#little poem-y micro shit that i couldnt get out of my head

[noblehouseofgay]

James Potter was the sunrise after Regulus Black's long storm filled night.

James was a lighthouse, guiding Regulus out of the dark abyss that is the sea.

He was a night light that a child clings to after a nightmare.

He was the sun in the life of a boy who had never seen the daylight.

And Merlin, real daylight couldn't compare to the way James Potter felt to Regulus Black.