amortentia | jegulus

Chapter 1: The tragedy

TW: Homophobic slurs.

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"Can't Barty, sorry, I have potions next," Regulus said after his friend asked him to go to the kitchens with him.

"Since you've got potions with sixth year I barely see you! I'm getting bored of Martin, he's annoying," Barty complained.

The younger black was smart, everyone knew that, but he was particularly good at potions, and Slughorn said he was too good to be in fifth year level, so the teacher made him go to class with the older teenagers. This didn't upset Regulus at all, and it made his parents proud. But there was a problem, the classes were with the Gryffindors. He always tried to ignore them and stick with the older slytherins.
At first he thought that Sirius, his older brother, would be annoying him all the time with his friends but it seemed like he didn't care at all, actually, his older brother didn't even look at his direction. Regulus didn't care anyways, Sirius abandoned him. He ran away and moved in in the house of the popular, perfect, tall, funny, outgoing and annoying git, Potter.

What did everyone see in him?

Why did Sirius preferred him?

Regulus was good too, I mean he wasn't funny or the most charming person but he couldn't be that bad, could he?

"Mhm, we talk later mate, gotta go, I don't wanna be late," he responded not paying attention at what his friend said.

Regulus luckily wasn't late to class. He never was late to anywhere really. He never had a detention, or got in trouble.
He was not a prankaster like his older brother, and if he wanted to break a rule he was careful, and he never got caught.

"Hello class, today we are going to try something different," the professor started explaining, "who knows what is a Amortentia is?"

Regulus raised his hand, but he didn't do it fast enough.

"Remus Lupin" Slughorn indicated.

"Amortentia is the strongest love potion, and they say that you can smell the person you like in it," Remus answered.

Remus Lupin, Regulus didn't know much about the boy. Well, he knew that Remus and Sirius were dating. Everyone knew that. His older brother made sure everyone did, snogging in the hallways, the stairs, everywhere. A lot of people in the school didn't like it, Mulciber and Snape called them faggots, or poofs, or fairys all the time. Regulus didn't mind if Sirius liked boys. Of course he didn't say that to his mother, in front of her, Sirius was a disgusting blood traitor and a fag.

"That's right Mr. Lupin, ten points to Gryffindor," the professor said with a smile, "Now that we all know what it is, I'm gonna pair you with one of your classmates and you have to work together and make the potion with the instructions that are in the page two hundred fifty," he added.

He heard some classmates complaining about the fact that Slughorn was going to make the pairs. Regulus didn't mind, he wasn't friend with any of his potion classmates anyways.

"Peter Pettigrew with Remus Lupin. Lily Evans with Goyle," he heard the red head whisper an annoyed 'fuck'.

Slughorn kept going until Regulus heard his name,

"Regulus Black with James Potter," the professor said, "Mary MacD-,"

"Excuse me?" Regulus interrupted.

"Is there a problem Mr. Black?"

"I- No, no professor, sorry,"

Regulus couldn't believe his luck. Bad, bad, bad, bad luck. There was more than thirty people in the classroom, and he got paired with the Potter prat.

"Hi," James said with a grin, appearing out of nowhere.

"Bloody hell, don't do that you scared the shit out of me," Regulus complained exalted.

"So... how do you wanna do this mate? I was thinking about doing it in the library," James said with still that stupid, annoying grin on his face.

"First, I'm not your mate," he responded coldly, "The library sounds okay. Tomorrow, at six pm, do not be late, Potter," Regulus ordered.

"Due three weeks and four days, that's all the time you need to do it," Slughorn said before James could answer. "You can leave now," the professor added.

Regulus got up and left the classroom.

"Hey Reg, heard about the tragedy," Barty said as Regulus entered the room.

"Do not call me Reg," he answered with a straight face, "and yes, a tragedy is the perfect name for this situation. I can't believe the twat of Slughorn put me with Potter"

"That little blood traitor, muggle lover. It's shite mate. Do that potion fast or he might wash you brain or something"

"I'd hex him first," Regulus said with a playful tone of voice. But not smiling. He never smiled.

Barty chuckled. "Of course you will"