why music ruins your life

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
M/M
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why music ruins your life
Summary
Regulus and James work at the same college together yet they can't seem to get along pretty well.Or just Regulus being an English professor who fell hopelessly in love with James and... didn't want to admit it. Also, hates the fact that he's a music professor?
Note
So just some heads up, in this story Harry is not James's son just his students, and also a bunch of characters like Ginny, Ron, and Hermione are students at this uni, and ik this doesn't match the timeline of anything but since when the marauders fandom was canon
All Chapters Forward

its been a long time coming but...

 

Sirius almost broke down to tears when he heard that his supposed mother (he prefers to call her deceased crazy lady from the Victorian era, had come alive. James truly wished he could help Sirius on the matter but,  if it wasn't obvious enough, James was an only child. James never understood how someone could be triggered by just hearing their parent's voices, them talking, or their faces.

When Sirius first told him he couldn't stand being in the same room with his mother, James stupidly asked why, because his mum, was the one who took care of him, and fed him food even though he said he wasn't hungry. Asked a million times if he was okay if he came home slightly sad. James didn't like talking about his mum when the topic came, to his parents. He didn't want it to sound like he was bragging about having decent parents. Or he didn't want to lie to him either. So when Sirius was blabbing about how terrible and abusive his mother was and still is, James resorts to nodding and hugging. 

Because no amount of words, could fix the wounds, physical and mental that have been caused, and been done. 

James dealt with Sirius like a friend, didn't want to invade too much of his privacy, and also didn't want him to feel alone. Regulus on the other hand had made him worry. Worried to the point he couldn't sleep. He couldn't stand the sight of Regulus crying let alone being angry. But it didn't help that Regulus was still keeping a distance from him. He couldn't help but touch his hands every time they passed in the kitchen. James fetching for a cup of tea and Regulus with his black coffee. Regulus stayed at home for a few days until the field trip. 

He had spent too much time on the balcony reading. causing him to catch a cold. Ever since Regulus heard the news of his mother he read on the balcony. James was so scared to the point he would pretend to have to go to the loo every night to check on him. 

James meanwhile made soups and pasta for Regulus. Because her mother always said, "If you are feeling down, drink something good,  eat something delicious, and get on with it". It worked most of the time. Regulus didn't seem to be feeling like looking at James. But James had caught him staring most of the time. He was staring every time Sirius told him something and he would laugh uncontrollably or when his hands fidgeted whilst playing chess or even when he got out of the shower, and towel hanging suspiciously low so he could show off his "V".

While these days James tried to keep his mind out of Regulus he just couldn't anymore. He missed him. So he did what any decent human would do, talk?

Regulus was again on the kitchen counter, making his usual morning black coffee. 

"Reggie," James started breath hitching as he smelled the scent of Regulus's delicious shampoo which he dearly missed "I- I am, I don't know. But I wish you could talk to me. Please. I need you."

Regulus shivered at the word, please. But he was too prideful to give up his little "act" a little too quickly...

"I am not Reggie," He said with a straight voice. It sounded like he was trying to convince himself as well "Don't call me that" Regulus gulped. His Adam's apple bobbed as James inched closer to him. 

James slowly caressed his cheek and tried to kiss him, Regulus leaned into him and closed his eyes even but James backed off and smirked. He fucking smirked that fucking prat. 

"Tell me, you feel nothing" James breathed heavily "And I," he whispered in his ear, his hot breath making Regulus shiver "Will walk away" James tilted his head so sexily that it made Regulus want to forgive him then, and there. 

And then, oh those puppy eyes, it look like James was an abandoned puppy looking for his mother and James was doing it on purpose and so dam well that it was working. 

"I feel," Reglus moaned making James smile harder "I feel-"

The door suddenly opened and they both jumped away from each other. 

Fuck should have kissed him, Regulus thought. Sirius ruined the perfect make up kiss. 

James was smiling through the pain clearly. As in he wouldn't stop laughing after Sirius came back home. Sirius asked what's wrong but Regulus was too lazy to make up a lie to cover it up.

 

-

 

Sunday came, and the field trip was long overdue. James and Regulus had to put on an act that they weren't trying to fuck or they hate each other to death. Regulus was good at acting but he could hide how he was such a slut for James. Even Pandora admitted it. 

They both collected the students and got on the rented bus that the uni had provided. Before James got on, Regulus called him over for some small talk, or maybe just scripting out their interactions for the day.

"Professor Potter," Regulus said in his usual cold voice.

James looked like an excited five-year-old.

"Yes, my love?"

"Professor Black to you," Regulus said trying to not look into James's eye "Do not do any funny business. I should inform you that we are watched by children"

"Oh, yes. Children." 

James only smiled, again he felt like smiling even though it hurt every time they talked. 

The bus trip was okay, James fell asleep. Regulus was listening to music. 

