Sirius looked at 12 Gommauld Place with distaste as he climbed the stairs to his childhood bedroom. Dumbledore had said to stay here as this was a good place for him to hide and was the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.
Entering his room he flopped on his bed , casting a scourgify to clear the dust from the furniture. Bored, he started shifting through the contents in his drawer when a picture made him freeze. It was a picture of Reg on a broom, his chubby face smiling in delight. He was just five years old. A very adorable one too. Sirius could remember that day as though it was yesterday.
• 1966 •
"Siri! Come on! You pwomised you would teach me to ride on a bwoom!" Squealed Reg.
" Do you have your broom? "
"Yeah, I do !"
"Come on then." Prompted Siri. Grabbing his Comet 60 , the brothers faced out to the garden which was hidden from muggles. Sirius started instructing Reggie how to get the broom into his hand by saying up! Reg got it his first try.
"Now sit on your broom, feet on the ground and put your hands here like this." Sirius explained . He showed him how his hands were placed on the Comet.
"When I say go push yourself off the ground but not to hard cuz you're little and you could lose control."
"Like you did the first time?" Giggled Regulus.
" Oi! I did no such thing! I am the best qudditch player ever. "He ignored the muttered in your dreams from Regulus and said," Ok, three, two , one and Go! "
Reggie pushed up with his little feet and to his immense joy the broom went in the the air. Whooping he started to fly across the garden , dodging trees.
"Siri, look! I'm Doing it!" Screamed Reg not paying attention to where he was going.
"Watch out!"
Crash! He had just smacked straight into a tree, falling of his broom. He sat there for a second before bursting into tears. He heard Siri running over to him.
" Reggie! Are you ok? "
"M-my hands are b-bleeding. A-and my head hurts!" sobbed Reg.
"Shush. It's ok." He wrapped his hands with some bandages and kissed his head. " Better now? "
" Y-yeah. "
"Hey ,stop crying. Laugh!" yelled Siri before he started to tickle the little boy.
"Stop it Siri, stop it!" Squealed Reg , tears of laughter running down his face.
"Say King Sirius is the best" bargained Siri.
"Never!"
"Fine then." Continuing to tickle him.
" okay okay , King Sirius is the best. "
•1995•
Sirius smiled fondly at the memory. He'd loved his brother. He still did. He wished he had been there for his baby brother and not left him. He missed his little Reggie. It was his mother's fault Reg was dead. She had forced him into joining and Reg had always been to nice to ever say no.
"Sirius , are you here?" Asked Remus.
" Coming! " he yelled back.
I will be making a series of An Old Memory. This was part one. Look out for part two. I don't know how many there will be, depends on how my brain will work.