auction - sirius and reg cuddled when there were storms
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It was raining outside.
Except, it wasn't just raining. It was pouring and there was thunder and lightning, all very frightening. Regulus was quaking.
He was pretty that his parents were already asleep and he knew better than to wake them up for comfort. That meant Sirius was his only option for comfort. It was a good option, really; Sirius loved him. Taking his blanket off of his bed and wrapping it around himself, Regulus ventured out into the hallway and climbed the level of stairs to Sirius' room.
He knocked on the door, but there was no answer. Figuring that Sirius just didn't hear him over the storm, Regulus turned the knob anyway.
"I didn't answer because I'm sleeping," Sirius said as Regulus entered. He was sitting straight up in his bed, poring over a book. The lights were still on.
"I couldn't sleep," Regulus said, looking up at his brother. Sirius raised a single eyebrow.
"Okay," he said noncommittally.
"I don't like the storm."
Sirius looked up and his face softened as he looked at Regulus.
"Come here," he said with a sigh. Regulus hoisted up his blanket and walked over to Sirius, climbing up onto his bed. Sirius took him in his arm, and Regulus could feel the warmth radiating off of him.
"It's just a storm," Sirius said, patting Regulus on the back.
Regulus just leaned in.
…
There was a storm happening in the dining room.
He didn't know what set her off this time, but his mother's screams pierced him through the heart and shook his bones. Regulus cautiously took a step out of his bedroom, hoping his mother didn't hear him. Trying to be as quiet as possible, Regulus climbed the stairs until he reached Sirius' bedroom. He knocked softly and the response was just as quiet.
"Come in."
Regulus turned the knob slowly, still trying to not make more noise. His mother was already annoyed at something. He didn't want to have her turn on him.
"What's the matter, Reg?" Sirius asked, rolling his eyes when he saw that it was just Regulus at the door. He was sitting on his bed, reading a book.
"Does Mum ever–" Regulus started, hesitating. "Does Mum ever scare you?"
Sirius, whose face was hard and stony a moment ago, softens.
"Come here, Reg," he said, opening his arms. Regulus walked over, leaning into the hug thankfully. Sirius always seemed to give him the best hugs.
"She'll stop shouting soon, I promise," Sirius said, rubbing small circles into Regulus' back.
And, as Regulus squeezed Sirius, he believed him.