At nine, they finally arrived. And the long-awaited activities were just about to begin. 

When James say the list of activities he almost thought he was some primary school stuff, but because Reglus insisted on following the rules he did it anyway. They arranged the chairs in a circle and asked both the English and art students to sit down. This bunch included Harry and Ginny. Luna was here also, as she volunteered to help as a "staff" for extra points for the semester. In reality, she just wanted to meet Harry. Ginny had said enough about Harry which made him look intriguing. 

The students finally all sat, and James grabbed his guitar.  

"To start off this lovely morning," James glanced at Regulus and for the first time in what seemed like forever, Regulus smiled "I'll sing a song. Doesnt matter if you don't know the words. Sing to the tune. My mum's favorite song, 'Lamento boliviano'"

James sighed scared that no one will sing along but he grabbed his guitar anyway and gave it his best shot.

"Me quieren agitar, me incitan a gritar, soy como una roca, palabras no me tocan. Adentro hay un volcán, que pronto va a estallar, yo quiero estar tranquilo"

Regulus is singing along, he could recognize the words because some were so similar to French and Regulus was smiling so brightly that James almost got distracted. 

"Es mi situación, una desolación. Soy como un lamento, lamento boliviano, que un día empezó, y no va a terminar. Y a nadie hace daño"

Some of the students started clapping to the beat. Ginny and Luna however committed to singing along. 

Regulus was smiling quite stupidly at the sight of James. 

"Y yo estoy aquí, borracho y loco. Y mi corazón idiota, siempre brillará"

At those words, James looked over at Regulus and winked. Causing him to grow red.

Ginny and Luna saw it so clearly that they started laughing while singing. Harry was quite excited to see his most hated teacher being embarrassed. 

Regulus felt like he fell for James for a second time. That feeling when you have a crush, that excitement, the loving eyes you give admiring a simple human being that for you he's so special and different from everyone else that causes that butterfly feeling in your stomach. 

"Y yo te amaré, te amaré por siempre. Nena, no te peines en la cama, que los viajantes se van a atrasar"  

With the last verse song James finished on a hard stoke on the guitar and bowed to the crowds, gaining some claps from the students and even infamous Professor Black.

"Didn't know you could sing well, Potter" Regulus started sarcastically, tucking his curls like a little girl. 

"Well, I didn't know you were capable of compliments. What a rare occasion!" James responded, that knowing smirk that Regulus wanted to punch him or snog him. Equally arousing.

Regulus's smile turned into his usual dead fish eyes and hurried the other students to breakfast. 

Breakfast went well in James's belief as he and Regulus were too busy serving tea, coffee, and crackers to the students that time went on faster than usual. After breakfast, they went outside to play a so-called hunting game.

"Gather around everybody, we shall play a hunting game!" James shouted and the students gathered around.

All the students stood as Regulus began explaining the rules.

Regulus coughed and glared at James, Regulus knew that James was gonna make his day harder. Because, well the students preferred to hear James talking than Regulus "Okay, so here's how it's gonna be. You shall separate yourselves into groups of six. Im gonna give you these images, and each group is gonna find five more of the same picture. The pictures are scattered around the field. Got it?"

The pictures are what looked like different time period globes and maps. 

Ginny had a weird feeling it was gonna be philosophical. Obviously Ginny and Harry were on the same team. They originally wanted Luna to be in their team as well but she was the one to give clues on the hiding spots of each image. 

"Okay! You can start looking now!" James declared, and the students all ran to Luna for clues. Whilst James and Regulus stood aside. 

Regulus looked at James, then his wrist and grabbed it harshly, and went behind one of the bigger trees. 

"What is it, Professor Black? Is there anything that I could help you, or is it I'm so irresistible that you want to kiss me in front of your students to declare yourself that you have fallen for the very hot James that you swore you hated?" James tilted his head and waited for an answer but didn't quite get one exactly.

"Shut up."

"Make me."

Regulus first smiled then slapped him so hard James's glasses fell.

"What was that for?" James asked, rubbing his cheek to rub the pain away.

"For flirting with other people," Regulus started, then leaned in a grabbed his tie. He whispered in his ear "And this is how I'm gonna makeup for it"

He grabbed his tie forcefully and kissed him so hard that James moaned in his mouth.

"You," James said between harsh burning kisses "Are such a slut"

"Hm, what did you say?" Regulus grabbed his crotch so harshly that James whimpered even louder. 

"My slut, come here" 

Both Regulus and James looked like two foul beasts who haven't eaten for months. 

"Im yours, then?" Regulus panted and broke away from the kiss, James made a noise that sounded like a baby being taken away from his favorite toy.

James parted his lips with his thumb and his eyes darkened at how Regulus wanted to suck one of his fingers.

"Always,  mine."

 

 

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