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Twenty-Nine

"Sirius...?" You tiptoed to the side of his bed and tapped his shoulder. He groaned and shifted.
"Sirius?"
He stirred and blinked sleepily up at you.
"(Y/N)?" He asked groggily.
You smiled and blushed.
"Yeah."
"What's up? Bad dream?" He propped himself up on his pillow.
"Well... not really."
"What happened?" His brows creased in concern.
"I felt lonely," you confided, embarrassed.
He smiled sympathetically, then moved over, patting the extra space.
You allowed him to pull the covers to your neck. The blanket and mattress were still warm. He wrapped his arms around you, and you rested your head in the hollow of his neck, his chest against your back.
"We're spooning," you giggled quietly. He laughed, a low sound that warmed you all over.
"Yeah, I guess we are."
There was a pleasant silence, in which Sirius rubbed circles on the back of your hand with his thumb.
"Sirius?"
"Mhm?"
"I love you." His thumb stilled.
"I love you, too."
You drifted to sleep.

Awwww that was so calming to write! Who's watching the Harry Potter weekend?
I am, but I'm depressed, cause we're like the only school in the entire country to not have Monday off. Joy.
If you didn't see my announcement, there's something important you all need to know...

Hide your Children.
Hide your Wives.
Barricade the Doors.
Get the Salt.
Batten Down the Hatches.
Sonic the Locks.

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