Pride, Prejudice, Overcoats and Violins

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Pride, Prejudice, Overcoats and Violins
Summary
James Potter couldn't stand the elusive, sarcastic Regulus Black. Regulus Black needs to be physically restrained from punching James Potter's smug, offensive face.But James and Regulus are thrown into each other's company, time and time again. In the midst of marriage talks, companions, and tea, would love be in horizon after all? Or will their pride and prejudice separate them forever?
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Regulus paced back and forth in his room, his usually composed demeanor giving way to frustration. Sirius, lounging on the bed with a book, watched his younger brother with an amused expression.

“Can you believe the nerve of him?” Regulus exclaimed, his voice tinged with incredulity. “James Potter, of all people, to talk about us like that! To Remus, no less!”

Sirius set his book down, raising an eyebrow. “You’re still on about that?”

“Yes, I am!” Regulus stopped and turned to face Sirius, his hands gesturing animatedly. “He called us greedy, said I was unpleasant, and that you were at least more handsome and pleasant than me. Can you imagine?”

Sirius smirked, clearly enjoying his brother’s agitation. “Well, he’s right about one thing. I am more handsome.”

Regulus shot him a withering look. “This is serious, Sirius. He’s spreading lies about us, about me. And to Remus, of all people.”

Sirius sighed, sitting up and motioning for Regulus to calm down. “Look, Reg, you need to stop letting James Potter get under your skin. He’s just one person, and his opinion doesn’t define you.”

Regulus crossed his arms, his expression stubborn. “It’s not just about his opinion. It’s the fact that he’s trying to turn Remus against us. Against me.”

“Remus is smarter than that,” Sirius assured him. “He’ll see through James’ nonsense.”

“But what if he doesn’t?” Regulus’s voice wavered, revealing the vulnerability beneath his anger. “What if he believes him?”

Sirius got off the bed and placed a reassuring hand on Regulus’s shoulder. “Regulus, listen to me. Remus seems like a good judge of character. He won’t just take James’ word for it. And besides, you have a chance to show him who you really are.”

Regulus looked at Sirius, a mix of hope and uncertainty in his eyes. “How?”

Sirius’s expression brightened. “The ball that the Pettigrew family is hosting. It’s coming up soon, and I’m pretty sure both James and Remus will be attending.”

Regulus frowned. “How does that help me?”

Sirius rolled his eyes playfully. “Use it as an opportunity, Reg. Show Remus and everyone else that you’re not what James makes you out to be. Be charming, be yourself.”

Regulus hesitated, then sighed. “I don’t know, Sirius. I’m not exactly the life of the party.”

“You don’t have to be,” Sirius said firmly. “Just be genuine. People appreciate authenticity. And if James tries to stir up trouble, you’ll have me there to back you up.”

Regulus looked thoughtful, considering Sirius’s words. “And you really think Remus will see through James?”

Sirius nodded confidently. “Absolutely. Just don’t let James’s pettiness get to you. Focus on making a good impression and enjoying the night.”

Regulus took a deep breath, feeling a bit more reassured. “Alright. I’ll try. But if James says one more thing—”

“Then we’ll deal with it,” Sirius said with a grin. “Together.”

Regulus finally smiled, albeit a small one. “Thanks, Sirius. I needed that.”

Sirius clapped him on the back. “Anytime, little brother. Now, let’s start planning our outfits for the ball. We have to look our best, after all.”

As they began discussing their plans for the ball, Regulus felt a sense of determination settle over him. He would show Remus—and everyone else—that he was more than what James Potter made him out to be.

"Now, be a good ol' chap and tell me you're coming with me to the club," Sirius smiled. Regulus scoffed. "Over your dead body."

 

The club was alive with pulsating music and the vibrant energy of people enjoying their night out. Remus Lupin, not typically one for such lively environments, found himself drawn to the atmosphere, a welcome distraction from his usually quiet and introspective life. James had pleaded out, claiming that he has work to finish.

