Nightmares, reassuring back rubs and paper rings.
"YOU ARE A COMPLETE EMBARRASMENT TO THE NOBLE AND MOST ANCIENT HOUSE OF BLACK!" Screeched his mother, strengthening the cruciatus curse on him. He whimpered in agony, tears streaming down his cheeks. "YOU ARE A FAG!" His father yelled cutting up his bisexual flag to pieces. "YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR NO GOOD BROTHER!" They both screamed, laughing as he screamed in pain.
Regulus gasped, forcing air into his heavily breathing lungs. He was sweating, tears streaming down his face. His curls were sticking to his forehead from sweat. "Are you ok?" James was at the door frame, standing in his star patterned pyjamas and a torch which was pointing to the floor illuminating his unicorn slippers.(Yes James Potter had unicorn slippers. He got them for Christmas from Sirius who has matching ones.) Regulus nodded, sipping the glass of water from his bedside cabinet while tears still streamed down his face. "You're lying to me." Said James, not in a harsh way but more of a soft way. "W-w -what a-are y-y you doing walking a-a aroun-ned at this t-time?" His breathing was making him talk with gaps. "I needed to pee I had to much ie peach- I mean beer. I had to much beer." James turned a shade of red at his mishap. "Now, do you wanna talk about it?" Asked James, sitting down on his bed. Regulus, without any thought, dug his face into James' chest sobbing into his chest. James was taken by surprise completely for a few seconds before starting to rub reassuring circles on his back. "Do you want to go get tea downstairs?" Asked James softly. "We can talk in the kitchen if you want." Regulus nodded against his chest, moving his head away as James helped him up off the bed. They walked down the corridor to the stairs. "Want to get Sirius?"
"No, h-he should get h-his sleep." whispered Regulus. James nodded as they walked down the stairs to the kitchen.
"What kind of tea do you want?" He asked, taking out a few boxes.
"Peach please." Regulus asked, wiping his eyes with one of the tissues James gave him.
James poured the water into the mugs, the tea bags floating up to the top. "Sugar, Ice?" Asked James, getting out the ice from the fridge and putting 2 ice cubes in his own tea.
"Ice please." James popped 2 ice cubes in Regulus' tea. He picked up the mugs and placed them down on the table. He sat down next to Regulus and looked at him. His hands were shaking slightly, making the rings quietly tap on the table.
Regulus looked at James, his eyes still very glossy. "I had a nightmare." Gosh you sound childish. James looked empathetic. He tilted his head slightly.
"What was it about?" Asked James softly, sipping his tea slowly. He quietly opened a packet of shortbread cookies and placed it between them.
"My parents were yelling at me like they did at Sirius. It was so real it seemed like a memory. It was terrifying. They called me something bad. They called me a fag." Regulus was no longer breathing with a struggle but was sniffling slightly. James looked very sorry for him. "Sirius told me you didn't see him leave." Said James, slightly confused.
"I was there. I sat on the top of the stairs holding the rails like a little child, peaking my head between the gaps. The last time I had a panic attack like this was that night. That night I didn't sleep."
James' eyes were filled with tears as it him how sad their childhood really was. "How did you decide to leave?"
"When I was supposed to get the dark mark. I ran away the night before, so tonight." Regulus wiped his eyes again. No matter how said Regulus was his face was beautiful and James really admired that. Regulus looked at James and james looked at Regulus. Regulus leaned in slightly and so did James, until eventually they closed it. The kiss was soft, and barely deep but it was heart warming. Regulus was the first to pull away, no matter how much he didn't want too. He turned to his tea, not wanting to look at James' flustered face in case he regretted it.
"We should go to bed." Said James. Regulus whipped his head around from his tea, his eyebrows raised and his eyes wide.
"NOT LIKE THAT GEEZ!" Defended James, "I meant sleep."
"Can you blame me I'm friends with Barty Crouch Jr, the literal slut of Slytherin house." Retorted Regulus.
"I'm friends with Remus Lupin the literal Casanova of Gryffindor tower."
"Fair point." Said Regulus finishing his tea.
James stood up, picking up the mugs and carrying them to the sink. Regulus tood up to and followed James upstairs to the corridor of the bedrooms.
"Hey if you ever need me I'm here." Said James when they were walking up the stairs.
"Thank you very much."
"Goodnight." Said Regulus.
"Goodnight and just so you know I'm open to doing what you wanted to do before;)"
"Are you sure Remus is the Casanova or you?" Asked Regulus wih an eyebrow raised.
"It could be both of us." He smiled. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight whore."
James gasped and placed a hand over his heart. "How could you?"
Regulus rolled his eyes and walked into his bedroom. This time he lit some candles so it wouldn't be so dark if he had a nightmare again. He lay down in his bed and just thought. Does he like me back or is he just a whore? What if he actually likes me? His kissing is really good. His lips are so soft.
James was thinking very similar things. He is so cute. He is so pretty. I would marry him with paper rings. He wrapped his hand around a necklace which he made in his third year. The necklace was 2 paper rings on a piece of yarn. On one of the rings were the letters J.F.P (James Fleamont Potter) and on the other was R.A.P (Regulus Arcturus Potter) which according to James would be his last name one day.