chapter 1
“Boys do me a favor and actually put some effort in!”
Coach yelled from the side lines, James has been on the ice all morning, he could feel his knees getting sore from practicing drills, coach had been on a rampage since monday and now as Thursday practice came to a close James had imagined that this trend would carry on until next week,
case and point: he was fucking exhausted, and James potter could not afford to be exhausted not when they were playing slytherin next week, not when they needed that win.
“Alright alright, round it in, you're slugging around, go home!” coach yelled before packing his own stuff up and exiting the rink to go back inside,
James could actually hear Longbottom and Weasley sigh from where they were doing drills next to him. He didn’t waste much time and exited the rink as fast as he could, he could hear the zamboni starting up in the distance.
He crashed onto the bench in the changing rooms untying his skates and taking off his gear, packing it up in an incredibly fast fashion, Sirius appeared, Sirius for the first time after a training session, was silent.
“Did someone break you?” James asked although he could also feel his own exhaustion setting in.
“Ya, coach did, what fuckin fly bit him, he’s been a twat since Monday” Sirius huffed out air as he kicked of his skates, packing them up.
James shrugged in answer and both boys made their way out of the changing rooms bidding goodbye to their teammates and friends as they left.
They reached the rink cafeteria quick enough, buying a snack for the road home before heading straight back out and down the elongated corridor to the stairs. That particular corridor was rarely visited by hockey players as it was occupied with off ice training studios and figure skater changing rooms, meaning that hockey players were most definitely - not welcome.
James and Sirius observed as groups of lean girls excited a door heading down the corridor to get to the rink, followed by a group of boys all dressed in black clothing, james watched as the boy at the very back of the group gave Sirius and himself a quick glance and a small wave, Sirius smiled back.
They continued down the corridor, but the question was eating James alive
“Pads who-”
“My brother, remember the one I told you about?” Sirius cut him off before he could even finish
“Ya, you were always sad about leaving him behind when you left home, i thought you guys didn’t talk?” James questioned looking utterly confused
“Mother is not as present in his life anymore i hear, he’s reached out, i'm just glad he's well” Sirius shrugged, they excited the ice complex the cold winter air hitting them in the face
“What was his name again?” James asked blowing out a cloud of cold air as they walked over to his car
“Regulus” Sirius said simply, and the topic, James sensed, had come to a close.