I’ve got you
ℜ𝔢𝔤𝔲𝔩𝔲𝔰:
Regulus watched James leave and let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding.
James could speak French, gosh .
And he sounded damn hot speaking it.
He had called Regulus pretty.
He looked panicked after that.
He had also mentioned that he wouldn’t mind dying, which Regulus was really worried about
Why the fuck had so much happened.
“He called Reg pretty, right?” asked Barty
“Yup” answered Evan
“Oh good someone else heard it too, i thought i hallucinated” Barty said looking at Evan and slightly shaking his head
“Can we forget about that, please?” asked Pandora
“Why?” asked Dorcas, “he might lik-”
“Yes, we can.” Dorcas was unable to finish whatever she was saying she was cut off by Regulus’ sharp words and pointed stare.
Regulus didn’t know why Pandora wanted them to forget that but Regulus had come to know that Pandora and James were quite close and to trust her, especially after The Basket Incident as it now existed in Regulus’ brain.
“We have class, '' Regulus muttered as he left the class room.
He really needed to gather his thoughts before heading towards the charms classroom.
He was doing just that before he was suddenly pulled to the side and in front of him stood none other than Peter Pettigrew.
What the actual fuck is going on today?
“Hi…?” says Regulus unsurely.
What are you supposed to say to your crush’s best friend who is practically his brother?
Hi was probably not a suitable greeting.
He should’ve-
He is overthinking this, definitely.
“Regulus.” a cold voice brings him out of his thoughts.
Out of all the marauders, Peter always seemed the softest. Someone who doesn't get mad easily, that doesn't mean that Regulus has never seen him mad, because he has.
But this is something else, a vein of Peter’s is showing on his temple, his lips are pulled into a thin line and his eyes are hard .
What did Regulus even do to get someone this mad? He thinks about everything that he did today.
Nothing .
But if he’s going to be threatened – which is what he thinks is happening – he’s not going down without a fight.
Regulus reaches down to his pocket to grab his wand and is surprised to find it empty. He looks up at Peter who is twirling Regulus’ wand in his hand, a lazy smirk dancing on his face. Regulus’ lips part in surprise.
“I'm not gonna hurt you” he says handing Regulus’ wand back, “i just want to talk about James”
“James?” asked Regulus, he couldn’t know, no.
“Look, i meant to come to you before but i could not, i have no ill intentions towards you but I am aware of what you said to James when he found you the other night-” oh no , “-and he might have smiled through it all but it hurt him but he won’t ever tell you, this is a warning Regulus. If you ever hurt him, ever , i will make sure you suffer and he might hate me for it but i can and i will do it for him ”
“I’m not going to hurt him, not willingly at least” Regulus hastily said, taking the chance to speak when Peter took in a deep breath.
“I know you won’t, but better safe than sorry eh? don’t do anything that will get either of you hurt”
“I won't” agreed Regulus
“Have fun tonight” Peter said before walking away, smirking playfully. He definitely knew something.
James, it seemed, himself didn’t care whether he was treated right fully or not, and wouldn’t tell you if he is hurt or not but he has people who will kill anyone who tries to harm James even in the slightest.
At the moment all Regulus can do is be thankful that it wasn’t Sirius who came, had it been him Regulus would not have walked away without wounds, whether they be emotional, mental or physical.
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𝔖𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔲𝔰:
“Did you just win the lottery or something?” asks Sirius
James had arrived into the classroom with a smile on his face, and it wasn’t his usual smile this one seemed different, it seemed genuine.
But that would mean that his other smiles are not genuine, and that's something that Sirius doesn’t like thinking about.
This smile of James’ is hard to come by, it only arrives when they’re alone or if something particularly nice has happened.
Sirius likes seeing this smile on their best friend’s face more than anything, because if James smiles the Sun burns brighter and when James cries the Sun dims and what happens when the Sun dims? It gets dark and people are unable to see hence causing them to be led astray.
James is someone who is not only a pillar to his friends but to the world as well.
