Since when did my best mate get so hot? || Jirius

15- Getting back safe while worrying for Regulus

A/N: Hey guys! I apologize for not writing a new chapter! it's been pretty hectic! anyways, enjoy :)

Rain shot down like a plane losing it's balance before taking a spontaneous down fall. The sound of Sirius' shoes pushing down the mud as he limped in the forbidden forest slightly caused irritation for Remus. 

"Have you taken into consideration that one of us have ten times the hearing than three other blokes do?" Sirius could hear the irritation growing stronger as Remus' tone grew sharper. 

The shaggy haired boy cleared his throat, shaking his head. "Er- yes. Sorry, Remus." 

James, who was not that far behind the two, examined Sirius. He'd noticed over time that the pain that the person he fancied tried to hold in, was slowly finding it hard to act as though he wasn't injured. 

"Maybe we should stop? Sirius, darling, you look like you're in pain-" 

"I am fine, James!" He snapped, speeding up the pace as he jumped over a tree that had fallen over. "I do not wish to stay the night in this forest. We need to get to Hogwarts before we get eaten by some creature we don't know of." 

Remus glanced back at James. The brunette saw the apology in those amber eyes. 

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"If mother knows that you guys saved me, she'll for sure decapitate my head from the rest of my body." 

Remus held a finger up to silence him. "Sirius, Regulus has this under control, seeing that he was the one that sent a patronus to warn us."

The black haired boy sighed, "I really hope he's alright. I always did everything in my power to keep him from getting harmed." 

James stepped in, enveloping Sirius into an embrace. "Everything will be fine, Siri. Just give it time." 

Sirius was worried, he felt uneasy. Although his mates did know what went on at Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, they didn't know for sure what Orion and Walburga were capable of. Going from beating him until he had to let out short shallow breaths due to it hurt so much, to Walburga dragging his hand into the fire because he talked back from his bedroom.

"Yes, i'm sure he is." A fake smile was plastered onto the older Black's face, nodding as he walked up the stairs, into their Dormitory.

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT FILTH JUST ESCAPED?!" Walburga's voice shot through the house, making the portraits on the walls shake in fear.

"Er- I was walking down to check on him like you wanted me to, mother, and he was gone." Regulus tried his absolute best to keep a straight face, flinching slightly at the tone of his mother's voice.

"Regulus, darling, did you let your bastard brother go?" That sickly sweet voice always sent chills down Reggie's spine as he gulped down the ball of saliva that was getting caught up in his throat.

"Of course not, mother. Why would I do such a thing? Sirius has done bad, he deserved to rot down there." Those words struck Regulus in the heart. He knew that he didn't mean that at all.

With one look at her son, she sighed, nodding. "Thank you for telling me the truth, Regulus."

With that, she walked away, making Regulus let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.