Reggo My Eggo

Chapter 12

It was finally Christmas morning and I woke up to fists banging on my door.

"Regs, wake up, it's Christmas!" Sirius yelled. "Wake up Black!" Called James' voice in the background.

"Are you awake?" Sirius called in.
"No," I groaned. Then, they both through the door open, entering my room. "You don't sound asleep," Said Sirius. I decided to ignore them and instead pulled the pillow over my face.

"Hate to break it to you Black, but we can't understand you," He yanked at the pillow that I was hiding my face in. "When your face is in a pillow," He finished.

"I said," I lifted my face from the pillow, "how could I be asleep with all the yelling you two are doing!" I exclaimed before shoving my face back into the pillow. 

"Black, it's Christmas, you're supposed to wake up early," Said James.

"Christmas is a stupid holiday," I groaned. "Get up Regs!" Whined Sirius. "No thanks," I replied.

"Oh come on Black, it's Christmas, let's have breakfast and open presents!" James exclaimed, impatiently. "You two can, now leave," I said sternly.

"Not a chance, we're not leaving until you get up!" Said my older brother. I ignored him. "Regs," Sirius said poking me. "Regs," he said, again poking me. "REGS!" He shouted.

Someone tried taking the pillow from my grip, I assumed it was Potter because Sirius was back to poking me.

"Do either of you know what privacy is!?" I snapped at them. 

"Get up!" Exclaimed Sirius. 

"Get out," I said, rolling my eyes. 

"Why won't you get up!" Cried Sirius.
"Why won't you leave me alone?"

"Baby Black, what's wrong?" James asked, calmly.

 "It's you two, you two are the problem, now get out!" I said. 

"Is this because of our prank yesterday?" Sirius asked, confused.

"You guys can't just test your pranks on me, I'm not your test subject!" I snapped. 

"Regs, we didn't think you'd be mad," Sirius said with pain written on his face.

"Maybe you should think before trapping me into a small bubble without my permission!" I cried.
"We-" I cut him off.

"Just stop! I don't have the energy to fight!" I cried.

"Reggie, I'm really sorry, you're my brother, I would never purposely try and hurt you," Sirius said, pain flooding his voice. 

"You knew I hate small spaces," I whispered quietly. 

"I know and I wasn't thinking, I am so, so sorry Regs!" Cried Sirius. 

I looked up at James, than towards the door. "Right, uh, I'll give you two space, right, uh, sorry..." James awkwardly... and cutely trailed off. 'Did I just think that?' I whispered to myself once he had left the room. 

"Uh... thought what exactly?" Asked a confused Sirius. Shit, right, I said that out loud! I scolded myself. 

"Oh, uh, nothing you need to worry about, I was just uh, thinking about... right so lets talk," I said, trying to change the subject. "I believe we were, but anyways, I'm very sorry for everything Regs," He apologized. 

"I know you are," I said, quietly. "but more and more things keep happening and I-I don't know what to say," I replied, tears now streaming down my face. I pulled my legs up to my chest. 

"Can you please just give me one more shot, I swear, one more mistake and I'm gone, but I can't handle to see you made at me, I can't handle to know that I'm the reason you're crying!" Sirius pleaded, tears streaming down his face now, as well. 

"Shut up, I'm not crying, you are." I chocked out a small laugh. 

"I don't cry!" He exclaimed, wiping his own tears away.

"You so do!" I laughed, wiping my own tears away now too. 

"Yeah, whatever. So... is that a yes one the second chance thing?" He asked, hopefully. 

"I hate to admit it, but you could try an d kill me and I'd still forgive you," I said, rolling my eyes. 

"Noted," He replied. We sat in quiet for a few seconds before I launched myself into his arms. 

It was a very 'manly' hug though... 

Don't judge, sometimes men need a shoulder to cry on as well... not that I'm ever going to admit to crying.

We were brought out of the moment by a voice at the door. "I get it you guys are having a touchy feely moment but are you almost done, I'm hungry!" Whined James from the doorway. 

I leaped away from my brother and wiped my teary face off with my sleeves. "Fine, gosh, you're an impatient child!" I laughed, jumping out of bed. Sirius smiled.

We went downstairs in our pajamas, going to sit down at the dining room table, which was pilled with an assortment of foods, including waffles and fruit. 

"Merry Christmas Sirius, Regulus. How'd you two sleep?" Euphemia Potter asked, most likely having already asked James the very same question when he had came downstairs while Siri and I talked."

" 'Slept well," Sirius said, stuffing his face with waffles, drowning in maple syrup. I rolled my eyes at him. 

"I slept pretty well until those two," I nudged my hear in their direction. "Woke me up by shouting," I explained. 

"James, Sirius, let the pour boy sleep, you all need your sleep!" She scolded. Throughout my stay here, I've gotten used to her motherly protectiveness and have learned to enjoy it 'cause of the lack of mother figure growing up. 

"But it's Christmas!" James whined. 

"That's no excuse, he is a growing boy, let him get his rest," I tried my best to keep in a snort as she continued to tell off her son. 

After breakfast, we had gone into another room where there was a large Christmas tree, decorated with garland, lights as well as silver and white ornaments. 

Underneath the large, green tree was a pile of presents. I was shocked. At Black manor, we had never decorated for Christmas, we never even got a tree! As for presents, each of us would get around two-three presents each, usually being a simple present such as an educational book, a new tie and suit (for the purposes of all the balls our parents would drag us to.)

//A/n: Sorry for the slow updating! (I couldn't handle Regulus hating Sirius)//