Plenty of times Sirius has found themselves wishing that James was a pillar like that to himself too, but while James is busy being there for others and taking the weight of their problems on his shoulders, Sirius will do the same for him.
★☆★
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𝔍𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔰:
James has been ecstatic all day long, finding himself looking forward to meeting Regulus at the end of the day.
Every time he thinks of the possibilities of what might happen, a dopey smile comes across his lips.
And a part of him can’t help but hope that Regulus might be doing the same but he knows otherwise. He has Regulus’ friendship – he thinks – and that's enough for him.
He hears him stomach borborygmic [ a/n i just found out about this word, the sound that you stomach makes when ur hungry (rumbling) :D ] as he had to skip dinner to go and braid Sirius hair because,
-“Prongs, how DARE you think that I'll go with this monstrosity?”-
- “Maybe you should’ve thought about that before playing tonsil hockey with Moony”-
- “But Jaaaameeessss”-
They had whined with puppy eyes, Sirius’ puppy eyes should be illegal.
In the end James had tied their hair into a Dutch braid and their smile had been worth missing dinner.
And the pillow fight that followed had been worth even more
James arrived at the quidditch pitch, surprised to see that Regulus had already arrived.
As he takes in Regulus’ appearance his breath catches, he’s wearing a blue shirt – or that what James thinks it is it might be purple – with grey sweatpants – or they could be pink but James doubts that Regulus would wear those – and he looks absolutely stunning in them.
“Hello Reggie”
“Hello Jamie ” replies Regulus and James could swear that his heart stopped.
James can feel his face heat up and tries desperately to contain his blush.
“You didn’t eat” states Regulus plainly.
“Pardon?” goes James, ever so eloquently
“You… weren't… at… dinner” he said slowly as though he was explaining something to a baby.
“Jesus! I'm not a 2 year old” said James, though even he himself doubted that.
“You sure?” asks Regulus as his lips quirk the tiniest bit upwards, causing James to grin. “Also Jesus?”
“Muggle Merlin” explains James. He watches in awe as Regulus' nose does that thing in which it scrunches the tiniest bit upwards from the left side of his face causing his left eye to scrunch a bit as well which makes the little brown mark beneath his left eye wrinkle and he just looks so adorable.
For what seems like an eternity but can't be more than a handful of seconds they look at each other in a compatible silence before Regulus breaks it.
“I umm thought that you may be hungry so i brought you-” he breaks his sentence off as he reaches into his pockets to take something out. “Ah there it is” he says, seemingly having found it, “i brought you a sandwich”
Oh
Oh
Oh Merlin
Does he have any idea what that does to James? No, of course he doesn't.
It makes James absolutely swoon , and it gives his heart false, false, false , hope.
But what do we have besides hope in this world after all?
If hopeless we’re all in pain.
“You didn’t have to”
Regulus frowns, “yes i did”
Now James has no idea why but he leans forwards and lowly murmurs, “aww you care about me, Reggie”
Regulus looks at him, eyes wide and lips slightly parted.
Hope.
False hope.
James pulls back and smiles lightly, a small yet genuine smile, one that only Regulus can get him to do.
“Is the great and mighty Regulus Arcturus Black a softie under that cold grey mask” asks James squinting his eyes at him.
“Oh shut it Potter,” says Regulus, shoving James’ shoulder, “I got two so you don't eat it alone and feel weird, one is bacon and cheese the other is a turkey sandwich, which do you want?” he says holding out both of them
“Which ever you don’t” replies James
“That's not fair you have to choose” complains Regulus
“Well I think that it is fair” replies James easily.
“Well I think that you’re an arse” mutters Regulus as he cuts both sandwiches in half with a spell and hands them to James.
“And arse? You wound me Reggie” James says dramatically sitting down.
“I still haven’t forgiven you for the lilac streaks, Jamie”
James wonders how many times Regulus would have to call him ‘ Jamie’ for James’ heart to stop racing at hearing it.
