Interesting Meeting
Regulus didn’t know when Potter became James.
When the curly headed boy became more then just his brothers friend. When James became hot. When he became kind and not obsessed with Lily Evans. When James became more then the annoying gryffindor quidditch player.
But he degres. He is thinking way to much in his head. Let’s go to the beginning..
“Diablos quieres decir que estaba equivocado”
Regulus movements come to a halt. Pandora and Evan keep walking, looking back slightly but leaving him be. They must think he’s having a moment, which he is but not the usual kind.
He takes two steps back and looks at the slightly cracked cabinet door. Peter and James are standing talking in..spanish?
“James, nunca dije que estabas equivocado-”
“lo implicaste.”
Regulus' mouth dries. When did James' voice get hot? ‘It’s the way he said it stupid’
“Está bien, no quise insinuarlo.”
What are they even talking about?
“Peter.”
“James, are you done talking in spanish. You know my spanish isn't good.”
“Maybe you should’ve listened when I tried to teach it to you.”
“Don’t be mad. Just because Lily and Mary aren’t dating doesn’t mean that it won’t happen. I mean honestly have you seen the way they look at each other!”
“It’s adorable!”
“It’s honestly disgusting and they should just snog already.”
“You are so unromantic, Peter.”
“You are a hopeless romantic, James. Now can we go to dinner? I’m honestly starving.”
“Yea you go ahead I gotta go figure something out.”
“Okay then.”
Regulus flattens himself on the wall, knowing Peter’s to blind to notice him. Peter makes his way out and walks towards the Great hall. Regulus goes to walk the other direction.
“Fancy seeing you here Regulus.”
Regulus jumps and turns around to the taller boy.
“It’s the corridor.”
James raises an eyebrow, “It’s dinner.”
“Is stating the obvious your thing, Potter?”
“So rude Regulus.” The painfully cute boy flashes him with a lopsided smile (which does not make Regulus blush thank you very much.)
“What do you want, Potter?”
“You can call me by my name, do you know my name?”
“Of course I know your name.”
“Then say my name.”
“Potter.”
“It’s James,” They were now very close, too close. How did they get close? Why were they so close?
“I know that, now if you excuse me, I must get to dinner.”
James bites his lip and nods. Regulus quickly walks away, trying to put as much distance between them as he possibly can.
Okay so what the actual fuck was that?