As he reached the bar, his eyes caught a familiar face: Sirius Black. Sirius stood out even in a place like this, his magnetic presence drawing attention effortlessly. Remus watched him for a moment, noticing the way he laughed with the people around him, exuding a natural charm.

Sirius's dark hair fell perfectly around his face, and his grey eyes sparkled with mischief and warmth. Remus couldn't help but admire how effortlessly handsome he looked, dressed in a casual yet stylish outfit that highlighted his lean, athletic build. There was an air of confidence about Sirius that Remus found undeniably attractive.

"Remus!" Sirius called out, spotting him in the crowd. He waved him over with a broad smile.

Remus felt a flutter in his chest as he made his way to Sirius, trying to ignore the sudden rush of nerves. "Hey, Sirius. Didn't expect to see you here."

Sirius grinned. "Well, this is a pleasant surprise. I didn't sense that you have this mischievous side of you, Mr Lupin." Sirius leaned over to him and whispered. "Naughty."

Remus blushed and chuckled. "It's infamous even from where I'm from. I thought I'd give it a try. It's been a while since I've been out like this."

Sirius nodded, gesturing for Remus to join him at the bar. "Well, welcome to the madness. Can I get you a drink?"

Remus hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Sure, I'll have whatever you're having."

Sirius ordered two drinks, and they settled into a comfortable conversation. As they talked, Remus found himself increasingly captivated by Sirius. It wasn't just his looks—though they were certainly striking—but also his personality. Sirius was engaging, witty, and had a way of making Remus feel at ease, even in the loud, bustling environment of the club.

The conversation flowed effortlessly, and Remus felt a connection with Sirius that he hadn't experienced in a long time. They talked about everything from their childhood memories to their current lives, finding common ground and shared experiences. Remus found himself laughing more than he had in ages, genuinely enjoying Sirius' company.

As the night went on, Remus couldn't shake the growing attraction he felt for Sirius. He noticed the way Sirius's eyes would light up when he talked about something he was passionate about, and the way his laughter was infectious. There was a sincerity to Sirius that Remus found deeply appealing.

At one point, as they stood at the edge of the dance floor, watching the crowd, Sirius turned to Remus with a thoughtful expression. "You know, I admire how genuine you are, Remus. You have this quiet strength about you that's really impressive."

Remus felt a flush of warmth at Sirius's words, his heart beating a little faster. "Thanks, Sirius. That means a lot coming from you. You're... well, you're pretty amazing yourself."

Sirius gave him a lopsided grin. "Amazing, huh? I'll take that as a compliment."

Remus laughed, feeling a pleasant warmth spread through him. "It is a compliment. You're one of the most enchanting people I've met, Sirius. And you're always true to yourself. That's something I really admire."

Sirius's smile softened, and for a moment, there was a look in his eyes that Remus couldn't quite decipher. "Thanks, Remus. That means a lot."

There was a brief, almost palpable silence between them, a moment of unspoken understanding. Remus felt his heart race, wondering if Sirius could sense the growing attraction he felt. He quickly looked away, trying to compose himself.

As the night drew to a close, Sirius and Remus found themselves back at the bar, nursing their final drinks. The club had started to empty out, the music still pulsing but at a more subdued level.

"Well, this has been a surprisingly good night," Remus said, smiling at Sirius. "Thanks for the company, Sirius. I had a great time."

Sirius grinned. "Me too, Remus. We should do this more often."

Remus nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves at the prospect. "Yeah, we should."

As they said their goodbyes and headed in different directions, Remus couldn't help but glance back at Sirius one last time. He felt a flicker of hope and a realization that his feelings for Sirius were more than just fleeting. There was something genuine and real there, something worth exploring.

As he walked home, Remus's mind buzzed with thoughts of Sirius. He knew that whatever happened next, he wanted to see where this connection could lead. And for the first time in a long while, he felt a sense of anticipation and excitement for what the future might hold.

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