Holmes - Song prompt about broken heart and stuff

Moresome - (word) Belong

Hogwarts - Assignment 11 - Arts and Crafts - Task 2: Write about someone putting the pieces of something back together (figuratively or literally)

Film Festival - (word) problem

Writing Club - Character appreciation - (trait) loyal

Disney - Write about someone finding their place in the world

Emy's Emporium - Write about a romantic triad

1000 - Character - James Potter

A New Day

James and Remus tell Sirius that he's loved, and try to fix his broken heart.

It was a large box. Larger than Sirius expected when he gathered all of Lucius' things together. But it was time to move on and put Lucius behind him. After all, how could he move forward if he still had everything? The toiletries that Lucius had left - his hairbrush, toothbrush, expensive face cream. The picture in the frame that Sirius kept by his bedside. The expensive shirt that Lucius had bought him for Christmas. Sirius hadn't really liked it but Lucius had, so he had worn it anyway.

All of the items made him struggle. When Lucius had announced his engagement to Sirius' cousin in the newspaper without even bothering to tell Sirius… well, that was the most painful thing to ever happen. Sirius had opened his heart to someone and it had been thrown away like it was worthless. Lucius didn't even care enough to end things. He didn't answer when Sirius demanded to know how long Lucius and Narcissa had been together.

He was devastated. But here he was, two months later, the day of the wedding, Lucius' stuff in a box ready to get rid of forever.

But still he hesitated. He had closed his heart to love, yet somewhere deep down, he didn't want to get rid of the reminders that he had been open to loving someone, once.

He listened to the rhythmic and soothing sounds of the clock ticking away. The day wasn't one to celebrate by listening to music he enjoyed, nor was it one to have the television on as a distraction. His phone rang from the next room where it sat on his bedside table, plugged into the charger.

He stared at the box and willed for the day to be over.

...oOo...

He barely glanced towards the door at the sound of the key turning in it. There were very few people who had keys. James and Remus had the spare keys to his flat because he had a habit of leaving his indoors before leaving his house.

"Sirius! We've been trying to get a hold of you all day," James said, walking over to him quickly. Remus took a moment to close the front door and Sirius heard a soft click. He almost smiled, knowing that Remus was trying to be quiet as to not disturb him - Remus was sweet like that.

He continued to watch the box. The reminder that someone had destroyed his heart.

James dropped down next to him, eyes roaming over his face in concern. "Talk to me."

Remus however noticed where Sirius' gaze lay. He went to the box on the coffee table. "May I?"

Sirius' shoulders barely moved but Remus opened the box, glancing inside. "Ah."

"You've finally done it?" James asked, glancing at the open box before Remus dropped the lid down once more, lifting it off the table and temporarily out of sight. Sirius stared at the space it had been in.

"Yeah. Fitting it was today," Sirius mumbled tiredly.

"Why fitting?" James pushed, as Remus came to sit on the other side of the sofa.

"Wedding."

He could hear a hitch in both of their breaths. He had led the pair to believe that the engagement was long because he knew they'd be more protective than usual if they knew it was happening so quickly. Rumour had it that Narcissa was pregnant and they wanted to have the wedding before the baby was born.

A rumour that turned out to be true, based on the text message Regulus had sent him early that morning. The text message that prompted the box to be filled.

"She was pregnant. That's why."

"He left you because he got Narcissa pregnant?" James asked.

Sirius snorted, shaking his head. The long strands of hair that had escaped from his ponytail fell in his face, but he didn't care. "They were always going to get married - even if he didn't get her pregnant. He chose her." He couldn't even bring himself to attempt to put feeling into his words. He could hear how hollow his voice sounded.

"Do you miss him?" Remus asked, reaching out and clasping Sirius' hand.

"No. I just miss someone loving…" he trailed off, trying to harden himself. "I'm better off alone."

"You're not alone," James insisted.

"And you are loved," Remus added, glancing across Sirius, to James.

"But I'll never have what you guys have. I should just give up," Sirius pointed out.

"Are you sure you don't miss him," James pushed. "Because even though he broke your heart… when you love someone, you… it's hard to stop sometimes."

