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The four boys made their way down to the dining hall, James and Sirius yelling and laughing like idiots. Overall being loud and rowdy as always. This was stressing Regulus out, he didn't understand why, but it was. He started picking at his wrist, which is a habit he picked up on over the last year or two after some pretty traumatic events.

He doesn't know why he does it but it feels nice, like something he has control over, how much pain he can let himself endure, and he can always stop whenever he wants. Besides its just picking at some skin, it isn't going to kill him.

"Hey Reggie." He heard next to him and looked over, startled at the voice, just to see it was Peter. "Hey Pete, sorry I've been out of it today," He said apologetically, scratching his head "I don't really know why.." Peter looked at him with a blank face for a second, wrapped his arm around his shoulder and hugged him from the side as they walked into the doorway of the dining hall.

"It's okay mate, everyone has those days. I'm glad to see you though, I've missed you over the summer. You and Sirius. I wish your parents would let you hang out with us." He said disappointingly, furrowing his eyebrows as he looked ahead of them to see where James and Sirius had sat. Regulus looked down as he sat down next to his brother, feeling guilty and even more stressed then he had before. He wished they would let them see their friends too.

Sirius gave him a paper plate to get his food, but the thought of eating right now, even the smell of the room, made him sick to his stomach. "Siri, I'm not really hungry, uh, I think I'm gonna call it a night." Regulus said quietly so that nobody else could hear him but Sirius.

He looked at him as he sat up and frowned, grabbing his wrist before he could leave, "Why don't you try to eat some lasanga, it look really good, here I'll put some on your plate-" just as he was about to fill up his baby brothers plate, Regulus grabbed it from his spot, throwing it in the garbage bin. "I'm really tired, Siri. I'm going to bed, love you." He then sped off to his new dorm to be away from all the people in the dining hall. He felt like eveyone was looking at him as he left; it made him feel sick.

He entered his room and sat on down on his bed ,trying to collect his thoughts. Maybe he wasn't okay, because he started overthinking everything and found that it was getting harder to breath. He thought about the bottle of grey goose and how foolish it was to steal it, and how much trouble he would get in when they found out. He had no idea when or if they even would, he had no control over it, the only control he did have was to not steal it in the first place, which he did anyways, because he was a bloody prat!

He had just been struggling the whole day with his stress, and Sirius suggested it, and he knew he should of said no, but he really wanted to get hammered. He was also thinking about the whole James situation. He knew he had some sort of feelings for him, but he doubted James returned any of them. Besides, James was obsessed with this girl in his year, and though Regulus was not on the same level at all, he understood why James would be.

Her name was Lily Evans, and she was beautiful. Beautiful was possibly an understatement, honestly. She had long locks of firey red hair, ivory skin that was covered in beautiful freckles, a big wide smile with perfect teeth, and such breathtaking eyes of emerald green. She was beauty. And Regulus did not feel like he could even begin to compare with her.

He got up to go to the bathroom and as he was leaving he looked in the mirror. At first he was just fixing his hair straightening out his clothes,forces of habit, but it turned into him looking at himself as he thought about James, and Lily. He would never compare with his big nose, and asymetricle face, and zits on his chin and forehead. Before he knew it he was crying. He don't really understand why, he was just sad, and stressed.

TW FOR VOMIT (skip to next italic)

The deeper he got into his breakdown the sicker he felt. He suddenly started coughing and went over to the toilet gagging before he threw up. Well not much throw up, more stomach acid. He heaved again, and again, yet nothing came out. He started shaking and trying to catch his breath, when he heard the door open from in the dorms.

END OF TW

James walked in to grab his jumper as it was quite cold in northern Scottland, even on a late-summer night, when he heard gasping and quiet sobs coming from the bathroom. His heart instantly dropped as he walked over to the door about to burst in, when he remembered what Sirius said on the train. "..try not to stress him I suppose.."

He stopped himself and knocked gently, "Reg? Are you alright in there?" he asked calmly. After waiting a few seconds he went so say something else but was cut off. "I.. I don't know!" Regulus replied, suddenly bursting into sobs once more. James walked in, not really caring about privacy anymore, he never heard Regulus cry like that, and was quite scared.

He ran over to the boy on the floor and came up to him to comfort him. After about 10 minutes he calmed down and they got up to sit on a more comfortable surface.

Regulus was so embarrassed now. James had seen him in a state nobody ever really has, besides Sirius, but he hasn't broken down like that in front of Sirius in years. James decided to stay with him up in the dorms for the night, ditching Sirius and Peter, though he was positive they wouldn't mind if they knew why.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want you to ever have to see me like this.." Regulus stated, avoiding eye contact with the older. "Reg, you don't ever have to apoligize for feeling, if you need someone to talk to, you should, instead of bottling it up and having it explode like that." James explained.

"Also, I didn't want to bring it up" He started as Regulus looked at him from the side of the bed. "..but Pads said you haven't been eating well over the summer, and if that's true I want to help you.. to..." He stopped talking as he saw Regulus stand up and take a deep breath before putting on his shoes, his grey sweater, and making his way for the door.

"Hey, wait did I say.. something..." James said as he got up and grabbed the youngers wrist to stop him from leaving. Regulus looked away from him for a moment to collect his thoughts before saying something. "He shouldn't of told you that. I'm not 'having trouble eating'," he said sarcastically with finger quotes, "its not my fault I'm not bloody hungry!! And I'm just PISSED OFF that he would even say that!" James looked at him with doubt and concern, he didn't realize Regulus' eating habit -or lack of- would be this bad.

"So let go of my wrist and let me leave before I freak out again." Regulus said looking into James eyes. He saw how upset James was and started to feel guilty and, well, stressed again. James broke eye contact to look at Regulus wrist. He pulled down his sleeve slightly and wrapped his thumb and pinky around it.

"Do you not.. notice, how much weight you have lost Regulus?" James said passively aggressive. "Do you not see how pale, and sickly you look? Can you not tell you look like shit!?" He started to raise his voice becoming more stressed.

"Your a dick." Regulus said as he ripped his hand away, and walked out the door.