September 1978
The restless hour of sleep he had obtained was disrupted by the rumble and moans of the darkened sky.
His sheets clung to his bare skin and the rain patted deafingly loud against the few windows that occasionally lit up his cold and damp room when lighting rays blazed through the empty void of sky.
Regulus tossed and turned in his bed, after accepting being defeated by the uncomfortablely loud weather that was not helping his lack of sleep, he lept out of bed, wrapping a black silk robe around him since all he wore in the cold nights were boxers due to the amount of night sweats he got as an outcome from his nightmares.
He was starting to regret not accepting the sleeping draughts from madame pomfrey but he wouldn't be as weak as to drink down a little vial for his sleep when he was to become such a highly respectable deatheater.
Ruffling up his hair, he approached the shared bathroom and latched his hand onto the handle, nudging at it until he heard a whimper coming from behind him.
He searched his pockets for his wand but it was still resting on his bed side table after not thinking he would encounter something strange in his own bathroom.
He drew the shower curtain to see his roommate cradled in duvets and pillows asleep in the comfort of their bathtub.
Although she was in an unconscious state she had an awfully concerned looking , her face was crinkled in disgust and marielle was consuming their shared air rather fast.
Her hands gripped onto her covers leaving her knuckles white and cutting off her circulation. Whatever she was dreaming must've been rather disorientated but why?
Although regulus shared no feelings for the girl in the slightest which she was mutual in, however he had a slither of dispair as he watched marielle thrashing and whimpering before him.
His body moved without his concent, soon leaning over the claw tub and knealing on the black bath mat with his hands resting by his sides.
"divauns"
No reply. He repeated her name but he was unable to get a response from the girl.
He stood up, rather frustrated by how she was keeping him from his sleep, but who was he kidding, he never really slept.
His hands gripped onto her shoulders and he stared at her face forward. He took this time to appreciate her natural beauty, her lightly placed freckles that sprayed across her nose and lips that were usually plump but currently twisted into a thin line.
Regulus shook her gently in attempt to wake her, and soon he was caught gazing into the green emerald pendants others would call eyes.
Her pupils readjusted to the light and before the young black could explain the situation she swung her arms around him.
He thought of this as comfort, he was unaware of what she was doing since it had been so long since this had happened. She was hugging him.
It was rather strange and he would never admit how much he enjoyed being in the comfort of her warm presence wrapped around him.
Her body shuddered and he felt the dampness on his shoulder as tears seaped through his thin dressing gown. She was crying in front of him and she wasn't trying to hide such an embarrassing emotion.
Marielle was showing her vulnerable side and was okay with it. It disgusted him how open she was but he couldn't find away of how to break the most humane action he has had in years.
She pulled away shortly after, using her cold hands to wipe at her damp cheeks.
"I'm sorry, this is rather inappropriate" Regulus stood up at his words, not giving the girl another glance as he took long strides towards the door.
Before he could escape the rather small cluttered room that was made for only one person, she yelped.
He craned his neck to see behind him, rested his head on his shoulder and staring at the girl who was still in a heap with bundles of blankets.
Her cheeks flushed at her sudden outburst as she felt icy eyes on her. "you- you weren't meant to speak to me"
"well I did rather think it was life or death with the screaming coming from the bathroom"
"oh... Did i wake you?"
"yes" Although he woke on his own account and she wasn't screaming that loud it would be better if he had the upper hand and he thrived off other people's guilt.
"well, goodnight divans"
She nodded in response.
Just as his foot brushed against the floor boards of the next room, another yelp came from the girl behind him and his anger rose.
"What is your issue! " His voice came out in a hiss from his impatience and wanting nothing more to get away from this girl.
"the thunder" she said in a hush tone, regulus could barely make it out.
"and the bathtub is more sufficient that your bed?"
"there's no windows so... Yes"
"I see" he inched closer and closer towards the body that still layed in the tub, "may I accompany you?"
His questions caught marielle off guard and she found herself repositioning and pulling up her knees to her chest.
Regulus sat himself opposite her, their knees occasionally brushing against eachother.
"nope, this won't do. Although it is a Saturday tomorow, I cannot sleep like this"
Blush crept on her face ferociously but due to the haziness and fluster of only just waking up she shuffled forwards and he sat behind her.
His legs parted either side of her body and she found herself laying against his chest. Marielle could feel his abdominal against the thin silk and found comfort in his body rising and lowering as an outcome from his calm breathing.
She drew the blankets over the both of them. A mixture of questions and disbelief flooded through her mind but they were interrupted when her male company spoke to her.
"do people often get nightmares? " he was usually much more formal with his words and very thought through questions but this was rather thrown at her. Even regulus' words shocked himself, he had just risked brutally ruining his ego and upholding his poker face of cockiness for a stupid girl.
He hoped she had already fallen into a slumber but when he felt her body tense on top of him he knew she heard.
"well, I'm not sure. I don't see many other students approach the hospital wing after lack of sleep" she sighed as he carefully listened..
"your not naive I know that and I'm rather exposing everyone here but it would be much better if you don't mention a word because id rather not feel the rath of dumbledor." she waited for his response.
"okay"
"good. Well he's sent me to drug you with the sleeping vials but your incredibly hard to slip potion into and you can call me selfish but I haven't want you too sleep quite well after your cruel words the other day"
His anger was boiling but when he felt marielle and her soft silky hair rub against his exposed neck, calmness over took his body and he felt rather soothed.
What was this girl doing to him? Thunder still echoed through the halls but she wasn't alone now and soon sleep stole their minds.
~Authors note
Character progress guys!!!
