Doctor
They walked in total silence, and Regulus was fine with that. It was about a five minute walk through the woods, onto the cobblestone path and towards the entry gates, where they would greet the kids and show them their cabins. Easy.
But Potter didn’t seem okay with the silence, he was doing as told because he got told to shut up multiple times by Regulus. His hands were toying with the gold chain around his neck, he kept ruffling his hair every few minutes and chewing on his lip nervously.
Don’t ask Regulus why he payed so much attention to the Potter boys mannerisms, he just did. No further questions.
After another minute, Regulus felt something sharp and rough catch on his ankle, a vine.
“Fuck!” He hissed as he fell to the floor, James stopping in his tracks and rushing over to him. God, his stupid cute savour complex makes Regulus feel sick.
His ankle was throbbing, he winced as he moved his ankle to the side. “Shit, are you okay? Do you need a doctor?” The older boy panicked, offering Regulus a hand to pull him up. “Can you stand?”
Regulus grabbed James’ unusually soft hand, feeling the coldness of his golden rings as he pulled Regulus from the floor.
Letting out a breath, Regulus examined his foot, it looked quite bad, but that was just from the thorns that sliced his ankle. He seemed to be able to walk fine.
“It’s okay-“ He winced. “I think.” He took a few steps forward, showing that he could walk. The concerned look didn’t wipe from James’ face as he did so. “Really, it looks worse than it is.” He walked towards the brunette, twisting his ankle round a few times and offering a slight smile to show it.
God, he’s going soft.
“Are you sure?” He sweetly spoke, tilting his head to the side.
Regulus nodded and hummed. “Yeah, don’t worry.” He reassured, it was slightly sore, but he could deal. The last thing he wanted was to have James Potter babying him all day.
The frown finally left James’ face, replacing it with a satisfied smile that looked much better on his face.
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Regulus hit his head against the tree behind him, he thought kids started to get quieter when they hit 13… apparently not.
“Where’s Hannah?” One of them spoke loudly.
He huffed out a loud breath, James giving him a helpless look.
“I’m here!” Someone else hollered, presumably Hannah.
“Spider!!” Another one squealed.
“Wimp!” A fourth voice shouted.
Pushing himself away from the tree, he cupped his hands to his mouth and yelled. “Everyone shut up!”
Silence dawned on the group, 20 pairs of eyes landing on him. “I think you’re supposed to be a bit nicer.” James spoke with a wary smile.
“Well it worked didn’t it Potter?” He challenged, the other man shrugged and started to talk.
“Okay! I’m James, this is Regulus,” He pointed towards Regulus, who gave a tired nod. “Today we’ll just be getting you settled into your homes for the next few weeks…”
Regulus zoned out as James explained the rules of the camp, he let himself admire James for a moment. The way the sunlight turned his skin golden, his hair shining on the sun and his smile wide matched with his sunny bright eyes.
He snapped out of it, glaring at his shoes for a while. No, we’re not doing that, he thought to himself. Fuck.
Five minutes later, the groups were splitting off into boys and girls, when a timid looking teen walked up to him, a wary look on their face.
“Uh, Regulus is it?” Regulus nodded. “I’m not a boy, or a girl… I- where do I go?” They sighed. “I’m June.” They gave a smile.
Regulus let himself smile back. “Wherever you want, it’s up to you. I’d say it’s a privilege if you ask me.” He gave a chuckle, June laughing along slightly.
“Really? So I can go with my friends?”
“Yeah, where are they?” Regulus questioned.
They pointed to someone with two blue braids hung over their shoulders in the group of girls, who looking over at them with a worried and caring look. “That’s Hayley, my best friend. I can house with her then?”
“Of course, if anyone gives you any issues come to me or James, we’ll sort it out.” He gave a sweet smile.
“Thank you so much.” June beamed and ran over to their friend, hugging her and jumping up and down excitedly, Regulus couldn’t help but smile as he watched the two.
Within all of that, he didn’t notice the man approaching behind him. “You’re actually quite sweet aren’t you?” He whipped his head around in shock, greeted with the smiling face of James Potter, who looked overjoyed.
“No I’m not.” He snapped. “And stop sneaking up on me!”
James pouted, a smile still lingering on his lips. “Why is it you’re only mean to me?”
“I’m not that mean to you.” Regulus lied though his teeth.
“Sure you aren’t.” He ruffled Regulus’ raven curls, earning a scowl from the younger boy, but there was an obvious tilt to his lips and flush to his freckled pale skin as James’ wide brown eyes locked with his stormy grey ones.
While walking the kids to the cabins, James would lag behind and check on Regulus’ ankle every once in a while. Why was he so caring? Regulus didn’t have an utter clue how to react to that, it was just… weird.