Writer: Azure K Mello
Note: not "that conversation" yet!
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 5/?
Words: 234
Warnings: Angst.
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There were many things that Sirius Black envied of his best friend. One was the fact that James had never feared his family, had always been loved, always had his body respected. The boy had never known the fear that was cause by the monsters in the bedroom across the hall. No James' fears had been caused by the monsters under the bed. Sirius coveted these things but also reveled in them. His Jimmy was untainted by real things.
Something else Sirius envied was James' confidence. Sure Sirius could fake it, wear it like a coat to cover his true nature. But it really never fit, instead of confident he came off as cocky. Every morning Sirius woke with question. Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here? James knew the answers without asking: here, me, because.
This morning was no different than any other. He woke in a cold sweat from a dream that he had had far too many times and as he jerked awake he panicked. This was not his bed! He wasn't sure who's bed it was but it sure as hell wasn't his. Suddenly an arm tightened around his waist, "And here I thought you had stayed with me for my benefit, not your own." Said a laughing voice. Sirius turned to the speaker and knew things would be ok, that James would answer all his questions.
Note: not "that conversation" yet!
Title: A Bond Never Dies
Part: 5/?
Words: 234
Warnings: Angst.
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There were many things that Sirius Black envied of his best friend. One was the fact that James had never feared his family, had always been loved, always had his body respected. The boy had never known the fear that was cause by the monsters in the bedroom across the hall. No James' fears had been caused by the monsters under the bed. Sirius coveted these things but also reveled in them. His Jimmy was untainted by real things.
Something else Sirius envied was James' confidence. Sure Sirius could fake it, wear it like a coat to cover his true nature. But it really never fit, instead of confident he came off as cocky. Every morning Sirius woke with question. Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here? James knew the answers without asking: here, me, because.
This morning was no different than any other. He woke in a cold sweat from a dream that he had had far too many times and as he jerked awake he panicked. This was not his bed! He wasn't sure who's bed it was but it sure as hell wasn't his. Suddenly an arm tightened around his waist, "And here I thought you had stayed with me for my benefit, not your own." Said a laughing voice. Sirius turned to the speaker and knew things would be ok, that James would answer all his questions.