Healed My Heart

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Info - abusive parents, manslaughter of child, dead brother, depression, nightmares, living with grandmother, parents in jail, angst and comfort

"No, no!" I screamed. My mother held me back as my father's fists wailed on my brother.

"Adonis!" I sobbed.

"Don't say his name!" Roared my father.

"Please hit me instead, he's had too much!" I wept.

"You'll have your time!"

"He's not breathing," my mother said in a ghost of a voice.

"What?" My father asked in horror, not for his son, but for himself. My mother's hands dropped. I scrambled over to Adonis. I held his battered face.

"Adonis no, no please. You're my best friend you can't leave. Please," I begged, trying to resuscitate him. I placed my head on his chest and I heard no beating. I let out a screech of wild pain.

"Ah, ha!" I woke up with a pounded pulse. I held a hand against my chest. Tears were already in my eyes. I missed him. It had been a year since my parents had been sent to Azkaban and I'd moved in with my stoic and emotion burying grandmother.

I didn't have many friends at Hogwarts. I was cold and closed off. There was only one thing to do after a nightmare like that. I needed the astronomy tower. I didn't know if I believed in an afterlife, but I felt closest to Adonis when I was under the stars.

I crept through the castle. I made my way up to the tower. Unfortunately, someone was there, Regulus Black was shadowed by the night sky. He saw me before I could back up.

"No, no, don't go away. You can come sit here," he beckoned me over. I sighed and walked to him slowly. I sat down next to Regulus. We were quiet. Suddenly a sob overwhelmed me. I couldn't stop the tears. I hadn't been shown kindness like this is so long and wasn't that just pathetic? Wasn't it so sad that someone allowing me to sit with them was the most kindness I'd received in a year.

"You poor thing," Regulus said and pulled me to him. My usual cold and sharp outer layer was chipped away every time his hand rubbed my back.

"Thank you," was all I could choke out.

Having Regulus around was healing and I was very thankful for him. He and I could really talk deeply with him. He was soon the person I cared about most in life.

"Y/n," Regulus said one night as I leaned against him and he played with my hair. We were close like this.

"Yeah Reg," I said.

"I've felt drawn to you ever since I saw you in our first year. I wanted so badly to comfort you so many times and I was so happy I could that one night and all the nights after. But my darling, I have also been in love with you since our first year, and I must ask you now if you feel you could ever feel the same?" He said. I got off him and turned so I could see his face. Desperation was written on every feature of his.

"Regulus Black, you are the most important person in my life. You healed my heart and I am more thankful to you than I am to anyone. I do not not need to wonder if I could grow to love you, I already do."

"Really?" He asked, and tears fell from his lovely grey eyes.

"Yes, you are my heart," I said honestly. He pulled me to him and kissed me softly. I melted into him, and put my hands on his waist as he held my face.

"I love you Regulus," I sighed.

"I love you more than I can say."

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