[You’re Regulus]

James was feeling fucking awful. Sirius had told Snape where remus would be during the fucking full moon, and bloody Snape went to find out and so James had to play hero and all and save his life, (even if he was really doing it for Remus) now his entire friend group is just blown to bloody pieces.

Remus is not talking to anyone - which, okay, fair… but he could at least say a few words to James! - and spending all his time with Lily Evans. Sirius has barely been around since Remus yelled and cussed at him, and to be quite frank, James doesn’t care all that much right now about Sirius. And Peter is… doing god knows what with his other friends. Thus, James is seriously fucking lonely, to the point that it’s starting to make him anxious and slightly sick…

Touch starved…

Not that he knew it.

He’d always struggled with making friends when he was little, and now he doesn’t really know what to do. Sure, he’s popular, but it’s just not the same. James has recently been less loud and energetic. More in the background… so unlike the usual happy-go-lucky ray of sunshine everyone knew, pretending just enough not to worry anyone but not more than that. Except this time he has no one to see through his bullshit.

He’s in the astronomy tower now. It’s past midnight. And he’s sitting there staring at the stars… in a spot that just so happens to be Regulus’ favorite for when he can’t sleep (which is often) and thus Regulus stumbles upon James. Regulus, the one in the shadows who noticed that James is falling apart when no one else can.