A hand found his way to his shoulder and he snapped his head up, ready to maul whoever came near.
Only to meet familiar doe-like eyes and feel himself relax slightly.
“Sorry.”
James smiled. “It’s alright.” His voice was soft, barely audible to avoid waking the two Black brothers. Looking over at James’s bed, he was met with the sweet sight of Regulus curled up under the covers, clutching an old dog plush tightly.
His friend followed his gaze and the others’ eyes softened. “He’s finally asleep. Poor kid, you don’t know how hard it was to convince him to sleep away from his brother.”
“I’m not surprised after what we’ve learned today.” The anger was unmistakable in his voice.
“Yeah.” To his surprise, James seemed calmer, looking out the window with a thoughtful look on his face.
“How are you so calm??” Without tearing his gaze away, he responded.
“Oh trust me, I’m bloody livid right now.” The Gryffindor snorted. “But there isn’t much that can be done, is there?”
“You can’t be serious!” James turned towards him slowly, looking as if he expected this reaction from him. “James, we can’t just leave them with those, those monsters!” Sirius shuffled in his sleep a little and Remus winced. Lowering his voice, he continued. “You can’t tell me that THE James Potter doesn’t have some ingenious plan.”
James chuckled a little, but it seemed forced and came out bitter. “Trust me, if I could I would do something but . . . “
“But what?”
“Even if we weren’t sworn to secrecy by Regulus, he has a point. The Black household is extremely powerful to a dangerous degree.” Biting his lip, James looked him in the eye. “I-I don’t know what to do.”
Remus stared at him before deflating. “So that’s it then? We just leave them with those monsters???”
“Hey,” James smiled softly. “I’m not saying forever, but for now just leave it to me to come up with a plan.” The others gaze trailed to Sirius. “For now, we’ve just got to be there for him, for both of them actually.”
Something undetectable to Remus flashed across James’ eyes but it was gone in a second. Before he could question it, the other stood with a smile.
“Get some sleep Rem.” And with that, he walked over to Peter’s bed.
“Is Pete really going to stay in the Common Room again?”
“Seems like it.”
Ignoring the pang of anger he felt towards his friend, Remus slipped into a lying position under the cover. Sirius let out a little whimper at being jostled and Remus felt sadness creep in.
“Shh, I’m sorry love. It’s alright.” Shuffling Sirius gently, he got them in a comfortable position before pulling the other closer. Pressing a kiss into the other's hair, he felt Sirius wake a little.
Sirius nuzzled his head on Remus’ chest. “Re?”
Remus clutched Sirius closer. “Hey Siri”
“Mm, where are we?”
“Gryffindor dormitories.”
He felt the other tense. “M’sorry Rem, I didn’t mean to intrude.” Tears pricked against his eyes. As soon as the other tried to sit up, he pulled him closer.
“Don’t you dare get up,” He growled out, burying his face in the other's hair and scent. Sirius tensed further.
“You know.” It wasn’t a question, instead a statement.
“Yes,” He breathed out, not bothering to ask how the other figured it out.
“Who told you?”
“Your brother but Siri that’s beside the point.” Pulling back he lifted the other's chin up gently. “I know you’ve been doing this on your own for so long but please let me help.” Sirius nodded, clearly thinking that was enough. Remus continued to stare at him and soon the damn broke.
As the tears began to pour, Sirius’s eyes widened. The Slytherin weakly lifted his arm (his broken arm) up, while trying to shift into a sitting position to comfort the other.
“Don’t even think about it.” He said through tears as he stopped Sirius from moving. Nuzzling into the other's hair, he remained that way until he managed to calm down.
“I need you to promise.” His voice broke a little but he continued. “Promise me that you’ll let me help you.” Holding his breath, Remus waited for a response. He felt Sirius remain tense before he finally relaxed and nodded against his chest.
“I promise.”
“Good, now sleep.” Before the other could protest, he began once more running his fingers through the other's hair, scratching gently as he lulled him to sleep.
“Not fair.” Was the mumbled response. Just before the other fell unconscious, his sleep-filled voice mumbled through the blanket. “Love you.”
Smiling, Remus kissed the other's forehead. “Love you too.”
Soon, as Remus drifted into dreamland, he mumbled out. “I’ll get you out of there Siri, you and Reg. I swear if it’s the last thing I do, I’ll save you from those monsters.”
And he meant every word.