Don't Leave Me | Mauraders Fanfiction

Don't Leave Me | Mauraders Fanfiction

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, May 14, 2024
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Wizarding World: The Marauders
Wizarding World: Harry Potter
Sometimes, when Sirius is ready to cry he goes to the lake until he calms down, and a small black cat comes and comforts him, this becomes a weekly thing. Going to the lake, even when he's not upset, just to see the cat waiting for him. When Regulus is upset he goes to the Astromony tower, and more often than not a large black dog sits with him. It becomes something Regulus' does to just find comfort in the smallest things. Neither knows it's their brother is Animagus. But, Sirius is afraid of heights, and Regulus is scared of water...both of them have to face their fears to heal the broken past of their brotherhood.
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