Regulus/Sirius
PG; very slightly sexualized relationship, minor hint of slash
The frost had come early, striking the over-blown and delicate flowers of the rosebushes with a deadly force. Withered petals now drooped in defeat, and in some places brittle frozen stems and vines had snapped, now lying brown and dead amid the cold grass and slick
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Very well done. Quiet, yet tense and very almost.
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Of course, I'm as lost with Sirius as ever. ;)
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