JAMES!!!! , Hernia and a flask with something other than coffee.
"JAMES!!" Yelled Sirius from the top of the stairs. James currently had a bunch of random crap in his hands, untied red converse with very and I mean very dirty shoelaces. "what the fuck do you actually need from me?"
"Language." Said Fleamont Potter, walking to the car, with a chipper expression. James' hair was practically sticking up in stress now, gripping the plant pot in one of his hands tightly.
"Do I take Ziggy Stardust or David Bowie, the album not the cardboard cut out?" Sirius asked, quite literally stressed on the matter.
"For Christ's sake take both I'm in a hurry." James ran up the stairs t his room, quickly shoving stuff in his luggage. Regulus was standing at the door frame, a Cheshire-cat like smile on his face. "Struggling to pack now are we?"
"James whipped his head round, startled by the boy. Regulus arched a brow at him as if he was stupid for not knowing he came. "You can put an organizing charm on the luggage you know while your at school to prevent such stress. I did it in 1st year."
"Thanks for the very useless piece of advice as of now. Regulus rolled his eyes, pulling his luggage downstairs. He walked to the stairs, picking it up but squealing at how heavy it was.
"Need and help Reggie?" Asked Euphemia from the corridor, ready to help.
"If its not a burden." He said, placing the luggage down until Euphemia came and helped him down. "Thank you Effie." He then rolled his suitcase to the car, where Fleamont helped him put it in the enchanted trunk. He then hopped in the back, putting on his headphones and taking a sip from his metal flask. He spent the next five minutes sitting there, reading his book.
"The Picture of Dorian Gray huh?" James asked, climbing into the car. Regulus pulled of his headphones. "Yeah. Its a good book." Regulus said, looking at James. His curls looked a bit flatter than before and he looked generally a bit calmer. He sat down next to Regulus, his thigh brushing against his making Regulus go slightly red. Sirius came in a few minutes later, carrying a care bear stuffed animal. Regulus smiled, showing him his keychain making Sirius smile like a toddler. James pulled out his own headphones and placed them around his neck. Regulus took another sip of his flask.
"Whats in that flask?" Asked James, sort of thirsty. Regulus handed it to him with a straight face and simply said, "Try it." James looked at him suspiciously before taking a sip. His nose scrunched at the taste. "I know this isn't coffee so what is it?"
"Coffee, sugar and whiskey." Said Regulus. James gave him a pointed look. "At 10 in the morning? Are you an alcoholic?"
"I never said I had good habits but I'm not an alcoholic." Regulus replied, putting his headphones back on, making his green knitted jumper slide down his arms.
"Can I have a sip?" Asked Sirius.
Sorry for the short chapter I'll post later today :)