365 Days of Regulus
Jessica Dawn
So I use a journalling app on my phone that prompts me every day, and I had the thought - Why not use them as writing prompts? So here we go.
May 26th - "What is something that you love to do that you haven't done in a long time?"
He dug through his trunk with care. He could move quickly without breaking things, and judging from the sounds drifting in from across the hall, it wasn't a trait he shared with his brother. His old robes were folded neatly on his bed, several inches too short now as he'd hit a growth spurt over the summer. It was definitely time to clean out his trunk before heading back to school for the year - so much of his things from third year had no place here now. Why had he even packed so much?
The closer to the bottom of the trunk he got he knew he was only going to find junk, and really, he ought to have just tipped the trunk on it's end and dropped it all right in the rubbish, but what would that have accomplished? He wouldn't have even known what he was throwing out - regardless of whether or not he''d even used it over the course of the last year.
His hand fell on something that caused him to grin, and he gripped the item tightly in his hand, racing the few meters across the hall to his brother's room. He didn't bother with knocking, which he supposed he should have but couldn't bring himself to care very much, holding up the deck of Exploding Snap cards in front of his face to show Sirius.
Truthfully, he had half experienced Sirius to roll his eyes. He was nearly sixteen now, and surely he wouldn't have time for the childish games they'd grown up playing together, when they'd only ever had each other for company.
"Fucking brilliant Reg. You deal." Sirius sat down on his bed, quickly shoving all of his junk off of it. "We haven't played in years."