James doesn’t know what the fuck is up with him today, perhaps he’s had a good day or perhaps its because they’re both in a good mood or perhaps its because they’re both alone but something prompts James to do what he does next, maybe he’s grown a braver bone but he reaches forward and tucks one of Regulus’ curls behind his ear and murmurs breathily, “i wasn’t lying before, you look beautiful”
He hears Regulus gasp, and that’s enough for him he supposes, so he moves back and sits down to eat.
James taps the spot next to him, where Regulus sits keeping an adequate distance between them.
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“Absolutely not James”
“Please Reggie, i won’t let you fall i promise”
“I will not stand on my broom no matter what you say”
They had been flying and practising for quite a while when James suggested that they do a trick, one which he taught Sirius too.
“Regulus just once, think about it” he started to explain, desperately trying to get Regulus to agree, “it’s more for your benefit than mine-” James chanced a look towards Regulus who had an expectant eyebrow raised, “-you’re a seeker you could really use this”
Regulus seemed to be cautiously deliberating his decision before he finally let out a resigned sigh, “fine” he muttered and James was over the moon.
Regulus rode his broom closer to James.
Throughout all of their practice James had been carefully spectating Regulus, and needless to say James was absolutely mesmerised with the Regulus rode his broom, his utter elegance.
The way his curls seemed to come into eyes, the way he’d reach up after a while to push them back and how his eyes shone everytime he got a trick right and the childish gleam in his eyes when he caught the snitch.
His smile when he caught the snitch, a smile which would show his canines, so sharp that one could believe that he was a vampire.
But most of all James loved his eyes, how they shone like cats in the dark, so bright that they could outshine the moon as well as every star in the sky.
James held out his hand, “hold on to my hand” he said.
If Regulus noticed the way James’ breath caught he didn’t say anything.
James tried not to think of the way Regulus' hand fit so perfectly in his and instead focused on getting him to stand and balance on his broom.
“I’ll stand up first than you, ok Reggie?”
Regulus nodded as James stood up.
James bent forwards a bit and held out his other hand which Regulus promptly took.
Slowly James bent backwards, standing up straight and pulling Regulus up with him.
“Please don’t let me fall Jamie”
“I won’t” James reassures Regulus, lightly squeezing his hands, does he know that James would rather stab himself than let Regulus fall.
Soon they’re both standing upright on their brooms. James slowly lets go of Regulus’ hand and looks up at him.
Regulus looks heavenly and he’s grinning .
And then he’s falling forward.
Within less than a second, and without thinking twice James quickly wraps his arms around Regulus’ waist and as the momentum pushes James backwards he hooks both of his legs on his broom and is now hanging upside down, one hand on Regulus’ lower back and the other on his head.
For as much as Sirius and Regulus say that they’re not even the tiniest bit alike, they’re very wrong.
But Sirius screamed so at least Regulus isn’t doing that.
“I’ve got you, you’re not falling dont worry” murmurs James.
“Ohh i hate you so much Jamie, i gonna kill you”
“I think that out of the both of us I am in a position to kill you, i could just drop you you know” says James, not raising his voice as he slowly loses his grip around Regulus.
In an instant Regulus’ arms are around James’ waist, holding tight, “no no please”
James chuckles softly, “unfortunately, I really do want you to live.” he says and then slowly begins to loosen his grip on Regulus’ back, “i need you to hold on tightly as i pull us upright”
He feels Regulus nod against his shoulder.
With practicable ease, James pulls himself and Regulus up and then slowly brings them to the ground.
Throughout it all Regulus had been wrapped around James like a koala and he is definitely not complaining.
They both get off the broom and stand on the ground.
“Sooo… should I run, or have you changed your mind?” James asks, grinning.
Regulus lets out a shaky laugh, “That was exhilarating, let’s do it again” he says the last part extremely excited and James notices that his mouth curves differently and his eyes crinkle differently too when he is really excited for something.
“Sure?” asks James
“ Merlin, yes!” exclaims Regulus
Cute thinks James
In this way he is different from Sirius because as soon as he had brought them down, Sirius had started to chase James who then had to avoid them for the entire day so that he didn’t die a horrible death.
But Regulus immediately wanted to feel the same thrill again.
And James can't find it in himself to mind it.
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