"Maybe I didn't love him as much as I thought, because this isn't about missing him. If it was, I'd have been watching my phone in case he called, or answering the door to whoever was knocking just before lunch - an hour before the wedding. No, it's about knowing that I'm unloveable and that I should stop trying and stop getting my hopes up."

"Sirius, you may be a lot of things, which I'm sure I've called you over the years, but you are far from unloveable," Remus snapped, an edge to his tone that Sirius had experience with. That edge was the 'don't you dare argue with me, or you'll wake up with grey hair for a month' voice that Remus rarely used.

"What Moons said," James echoed softly. "It's after midnight. We called you before we left Wales earlier and because you didn't answer, we came here. It's almost 1am. I expected you to be asleep, I know you like going to bed early so you can wake up early. Benefits of living in the same dorm for seven years."

"Sirius, you're the most lovable person I know," Remus told him, his voice softening into a plea now, desperate for Sirius to believe the words, but Sirius shook his head.

"We love you," James blurted out.

There was a silence and Sirius lifted his gaze from the table, wondering what James meant. After all, James and Remus had both told him that they love him in the past, but they never said that they 'love' him.

The tone, the urgency in James voice, and the looks on their faces as they watched him, waiting for a reaction, told him that the type of love had changed. Or perhaps he was wrong on that?

"What do you mean?" He turned to Remus, knowing Remus would be more to the point, where James would awkwardly stumble over his words, because James Potter was a mess when it came to confessions.

"He's telling the truth. I've loved you since school as has James. You never showed an interest in either of us though. We knew how the other felt about you and somewhere along the line, me and James fell in love."

"You… you felt that way?" Sirius turned his head back to James, hoping for confirmation.

James nodded.

Sirius felt sick. He hadn't ever realised. They had hidden it too well and somehow he had missed out on a chance to be with either of the most perfect men he had ever met.

Though at the same time, he was glad. If he had been with James, Remus would have been alone. If he had been with Remus, James would have been alone. He wouldn't want either of them to feel like he was feeling.

Some of the words escaped his lips as he tried to explain this to his friends, but his thoughts were jumbled and he was sure his words were too.

"If we knew you loved us too, this would have happened a lot sooner," Remus continued. "We… I love James so much. My future is with James. When I marry, I hope it'll be James I'm married to. But… but there's always been this deal between us. That if you ever… that we wouldn't leave you behind. That you'd always… Sirius, would you like to come to ours tonight?"

"Not just for sex," James blurted out.

"James!" Remus hissed, glaring at his boyfriend. "Sirius, date us. Me and James."

Sirius began to shake his head. It was too much to consider.

"I'm not taking no for an answer. You just said that you love us both, so what's the problem?"

"What if I ruin things?" Sirius asked, softly. "Then we won't even have friendship and I'll be completely alone."

James grinned. "You take a chance. You believe that the three of us can get over any obstacle that we're faced with."

Sirius' gaze darted between the pair. "Is this really happening? Are you guys asking me to… to be with you both? To date you both?"

"Well, sometimes it feels like we're all dating, except you go to a different bed at night," James pointed out. "So, how about it? Want to change that? Fall asleep in ours every night?"

Sirius could barely believe James' words as he nodded. "Please," he whispered. "More than anything. But… But what if…" his eyes moved back to where the box was. What if they broke his heart too?

"We would never hurt you," Remus assured him softly. "You know I'd rather suffer than cause you any pain."

Sirius didn't doubt his words.

...oOo...

The trio stood in the garden of Remus and James' flat, watching the flames burn through the box quickly. It wasn't as dramatic or big as Sirius had imagined, but it brought about a certain satisfaction seeing everything that was Lucius reduced to ash and scorched metal.

James and Remus didn't say a word until Sirius put his wand away again and turned his back on the box as the flames faded away.

"The offer to fall asleep at ours every night starts now," Remus said, breaking the silence and offering his hand.

Sirius could only smile as he took it. James' arm slipped around his shoulders and the trio headed inside.

It felt surreal, feeling James' and Remus' fingers as the pair removed his clothes before undressing each other. He was pulled over to the bed and before he knew it, the pair were either side of him, both holding him tightly.

He felt drained from the events of the days, exhausted, and as he let himself drift of the sleep, he couldn't help but smile. He had never felt so loved in all of his life.