In the Gryffindor common room, it’s noisy but bearable, just how regulus likes it.
He’s sitting in the chair opposite of Remus and Sirius, reading a book when he’s disturbed by his boyfriend, non other than James potter.
“hey love”. Regulus looks up from his book to give James his attention knowing he won’t get peace if he doesn’t.
”yes James”. He says with all of his attention. “Hey, quick hypothetical question ”, regulus raises his eyebrow with a deadpan face, knowing the question is going to be stupid.
with a sigh, regulus motions for him to go on. “If Sirius were to hypothetically steal one of your tarts, what would happen”, James says with a sheepish tone.
hearing his name from the other chair, Sirius perks his ears up like a dog and listens to what his brother is going to say.
”if Sirius were to hypothetically steal anything of mine, he’d have one least hand to do it as he’ll learn a lesson not too”. Regulus voice says so seriously that James makes a quiet squeak, starting to sweat a little.
Sirius hearing this answer is not too offended since he’d probably say the same thing even though he won’t actually mean it.
“what if I-i was the one to take some?l”. James looks a little scared for the answer but braces his self.
”well I wouldn’t be too mad, as long as you replace it back then it’s fine”
While James sighs in relief Sirius squeals in out rage on Remus lap.
“Hey! How come he gets the ‘it’s fine’ but I get threatened to lose a hand”.
“moony! Reg isn’t being fair”
remus just pats his hair with a quiet laugh, making sure he doesn’t hear or he’ll yell louder.
“that’s cause I know you won’t put it back frère”
sirius puts on a thinking face.”that’s fair”, he says as he nods in a offended but agreeable tone.
Remus finally breaks out laughing, and Sirius just stares in awe and love. Seeing him like this regulus looks back at James.
James gives regulus a quick kiss, “I’ll go refill it now love”, and leaves running to the kitchens as regulus huffs a laugh but with a fond smile on his face.
”I love the drama they bring”, Mary whispers to lily.
”me too”, lily says with a small laugh and goes back to painting Mary’s nails.