Déjà vu
Once they arrived, Sirius parked the car and took his bag out from the trunk. Remus and Regulus got out of the car and looked up to see a huge white jet. Remus eyed Regulus and widened his eyes from the sight in front of him.
“Alright, team! Let’s go!” Sirius led them to the steps, leading up to the jets door. He opened the door and walked into the jet, with Remus and Regulus lagging behind him. The jet was absolutely beautiful inside, and very spacious.
“So, I promised Reggie that you guys could have your own little area because he’s such a party pooper!” Sirius spoke and rolled his eyes. He walked forward motioning them to follow him, and opened a tan door that lead to a hallway. At the end of the narrow hallway, there was another tan door that led to another room. “I know it’s a little small, but-“
“Holy, shit.” Remus whispered.
Sirius snapped his head up to look at Remus and smiled a bit.
“This room alone is practically bigger than our entire apartment.” Remus spoke.
Sirius giggled a little and stepped aside to let Regulus and Remus in the room. “You guys can stay in here! There’s drinks, and seats, and food! If you need anything else just call me and I’ll have someone get it for you,” Sirius turned to look at Remus, “or I mean, you could also come to find me too! I’ll just be two rooms over!”
Sirius kept his eyes lingering on Remus, a little longer than he was meant to. He cleared his throat and dipped his head to hide the blush that was creeping into his very pale cheeks. “Well, the others will be here soon.” And with that, Sirius left the room in a hurry, almost tripping.
“What the hell just happened with him?” Regulus asked.
“Don’t ask me.” Remus shrugged and walked over to sit on a chair.
Remus and Regulus were sitting in the room for almost twenty minutes until Sirius came barging in again. “We are going to be taking off in about five minutes!” Sirius said, and then quickly shut the door again before they could even respond.
“What the hell?” Remus looked at Regulus and laughed. “What has gotten into him?”
“I think you make him nervous.” Regulus said with a wink.
“Bullshit.” Remus threw a pillow at Regulus and giggled.
“I’ll be back, I’m going to find the bathroom.” Regulus announced, and opened the tan door that led to the hallway. He pulled out his phone to check the time, but saw a few missed texts from Lily and Dorcas asking if they’re okay, and if they have gotten picked up yet. Regulus responded to both of them, telling them that both him and Remus were definitely okay, and they would be taking off in a few minutes.
Regulus stopped walking when he saw another pair of feet below him. He looked up from his phone and his worst possible nightmare came true. Seeing James Potter, once again.
James smiled deviously, “I’m getting déjà vu, right now!” He gestured around the hallway, where they stood.
“Goodbye, James.”
“Oh, come on Reggie! Why are you leaving me so fast?”
Regulus looked around the hallway, then met his eyes. “Why are you so-“ He stopped himself and took a deep breath.
“So what? Charming? Irresistible? Fit? Beautiful? Funny? Breathtaking? Flawless?”
“Vexatious.”
James spoke flirtatiously, “Oooh yeah, Reggie. Call me that again, please!”
Regulus rolled his eyes and tried pushing past James. “Why are you even here?”
James put his hand to his heart, and sighed. “Reggie, your words cut deep.”
“Yeah, whatever.”
“Well, I’m here because last time I checked this is my jet.” James stated, but spoke more like it was a question.
“Mhm,” Regulus hummed, and once again tried pushing past James, but this time James stepped in front of him.
“Better question is, why are you here?” James asked grinning.
“Wouldn’t you like to know.”
“I do. I really do, that is why I’m asking.”
“Well, who says you deserve to know?” Regulus spoke. He was now inches away from James’ face, their noses almost touching. “I think you deserve nothing.” Regulus whispered, dangerously close to James’ mouth.
James’ now wide eyes, looked between Regulus’ eyes and lips, too nervous to even see straight. James didn’t know what to do, or how to act with Regulus this close to him. He felt like he could barely breath when he was around Regulus, never mind inches away from his lips. James felt like he was floating, or in a dream, or maybe both. He swallowed hard, but tried keeping his eyes on Regulus’ the whole time, trying hard not to look at his lips for the millionth time. Although, he was definitely failing at that part.
James took a breath in, about to break the silence before Regulus pushed past him and stormed off.
What in the hell just happened? James thought.
He was now left to stand there for a minute or two, embracing the utter confusion to whatever just went down. He stared at the spot where Regulus was just standing, face to face with James. Now, the spot in front of him seemed colder than before, and so did James. He needed, wanted, yearned for Regulus to be near him again, to feel the warmth of his breath on his face once again.
(The French Sluts)
Reggie: UGHHHH
Dora: ?
Reggie: This is so frustrating
Reggie: I hate my life
Barty: 👀
Evan: Can we get a little context?
Reggie: No.
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Regulus shut his phone off and exited the bathroom to find James standing right in front of him.
“The fuck?” Regulus yelled in surprise.
“Hi!”
“You don’t quit do you?” Regulus asked, purposely bumped into James’ shoulder while walking past him trying his best to get back to Remus. He never wanted anything to do with this situation in the first place.
“Why are you always trying to run away from me, Reggie!”
Regulus didn’t have to turn around to know James had a big smile plastered on his face. He gets too much joy bothering him apparently.
Regulus kept waking like he heard nothing.
“I really like your shoes.” James blurted out.
This made Regulus turn around slowly, and look at him confused, trying hard to hide his smile from how awkward James was suddenly being.
“What?”
“Well, they just look really cool! Plus, they kinda match mine.” James grinned.
“James, my shoes are green and yours are red. How on Earth do they match?”
“I don’t know!” James laughed quietly. “Well, for starters they’re both converses, which are really cool shoes by the way, they are both the high top ones. And, I don’t know, I always felt like red and green kind of match, and blend together. They just go together, I guess.”
“So, you’re saying we just go together then?” Regulus rolled his eyes.
“I mean, your words, not mine!” James smirked and laughed.
“You’re an idiot.”
“You don’t really believe that.”
“I very much do, James Potter. Your idiotic tendencies are always haunting me.”
“Well, at least you’re thinking of me in that pretty little head of yours.”
“Yeah right, in your dreams.”
“Oh, Reggie. You already know you are. But, I’m afraid I can’t disclose which types of dreams. That would be too embarrassing.” James winked playfully as he skipped away. Regulus couldn’t help the smile that crept onto his lips.
A rosey color invaded his cheeks as he smiled. He took a deep breath, trying to ground himself and stop his head from spinning. He took out his phone and typed.
(The French Sluts)
Reggie: I’m so fucked.