Timeless

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
F/M
M/M
Multi
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Timeless
Summary
(Well. Inspired by a TikTok I saw by @jiltedloversclub and written as a birthday gift for a friend. This is part 1 (fully written), there'll eventually be a part 2 (to be written) and a Wolfstar pre-story (also tbw). Maybe Alphard will also get his own work one day, we'll see.) Sirius always used to say there were two kinds of people in this world – the ones who live, forever dying, and those who die to live a little. While it's common knowledge that no wizard ages before being touched by their soulmate, staying forever 22 until so, he had a theory that our souls do. That our souls keep ageing until they die, even if the body still remains 22. As I pulled on my gloves and my turtleneck gown, I cursed him, once again, for leaving. For being right.
Note
Hi!This may not be my first time writing fanfiction, but it is my first time posting on here so hi! I'll be probably posting this a couple of chapters at a time, we'll see how it goes, but it is actually complete pretty much actually. Even binded it for a friend. This is just part 1 tho, there will eventually be a part 2 too (I'm a jegulily shipper so yk, there will be lily in part 2 too).Anyway. I really really hope you will enjoy it!!!PS! English isn't my first language, though I think I'm fairly good with it, just keep that in mind <3
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Chapter 20

James

 

Regulus went to grab a new drink halfway through my performance and I was not going to let myself overthink the meaning it might've held. 

“So?” I asked Reg when I got back from the stage and a woman took the place I'd stood in, “How'd I do?”

He shook his head, “You know you cannot sing, right? Like, at all?

I brought my hands dramatically to my chest as if he'd physically wounded me, “How could you say that?”

It accomplished what it was meant for and pulled a laugh out of him. I could not get sick of the sound of his laugh, not ever. 

“Okay. In all seriousness, your turn to go and make a fool of yourself. Have you picked a song or do you need help, I don't know how much muggle music you know..”

“I grew up with Sirius, I know some,” he stared at the folder on the table.

“Sure, right. That was a decade ago though..”

“Right. But I picked a song so I'm fine,” he took a sip and was fidgeting with his sleeves.

“Nervous?”

No,” he stood up the moment the lady's song ended.

“Liar,” I smirked at him and watched him roll his eyes as he headed for the stage. 

 

“This park and these houses, old streets I have walked

Everything dear, will it be here”

 

He could sing. Liar. Not only was he capable of singing perfectly well, a voice like an angel and a siren had had a kid, the kind that made the whole room, if not the whole street, stop, shut up and listen. Really listen. My eyes could not look anywhere but at him and I was not sure it wasn't a siren spell. Even if it was I don't think I'd have had anything against it. He was my siren, whether or not he'd realised or accepted it, he was my sweet siren and I would do anything for this being singing on the stage. 

(Also of course he picked ABBA, 'course he did. It made the least and the most sense at the same time and it was just a very himlike thing to do.)

 

“One day when I am returning?

My friends will get married, have children and homes

It sounds so nice, well-planned and wise

Never expecting surprises”

 

“I wonder, it's frightening

Leaving now, is that the right thing?

I wonder, it scares me

But who the hell am I if I don't even try?

I'm not a coward

Oh no, I'll be strong

One chance in a lifetime

Yes I will take it, it can't go wrong”

 

“My friends and my family, this dull little town

Buses I've missed,” 

 

He skipped the line about kissing boys and I wondered why.



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