The Star And The Moon: wolfstar Muggle AU

Tornadoes

~Sirius POV~
I wake up with a crick in my neck. The wind outside is still howling and reg is awake now, once again shaking. Fuck.

"Hey, little one, it's alright" I coo.

~Reg POV~

~flashback~
My head hits the concrete ground, I'm in for it this time. My father's hand closes around my throat, rough enough to bruise.

"What have I told you about hiding behind your brother?" Orion growls. I can feel his hot breath against my face and smell the alcohol he's been drinking.

"Makes.. Me... weak" I choke out, now fighting to breathe. The grip lessens on my throat and I breathe deeply. I've never been so grateful for air. A door bangs open, catching father's attention. Mother walks through, holding my big brother by his forearm.

"Siri.." I whimper.

"Reg, oh buddy" Sirius breathes. He's slammed roughly to the ground beside me, being held down by out mother. Father leans over me again and my breath quickens. I'm prone to panic attacks, and I can feel my hands shaking.

"Reg, snap out of it. Calm down" Sirius' calm, soothing voice says beside me. I let my body relax, going limp against father's rough hands.

"There you go, good job, kiddo" Sirius praises. I long to have his comforting arms around me. My father slaps me across the face. I don't make a sound, knowing my punishment will be worse if I resist. Father draws a blade from his pocket.

"ARE YOU INSANE? HE'S TEN FUCKING YEARS OLD!" Sirius wails.

"Siri... Stop" I mumble. Wait, I can still move my arms. I reach out and grab my brother's hand.

"I love you" Sirius whimpers.

"I love you too" I whisper, closing my eyes. I feel a sharp pain in mg side and I breathe in sharply, digging my fingernails into Sirius' skin. I don't make a sound. My breathing is ragged and heavy as the blade moves against my skin. Sirius does his best to comfort me, rubbing circles on my hand. I'm sure he's talking but all I can hear is the ringing in my ears. The blade digs into my skin further and I feel father's breath on my face again.

"The next time your weakness gets in the way of our lives, I'll do more than carve the word into you, brat" Father growls. He leaves on last slash on my skin before getting up and walking away. He had been holding my head up by my hair, so I let my head fall back, against the cold concrete. By breathing is heavy, every breath hurts. I hear mother release Sirius. A door bangs closed, resembling thunder. I feel sirius' hands on my face.

"Reg, come on kiddo. Talk to me" Sirius breathes. I can hear the panic in his voice. I slowly open my eyes, the effort is almost to much.

"Can't... Hurts" I manage to mumble, the words using up the rest of my strength. I close my eyes again, the pain still sharp on my side.

"No, don't go to sleep. Stay awake, little one" Sirius says, standing up. He runs somewhere, his footsteps thudding against the concrete. He runs back to me, dropping to his knees.

"This is gonna sting, but it will feel better in a minute, alright?" Sirius says. I nod my head, not being able to get enough strength to speak. I feel something cold against my skin. The pain is a bit different, but not as bad as before. Sirius finishes cleaning the wound, framing my face in his hands again.

"Can you hear me?" He asks. I nod my head.

"You, are not, weak. Reggie, You are so strong, and brave. Don't ever let anyone say that you're weak" Sirius says softly. I feel my strength slowly returning to me, and I very slowly open my eyes. Sirius is crouching over me, his face panicked.