It's been a long time since I've done any stories on here. But, I figured - why not? I'm bored and my muse has recently been through the roof.
So here's a story that's going to have multiple chapters.
It's gay and incestuous, so it has a very questionable nature.
It's Sirius/Regulus. The first chapter is about them when they're young, so no, it's not slashy. I'm not a pedophile, sorry.
But it is pretty damn adorable.
There may or may not be lots of smut later in the story. ;) you'll just have to wait and see.

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time together is just never quite enough
when you and i are alone, i've never felt so at home
what will it take to make or break this hint of love?
we need time, only time
when we're apart whatever are you thinking of?
if this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?
so tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love?
all the time, all the time.
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Sirius huffed and crossed his arms, kicking the wall of his bedroom.

"Notfairnotfairnotfiar!" the words were hissed, under his breath, because if mother heard him she would yell at him more. He was right, though. It wasn't fair! He was ten years old, and it was not fair. He wanted to get that broomstick for Christmas, and Regulus had gotten it. REGULUS HAD GOTTEN THE BROOMSTICK HE WANTED AND IT WASN'T FAIR.

"I never get anything!" he complained, huffing as he returned to his bed. Mummy was so awful to him. She hadn't bought him anything but candy for Christmas. He'd asked for that broomstick, and Regulus had gotten it. It wasn't fair. He was old enough to fly a broomstick. He threw himself dramatically on his bed and sighed loudly. "It's not fair!" Regulus was only eight, and he was ten, and it wasn't fair, and he wanted that broomstick.

He growled when someone knocked on the door, glaring over in the general direction of the oak structure.

"What?" he snapped, immediately regretting it because it very well could have been his mother - or Narcissa or Bellatrix, or maybe Andromeda. If it was Narcissa or Bellatrix they would yell at him, as well, and Bellatrix would pinch his cheek and call him cute in that evil little voice she had, and he'd bite her again. He hated Bellatrix and Narciassa. But Andromeda was quiet and nice, and she read to him when he was younger. She was pretty, too. He didn't want to yell at her.

But no, the person that happened to come in was Regulus. Sirius pouted and looked away. He didn't hate Regulus at all, but he disliked him at that moment. Regulus had his toy broomstick, and he looked on the verge of tears. "Sirius, Sirius, Sirius!" he looked desperate. "D-don't be mad at me. P-please. I didn't ask mummy for it, and I'm sorry, and m-m-maybe if I give it to you can you give me some of your candy?"

Sirius stared at the boy, bewildered, before a tiny, lopsided smile fell across his face. He lurched across the bed and threw himself at his little brother, tackling him to the ground. He wrapped his arms around him, Regulus giggled, and Sirius chuckled in reply. The two hugged tightly, Regulus nuzzling his head in his brother's chest and Sirius hugging him tightly.

The toy broomstick lay where it had skittered across the floor, forgotten.