Chapter 1
It’s the end of the Marauders 5th year at Hogwarts. All the Marauders are gathered at the end of Gryffindor table awaiting the results of the year for the house cup.
James honestly wouldn’t be surprised if they lost to Slytherin this year considering how much trouble him and his friends got into this year but they would just have to wait and see. The feast has started and everyone is anxiously waiting. It’s come down to the last few points between Gryffindor and Slytherin but who will win?
“James mate are you going to really be this stressed over something that happens yearly?” Sirius says.
James snorts then replies, “YES! Aren’t you curious to see who’s won as well?”
”It doesn’t bloody matter to me because we still have years to win even if we don’t win this year. Although… I would love to rub it in Reggie’s face that we beat him.”
”There you go! That’s the spirit!”
”Can you two finish eating so we can get on to dessert and thus onto the announcement please?” Remus complains.
”Fine!” James and Sirius reply in unison
Once dinner is over and all the desserts are lining the tables Dumbledore heads up to the podium to announce the results.
“Dumbledore seems a bit on edge don’t you think Jamie?” Sirius whispers to James
”Yea, I noticed that too. I wonder if it has anything to do with the house cup.”
“Attentions students!! The time has come to reveal which house has won the house cup! It has come to my attention that not one, but two houses have tied in first place!” Dumbledore starts out. Gasps run through the tables at the realization as to what this means. “Both Gryffindor and Slytherin have won the house cup!!!” Dumbledore rings out.
Shouts of excitement and shock can be heard as friends embrace tightly in excitement and happiness. There is only one person who is not happy about this however. Regulus Arcturus Black, younger brother to Sirius Orion Black, aka Reggie. Regulus has a name to uphold and with winning the house cup alongside those lions means a party will happen. Regulus hates parties and of course he is getting dragged into by his friend group “The Skittles” as they’re called because they’re all of the LGBTQ+ community in someway. The only aspect of this party Regulus is getting dragged into that he might like is getting to see James Fleamont Potter, Sirius’ best friend, other brother, aka Jamie. Regulus has had a big fat crush on James since the day he saw him in first year sitting next to his brother.
Regulus was right of course as always. There is a joint party happening. The party will be between two rooms that have a connecting room just in case they want to separate or merge. As soon as dinner is over Regulus makes a beeline for the dormitories in hopes of escaping Dorcas Meadows. His best friend (sorry Barty and Evan). Unfortunately he is too late because Dorcas was one step ahead of him and recruited the twins to help grab him before he could go far. The twins were Evan Rosier and Pandora Rosier. Alike in every way except gender.
”Nuh uh Reggie! Not on my watch. You are coming to this party whether you like it or not. Besides I’ve already heard of a few rumors of things to be done at the party and who might be there. James included” Dorcas reports.
”I think you’ve forgotten who you’re talking to because there is no way in HELL that I’m going to thatparty. Especially if he’s going to be there” Regulus snaps back
”I could make him spend time with you, you know” Dorcas sings in his ear
”How would you do that?” Says Regulus skeptically
”A game…”
”What game?”
”I don’t know exactly because it’s a muggle game but it’s fool proof”
”If I agree will you give me a months rest of parties next year?”
”Yes” Dorcas says happily
”Fine.”
Dorcas tells the twins to back off then she goes to get ready for the party. “I’ll be at your dorm at 8pm tonight to get you ready ok?” Dorcas calls back to Regulus as she’s walking away.
“Fuck off D!”
“Love you too” she says in a singsong voice.
Once Dorcas is all ready she heads over to Regulus’ dorm just as promised at 8pm on the dot. She knocks on the door of the dorm and waits and waits but no one answers.
”Weird” Dorcas mumbles as she opens the door without an invitation. All of a sudden she sees why no one answered. Regulus Arcturus Black is busy trying (and failing at) putting eyeliner on.
”Wow you’re really focused there aren’t ya!” Dorcas says
Regulus jumps and smears more of the eyeliner, “Geez D! Give a man some warning!”
Dorcas rolls her eyes “Well I tried but you were too concentrated to notice!”
”Bitch” Regulus says under his breath, just enough so Dorcas doesn’t hear it.
”Cunt” Dorcas says back. So maybe she did hear that…
“Whore”
“Slob”
”Twat”
”Brotherfucker”
”Hey I haven’t even slept with James!!” Regulus retaliates
”But you’re gonna at some point now do you want help or not with your outfit and makeup?”
Regulus in something that looks like Remus would wear but darker, dark sweater with stars on it, dark jeans except with holes, black converse, and most importantly attempting to put on makeup, “I thought this would be fine” Regulus says exasperatedly
”You’re gonna need more help than that boo”
”Do whatever, just make sure it’s not vibrant please” he says
”Yayyyy” Dorcas squeals
Dorcas works for about an hour and a half on trying to make Regulus look as slutty as she can for James but it’s hard because she doesn’t know what he likes so she just decides to make him look sexy and hope for the best. Once she’s done Reggie goes to look in the mirror.
”Wow I don’t look terrible” Regulus says in a monotone way
”Don’t give me that! You like the way you look and you can’t even deny it!”
She’s right. He can’t! He looks hot as fuck in this out fit. It’s a dark long sleeve cropped shirt with a green mesh short sleeved shirt on top. The jeans that he’s wearing now are baggier and have even more holes. They’re low rise just high enough so you don’t see his boxers but low enough to give the crop top even more stomach. He has a chain linked through the belt loops of the jeans that dangle down a bit as well. He still has the black converse on thank god. He didn’t think she’d like them. After all of that she fixed his make up to give home a smokey eye, underline his eye, and do his eyeliner that he was failing as so miserably. Maybe this won’t be so bad, he thought to himself.