woofstar and lames

3/ the nightmare

the nightmare

"sirius! are you alright?" remus said as he helped sirius sit straight on the bed.

"i'm f-fine" he replied weakly, while panting and shaking both at once.

sirius laid his head on remus' shoulder trying to calm down. remus blushed. thank god it's dark here remus thought.

they sat in a confortable silence for a while.

"you had a nightmare" remus stated, finally breaking the silence.

sirius looked away, embarrassed, and started to pick his lips; a habit he had developed when he was nervous.

remus got up and cast  a silencing spell around sirius' bed as to not wake up the other lads, and sat back down next to him.

"wanna talk about it? it'll help." remus continued, when he got no reply to his previous statement.

"i don't-okayitwasmother" sirius replied, the last part rushed and his voice slightly cracking at the end.

remus' heart broke for him, but he didn't know what to say next, he really wasn't good with feelings, if only james was awake, he'd be able to confort sirius. remus thought. so he just sat there studying sirius in the dark. it wasn't really hard, since he could see better the closer the moon got.

"she- i- the whole summer she-" sirius voice broke and he began to fully sob.

remus patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, then nodded, showing that he was encouraging sirius to go on.

sirius closed his eyes, tried to take a deep breath to calm himself, and continued;

"it's been worse this year- she-" deciding that it was useless trying to say what she'd done, he lifted his shirt up till his chest and looked away so that he doesn't see remus' reaction.

remus gasped! he couldn't help it! he felt his stomach churn; a mother doing that to her own child!? sure remus' father wasn't the best parent, but he would never physically hurt him, the most hurt he had done is by using words.

sirius' abdominal section till his waist was full of nasty cuts and bruises, the sight was horrible.

remus got up and went to his bed, and pulled from his night stand a small bottle of ointment  that madam pomfrey had given him for his scratches, cuts and bruises for after the full moon.

he went to get some coton and dabbed some of the medication on it, and began to gently rub it on sirius' wounds.

remus looked at sirius, his heart throbbing fast against his chest. they were so close; remus could practically feel sirius's breath on his neck.

"i- umm- its gonna burn a little" remus whispered thickly. trying to distract his attention.

and then he remembered something. 

"why weren't you eating at dinner?" remus asked quietly, but probably knowing the answer to that now.

"well- err- mother locked me in my room for the last two weeks of summer without really giving me any food, so... well umm i kinda lost my appetite." sirius murmured, breaking eye contact again, suddenly finding the bedsheets so interesting.

he is probably developing an eating disorder  remus realized as his heart sank.

 knowing better than anyone that pity wasn't the solution here. decided that a meaningful hug would be a better way for comfort;

so remus leaned in, scooping a slightly shorter sirius in his arms.

it felt safe here in his arms, he acknowledged. 

and they stayed like this for a long while.

until they eventually fell asleep.

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