Never ending song
The wax drips from the candle by an almost finished letter. The prince with dark curls is quickly scribbling an instruction to the boy he can’t ever love openly but is not able to let go. Meet me behind the old willow in the back of the garden after midnight. I will be waiting for you. I will always wait for you. The letter says and Regulus let’s few drops of the wax fall on the envelope and presses his silver ring to the seal.
The stars are flickering as the two students against all odds meet every night in the astronomy tower. One Lion, one Snake. And yet they fit together like they were made for each other. They fall into each other arms and it feels like coming home every time.
The wave melts into snow-white foam on the beach as a child laughs loudly with happiness looking at his two fathers building sandcastles just for him. James grins at his son. “My tower is bigger, Reg.” He teases his husband as he dumps a bucket of sand on his side of the castle.
The walls shook with the force with which James slammed the door behind him, leaving Regulus alone and cold with black ink on his forearm and a broken heart. It was inevitable. He thinks as he accepts the fate his family set for him too tired to fight anymore.
The steam comes from the coffee machine as someone calls his name. “Cold brew for Regulus.” He turns around to take his order just to see a tall boy with a spark in his eyes grinning at him. “I like your name.” The boy says as he hands Regulus the cup.
The wind is ruffling James’ hair as he examines the map spread in front of him. The goal is clear here. Another treasure to gain. To embark on the next adventure. He eyes the land they are aiming for. The Black family is supposed to rule over this area. “Rais the sails!” He commands and watches the black flag unfurl above him.
The train slowly starts moving as his brother leads him to the compartment on the train to his best friends. He doesn’t know them, and he is not sure he even wants to. Everything is new and it’s moving too fast, and Sirius doesn’t stop. Counting on Regulus to follow him even though he can’t catch his breath. Sirius opens the door and suddenly everything stops. “Oh, hello there. I’m James, James Potter.” The boy says and extends a hand towards Regulus.
The sun is shining, and two boys are lying on the grass laughing about some silly joke James made. And Regulus can’t resist. He has to kiss him. He knows he can, they were dating for a year now. But sometimes it doesn’t feel real. And he has to make sure. To feel this boy against him. James lets him, every time he lets him kiss like this. And Regulus is light. He is flying not caring if he is getting too close to the sun. He would gladly burn for this boy.
And the song goes on and on and on. Like a never-ending song. There is something tragically beautiful about these two. Because no matter the time or place, they always find each other. Drawn by inevitable fate never knowing if their story will have a happy ending. Their laughter and tears, love confessions and arguments, misunderstandings and apologies in tears, all of the feelings firmly written in the stars. The same stars that are watching them meet all over again in every lifetime.