#all alone

[ultravioletbrit]

“thankful” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 361 words

“You’re very lucky, Mr. Black.” Madam Pomfrey tells him, adjusting the sling on Regulus’ arm. “This could have been much, much worse, were it not for Mr. Potter.”

Regulus glances to the hospital bed next to him and sees James’ smug smile.

“Right.” Regulus grumbles to Madam Pomfrey.  

“Alright, you boys get some rest.” She says, closing the curtain around their beds.

Regulus starts to settle down on his bed, but James doesn’t move. Regulus glances over again and now he has an expectant look on his face, like he’s waiting for Regulus to say something.  

“I suppose you expect me to be thankful now.” Regulus mumbles.

“I mean, a simple thanks wouldn’t hurt.” James shrugs.

“I’m not thanking you, Potter. You were a fucking idiot.” Regulus scoffs. “I was the only one that should’ve been hurt, but you had to be a hero and try to save me and now we’re both hurt.”

“Oh, yes. I broke my ankle, and you have a broken arm, how terrible.” James says sarcastically. “You almost had a broken fucking skull, Reg. Better two minor injuries than one life-threatening one—"

“It wouldn’t have been life threatening.” Regulus interrupts.

“Reg, you were unconscious, plummeting head first to the ground and Hooch wasn’t close enough.” James tells him. “You would’ve crashed, and it would’ve… it would’ve been bad, Reg.” James finishes softly, holding eye contact with Regulus.

After a moment, James sighs and shifts to finally starts settling down on his bed, moving one leg more carefully than the other.     

“How’s your ankle feel?” Regulus asks quietly after a minute of awkward silence.

“Kind of numb and tingly at the same time.” James shrugs. “I can’t put weight on it, so I’m stuck here for at least a day to give the skele-gro time to work. How’s your arm feel?” He asks.

“Feels alright. It’s in a sling for a day or two, so not bad. Could’ve been worse, I guess.” Regulus shrugs  

“Hmmm…” James hums. “Yes. It could’ve been much, much worse.” He mimics what Madam Pomfrey said earlier.   

Regulus sighs dramatically and huffs. “Fine. Thanks… I guess.” He mumbles under his breath.     

“I’ll take it.” James smiles brightly.

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

goodness, poor lunar is feeling really strong emotions isnt he..? This poor little guy..

all alone...

[babyydxll]

always alone..

[dabiconcordia]

"My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's seventy-three today and we don't know where the hell she is." ― Ellen Degeneres

[katie-radford]

Well done is better than well said

[bwunnishit]

[broken-heart-raven-queen]

I get sick every time I remember that english is Jean's third language and the Moriyamas made sure that for years he could only communicate with them (and Kevin)

[embeccy]

"The night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started."

- Ernest Hemingway

[afreakingmilkshake]

[the-taco-dude]

[saddevilsworld]

at this point i think everyone is toxic i’m gonna be alone forever :))

[beausmom1214]

I feel I am going to end up alone for the rest of my miserable life on earth.

[beatlepaul4ever]

Bill Shears? Nah, Billy no mates.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 21 - Fireplace

@wolfstarmicrofic December 21, word count 211

Remus stared at the empty, lifeless fireplace and took a swig from his bottle of cheap vodka. It burned on the way down and not in the pleasant way firewhisky did, but he didn’t want pleasant anyway.

He stared into the fireplace, willing anyone to come through it. Please, he begged in his head, please, someone come. But the grate stayed cold and empty because no one could come. James was… Lily was… Peter was… and Sirius… Remus took a long, long swallow of the stomach-stripping alcohol. He was alone, and he’d better get used to it. 

He tugged his wand out of his robes and shakily pointed it at the fireplace. 

“Bombarda!” He screamed at it, blasting the brickwork away. He was left with a gaping hole in the wall. Mirroring the gaping hole where his heart had once been, and the real kicker was that even though Sirius had betrayed everyone he cared about, Harry now had no parents, Peters's mother had no son, and Remus had no one. Even though he’d done all that, Remus still loved him. 

He fell to his knees and screamed at the world. Cursing the universe and cursing Sirius Black for everything he’d done and cursing him again because he still loved him.

[kariiimm]

In the end, you are the only one who feels your suffering. No one will understand what you are going through or really appreciates it .