The Gryffindors roared as Frank Longbottom scored another goal. It was the last game of the year, the game that would determine whether Slytherin or Gryffindor win the Quidditch Cup, which explained everyone’s excitement about it.
“Potter dodges Avery and Lance. He’s getting closer to the Slytherin hoops. Clarence sends a bludger his way but it’s stopped and sent back by beater Black! McKinnon sends the other bludger towards Lance and knocks her off of her broom. Now the only thing that’s standing in between Potter and scoring is the Slytherin keeper, Vane.”
James stretched his arm out and threw the quaffle, which managed to go right through the middle hoop as if Vane wasn’t even there. The Gryffindors roared up again as Mary McDonald announced the score.
“150 Points-Gryffindor, 110 points-Slytherin. Slytherin can still catch up to Gryffindor and- Gryffindor seeker Williams makes a sharp dive! It looks like she just spotted the snitch!”
James looked over and saw Annabelle ‘Anna’ Williams making the said dive. Regulus was just on her tail. He was close, yet Anna was closer. James knew that unless a miracle happened, Anna would catch the snitch.
He was proud of the seeker he had chosen, Anna was talented and that was putting it lightly. Some people might even say she was gifted and, honestly, James would agree with them. James knew that once she became a seventh year, she would be getting offers from international teams, such as Puddlemore United or Holyhead Harpies.
They were gonna win. But James wasn’t exactly sure about how to feel about that.
They would win but Slytherin would lose. Regulus would lose. And James knew just how much his boyfriend wanted to win the cup that year. It was the first year Regulus was officially a part of the team instead of a simple substitute.
James was just thinking of how to cheer Regulus after the game when the mentioned miracle happened.
Regulus Black, as in James’ precious boyfriend who had no sense of self-preservation, jumped, literally, to death. Meaning: towards the ground. As if being in a dive at full speed wasn’t dangerous enough for him. It was such a Gryffindor move, but that move gave Regulus the inch and the second he needed to catch the snitch before Anna could close her hand around the little, winged, golden ball.
Regulus caught the snitch!
But now he was free falling.
And the ground wasn’t all that far away.
James made a move to attempt a dive; but before he could, Regulus already had his wand in his hand and was calling his broom with an accio. In less than three seconds, Regulus’ broom was back in his space, and he wasted no time getting on it.
Mary announced Slytherin’s winning as Regulus made a victory flight across the pitch with one hand gripping his broom and the other one holding the snitch.
James started breathing again when Regulus gave him a cheeky smile. Though his hands were still trembling a little. What if Regulus hadn’t been fast enough?
“Hey.” Regulus flew towards him.
“You scared the living shit out of me, you asshole. Hi.”
“Yeah, well, you do that to me all the damn time. We’re not even close to being even yet.”
James sighed a suffering sigh as Regulus came even closer to him.
“You remember our agreement?”
James and Regulus had made and agreement about a week before the match. They had been sick of having a secret relationship. The idea had been James’. They would kiss at the end of the quidditch match, in front of the whole school. Regulus, at first, had laughed and brushed it off as a joke. But then he had thought ‘Why the hell not?’ and agreed.
“Yes.”
“Are you still on board?”
James gave a smirk of his own. “Yes.”
Regulus beamed at him and flew right next to him. He sat side-ways on his broom and turned towards his boyfriend. Then James went a little lower with his broom and stood on it. He put his hands on either side of Regulus, trapping him there.
“Are you ready, Reggie?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be Jamie.” Regulus gave a smirk of himself before leaning in, his free hand coming up to rest on James’ cheek.
The still cheering Slytherins went quiet and every student and professor in the pitch turned to stare at James and Regulus. There were wolf whistles, though they were hardly heard.
James vaguely registered Remus yelling ‘What the ever-loving fuck?!’ into the microphone from next to Mary and McGonagall’s ‘Mr. Lupin! Language!”. Then cheers erupted.
He pulled away a little to see Regulus looking at him with a cute blush on his cheeks and a lovesick smile on his kiss swollen lips. James put his forehead against Regulus’ and sighed deeply.
“You know, you really scared me. I thought you were gonna fall. For real. I almost dived.”
Regulus’ breath hitched.
“I’m sorry. I just really didn’t want to lose the cup.”
“What if the broom didn’t come to you as fast as it did?”
“Then I would’ve cast an ‘Arresto Momentum’.”
“Still. Things could’ve gone really wrong. Please never do this again.”
“I promise.”
“No, you don’t.” James had a tired, suffering smile on his face which Regulus snorted at.
“James Fleamont Potter! Regulus Arcturus Black!”
“Oh shit.”
“Oh fuck.”
A fuming Sirius Black was flying a couple meters away from the couple and glaring daggers at them. The pitch, once more, went silent.
“How dare you?!”
Both boys had been scared about what would Sirius do once he learned their relationship and had considered telling him sometime before the match. But when it came to it, neither of them had been brave enough to tell the drama queen of a Gryffindor, the truth.
“Sirius please-” James started but Sirius wasn’t having it.
“How dare you?! How dare you put your hands on him?!”
The boys’ guilty silence angered Sirius even more.
“Answer me, both of you!”
“Both of us?” Regulus asked.
“Yes! James, how dare you put your hands on my sweet, innocent, little brother?! And Regulus, how dare you put your hands on my goofy, troublemaker, idiot of a best friend?!”
Right at that moment, James and Regulus realized that, even though Sirius was probably a little sad and mad because they hid their relationship from him, he was yelling at them in mock anger, just for the show of it.
Twin snorts rose from the couple and it cause a smirk to appear on Sirius’ face.
“Fly down. Now. So that I can hug and punch you.”
The couple did as they were told and Sirius did as he had said. He first punched James in the stomach and Regulus at his arm, and then tackled them to ground in a big, violent hug.
“You know that I’m happy for you two, right?”
“Yeah Padfoot, we do.”
“And that I’m pretty damn mad that you assholes have been shagging behind my back?”
“That too, Siri.”
“How long has this been going on anyways?”
“Since last year.” James answered and Sirius went very still. Then, three seconds later, “What?! This has been going on for over a year and you two didn’t tell me?!”
James and Regulus pushed Sirius off of themselves and started running for their lives.
“I can’t believe you James! Why would you tell him the truth?!”
“I don’t know, I wasn’t thinking!”
“When are you ever?!”
Laughter erupted in the pitch and the three boys kept running until they were too tired to move a single muscle.