Chapter 2
Once they got to the house, which was situated in the middle of nowhere, a mansion of sorts that Regulus had inherited from their parents since Sirius got disowned, James had quickly opened the door and ran round to the back of the van before Regulus had even unbuckled his seatbelt.
With a sigh and the roll of his eyes, Regulus climbed out of the van, almost toppling over as he landed on the pavement but regaining his balance quickly.
James grabbed all four of the bags while Regulus watches him with an unimpressed frown, “So you could hold them all, you cunt,” he glares at James before walking into the house and immediately collapsing onto the sofa.
“Who missed me?” James shrieks as he walks through the door, immediately provoking loud groans from bedroom and people sleepily coming down the stairs.
“James!” Sirius shrieks, running down the stairs and squeezing him into a hug.
“No hug for me?” Regulus yawns, positioning a pillow underneath his head.
“You want a hug, Lulu?” Sirius grins down at him, walking around the sofa with open arms.
“No thanks,” Regulus scrambles away, kicking his brother’s shin before settling back down on the armchair.
“Aw, that’s too bad. Anyway, how’d it go?”
“You gave us one fucking bed and it was definitely not worth it because it’s fucking not there!” Regulus glares at Sirius, knowing exactly what was going through head.
“And he kicked me out of the bed! So I had to sleep on the floor!” James pouts, collapsing on the armchair beside Regulus.
“Whoops, my bad,” Sirius grins before sitting down onto the sofa, smiling wider when people start coming in.
“Evans! Get your gay ass over here!” Sirius shouts, waving at the red-head getting two coffees.
“Hang yourself,” she glares at him.
“What happened?” Regulus laughs quietly at his best friend’s behaviour.
“Might have told Mary she likes her, but then again they’re dating now so,” he shrugs with a smile.
“What!” Regulus and James shout together with wide eyes, sitting up in their chairs.
“No fucking way,” Regulus gasps and smiles at Lily, “At least you got your girl!”
Lily blushes but doesn’t turn around even when James shouts, “Have you shagged yet?”
Only saying in answer, “We were before you interrupted us,” she rolls her eyes and grabs the two coffee cups and walks up to her room.
“Well, that’s something new,” James laughs, “What else happened?”
“People made bets on wether you two shagged or not, including me,”
“Pardon me?” Regulus’ eyes widen.
“Yeah,”
“We haven’t, who’d you owe?” James asks, casually, yawning.
“Marls,” Sirius grumbles, taking out a 10 pound note from his back pocket and walks out of the room.
“Well-”
”Oh, shut up, Potter, do you ever sleep, I’m dying!” Regulus grumbles, grabbing a blanket and draping it over himself, trying to get comfortable.
“Yeah but I’ve still got the adrenaline rush from stealing those stu-”
“This the part where you tell me to fuck you to sleep?” Regulus says, which causes James to laugh so hard he starts choking.
“What? I was genuinely serious!” He says with a small smile across his face.
“Bet you wish you could,”
“When will you stop thinking I want shag you?” Regulus says with a sigh.
“When you stop acting like it,”
“I don’t act like I want to shag you!”
“I don’t know, checking me out is a big clue,”
“I was checking if your arm was broken!”
“Excuses, excuses,” James tuts with a smirk.
“Go to sleep, Potter,”
“I told you, I’ve got an adrenaline rush-”
“I’m not shagging you, sleep, James,” he yawns and closes his eyes, immediately falling asleep.