THE SCARS ON MY BODY ● JEGULUS |MARAUDERS|

✹TWENTY ONE✹

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✹ He'd never stopped 

liking James,

that was impossible, 

but he'd tried 

to forget ✹

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Cursing under his breath, Regulus ripped the page out of his sketchbook and scrunched it up. He threw it across the room, watching as it just about missed the bin.

"You really need to stop stressing, Reg." Milo yawned, pulling up on his elbows to get a better view of the restless boy.

"Yeah, I know." He muttered, closing the book and chucking it down to the end of his bed.

He stared out into the pitch black room, the only sounds being the light snores of the Chambers twins. Milo climbed out of Humphrey's bed, gingerly, and made his way over to sit with Regulus.

"We've got class tomorrow." He reminded him, sitting against the wall.

"Today, actually. It's 2am." Milo hummed in response.

"What were you trying to draw?"

"Potter." He nodded, understanding that he was only going to get one word answers to his questions.

"Jealous of him and MacDonald?"

"You could say that."

"You gonna tell him?"

"Nope, can't." Shuffling could be heard from the floor next to Humphrey's bed.

"Sleep Reg, he's not worth it. This is a sleepover, sleepovers are supposed to be fun." Bailey whispered, causing him to sigh. He looked over at his bedside table. James' letter sat there, completely unopened, staring back at him. He should have opened it, but he didn't want to. 

"Sure. G'night." Milo sat still, watching him for a little longer. He seemed to be thinking very carefully about something, probably wondering if there was anything he could say to help. There wasn't.

"Night, Reg." Were the only two words he had managed to say before making his way back to his boyfriend's bed for the rest of the night. Humphrey slept like a rock, not even flinching as Milo got into the bed and wrapped his arms around his waist.

He should've gone to sleep, it would have stopped him from all the thoughts of which raced around his head for the remains of the night. But he couldn't. No matter how long he led there in the dark, sleep refused to come. And so he didn't sleep at all that night, sitting up with a groan as light seeped through the closed curtains.

It was Halloween, already. The past month had sped by, barely stopping to say hello...just like James. 

"James, hey-" Reg began, raising his hand in the air to wave.

"Sorry, not now Regulus! Mary, over here!" Potter called over his shoulder as he ran past the young Black. Regulus' arm slowly fell down to his side, his eyes not tearing away from the spot James had stood only seconds ago. Wow, of course. What had he expected? They had spent one day together and that bloody crush had crept back up on him. He'd never stopped liking James,  that was impossible, but he'd tried to forget. He thought he had learned to hide it, to cover it up, but apparently not. He still hadn't forgotten, he still liked James, he still couldn't hide it and James still had Mary.