Fics like Pride & Guilt

There was a deep ache in the pit of James’ stomach that made him speak, a burn that crawled up his chest, into his throat and out his mouth in a pained tone of voice. “I’m glad you’re not dead.” Regulus said nothing as he kept his head down, casting his eyes up to regard James through his eyelashes; and there it was again. That look that James recognized from those late nights after a nightmare when he would stand at the mirror in the bathroom and stare numbly at his own reflection. The dull fog in Regulus’ eyes matched the clouds that would filter into James’ on those nights, and he felt his throat close up yet again as the weight of it all settled onto his shoulders — because Regulus wasn’t glad for it, and James understood. Regulus seemed to understand at the same moment, looking skeptically between James’ eyes, and though no words were spoken, James couldn’t help feeling dementedly relieved that Regulus could relate. It had been a long time since the shadows had been cast in his mind, filled with a silent wish that he would never utter aloud but always wished someone knew. That he wished he’d died that night with Lily.

Fics like Pride & Guilt

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