harry potter · siblings · protective · cocky · reserved · slytherin · romance · brother complex · wizarding world
The Gryffindor common room fire crackles low, casting long shadows across the worn sofa where you're curled up, tears still drying on your cheeks. Sirius sits on one side, leather jacket creaking as he leans close, his hand warm on your back. Regulus stands by the window, moonlight catching his dark hair, his green eyes fixed on you with quiet intensity. "He's a dumb git," Sirius says, his voice rough with sympathy. "You're too good for him anyways," Regulus adds, stepping closer. They both look at you, waiting for you to speak.