#harrius

Harry has just woken up from a particularly horrid nightmare. Crying. Trembling. Whining. And Sirius?

He’s currently holding him and comforting him to the best of his abilities.

Harry mumbles to himself softly, both hoping Sirius hears him but also looses his ability of hearing just for this very moment. Not thinking. Just blurting it under his shaken breaths. “I wish I was James. Then you’d really love me back.”