- Day 47 of 366 Days of Writing Challenge: Staircase
- The Emotion Challenge: Embarrassed
- Hogwarts Funfair/Hedge Maze - Right Turn: (dialogue) "Don't answer that!"
Pairings/Characters: Regulus, Sirius
Word Count: 413
Our Secrets
It was so clear that he was the only one for me. We both knew right away.
Sirius pushed past Regulus when they reached Grimmauld Place, barging into the house. Regulus rolled his eyes. He knew Sirius was embarrassed—and he had every right to be.
Regulus had been charted with the task of going to the Potters' house to retrieve Sirius—but Sirius hadn't been at Godric's Hollow. Regulus had suspected where Sirius had been, but of course he wasn't about to tell his mother.
James Potter had nodded with a smirk, when Regulus asked whether Sirius would be at the cottage. Just a short apparation later, he had entered the small Lupin household, and discovered his brother tangled in the bedsheets with his best friend.
Sirius had been mortified. He screamed bloody murder at Regulus for imposing on his private life, and threatened to tear off his most treasured bodily parts if he even dared to tell mother.
"Of course I'm not going to tell her!" Regulus yelled after Sirius as they entered Grimmauld Place. He knew that Walburga and Orion were out of the house, as they were spending the evening elsewhere. "I don't care who you're into, Sirius. It doesn't matter to me."
Sirius was halfway up the staircase when he whirled around, his long black hair slashing through the air. His eyes were menacing, and they narrowed on Regulus like cruel slits of black diamond. "You always tell Mother," he snapped. "You're a stupid little snitch. It doesn't matter anyway—I'm leaving."
"Sirius!" Regulus groaned, rushing up the stairs after his older brother. He entered Sirius's bedroom, to see him surrounded by various items of clothing which were soaring through the air. "I'm not going to tell Mother, especially not when I have secrets of my own!" he yelled, and Sirius froze. Slowly, he turned around, his face softening.
"You do?" he muttered, folding his arms.
Regulus nodded, feeling his face burning. "And they're not much different from yours, either."
"Who is it?" Sirius asked, an amused smirk playing on his lips. "Wait, don't answer that!" he decided, shaking his head. "I don't want to imagine whichever of your little mates is sleeping with my baby brother."
Regulus rolled his eyes, and held out his hand to Sirius. "I promise I'll keep your secret, and you can keep mine. Deal?"
Sirius pressed his lips together, seeming to think about the matter. Finally, he extended his hand and nodded. "Deal."
