Chapter 2
June 29, 1979
“Holy Shit! Remus! James! Peter! Someone! Come help me! Regulus what the fuck happened?! Regulus Wake the fuck up! REMUS!”
It has been a year since Fleamont and Euphemia’s death. Imagine graduating and coming home only to find your parents with dragon pox and for them to die shortly after. It’s good to say that it has been hard on James and Sirius. Remus and Peter were there for them and slowly they started to heal.
Remus and Peter moved in with them at the Potter residence. Peter was at his cousin’s house for the night. Something about a crazy ex. So in the house were only James, Sirius and Remus.
Now it was 2 am and Sirius was woken up from a nightmare that left him sweaty and dehydrated so quietly as to not wake Remus he got out of bed. Went downstairs to the kitchen and drank some water. Even though there were three people in the house, he couldn’t help but feel like the house was basically empty. It was the first night in six months that there weren’t all four of them.
He was about to go upstairs again missing Remus and their bet but was frightened by the pop that was heard in the living room. Taking his wand out of his hair destroying his bun, he made his way to the door. Opening it slightly he was praying it was just Peter who got home earlier but when did he have that kind of luck?
What he saw made his heart almost give up. There in the middle of the living room on the couch sat his baby brother's corpse-like body. He leaped towards the couch and held his brother. Who smiled and closed his eyes.
“Holy Shit! Remus! James! Peter! Someone! Come help me! Regulus what the fuck happened?! Regulus Wake the fuck up! REMUS!”
Fast steps got closer to the brothers when another pair was heard. Remus busted in the room, his hair messy, wand drawn.
Until he saw Regulus. “Sirius what happened!?”
“I don’t know! Just help him for god’s sake! James get your ass down here now!”
From the door, James was frozen until he was yelled at. “I’m here, I’m here. Is that Regulus?”
“No, it’s Santa FUCKING Claus! Now go bring me the first aid kit because I have no idea what is wrong with him!”
So concentrated on their aggressive yelling they didn’t notice Peter who entered the room, went to the bathroom and came back. The first aid kit in his hands as James panicked ran into the kitchen. “To the side ladies! A trained nurse is here!”
“Peter!” tree voice called. But James wasn’t in the room. Soooo…