loveless; regulus black

ೃ⁀➷ xvi. quidditch

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regulus was a little disappointed that the first game of the quidditch season didn't involve the slytherin house. he was excited to participate in a real game, have the snitch wrapped around his fingers with a grin on his face and feel the wind in his hair.

but now, as he sat on the bleachers, he was glad hufflepuff and gryffindor went first. because now, he got to watch ophelia greengrass shout profanities and terms of endearment at the same time.

"i swear on your balls' james fleamont potter i will murder you if you don't take care of yourself!" she shouted, leaning against the railings.

"prongs, mate, ophelia just said that she'll murder you if you die during the game," remus lupin, the commentator, was making it even more entertaining. he ensured that everyone in the crowd knew that timid, little, ophelia greengrass was threatening someone. "now she's giving me a very heartful finger. look at her professor mcgonall, so vile and rude."

ophelia was about to use her other finger to flip him off when, using her peripheral vision, she caught sight of sirius almost falling off his broom. "sirius orion back i will remove your spine from your body if you fall off that bloody broom! and, trust me, you can survive without a spine." remus didn't even need to repeat her words, everyone heard her. everyone was now terrified of her.

but regulus simply smiled, ignoring the threats coming out of her mouth and just staring at how beautiful her hair was today. he sighed, standing up, and wrapping his arms around his waist as he places his chin on her shoulder.

after her confession on halloween, they started to act more open and sought physical interactions. they cuddled during reading sections, their fingers were laced 24/7 and it was impossible to see them apart. but they have yet to actually kiss.

"why don't you sit down, pan?" regulus said, his nose appreciating ophelia's scent. it was during one of their cuddling 'sessions' when he smelled her hair. it was by accident but the smell of her got him curios. he couldn't quite pin-point what it was.

the greengrass turned to regulus, their faces now inches apart, "fine." she walked towards the seat beside regulus', resting her head on venus' shoulder—tired from all her shouting.

regulus chuckled before sitting on her other side. ophelia immediately shifted her head on his shoulder and began watching the game in peace.

at some point during the game, sirius wondered why he no longer heard ophelia's voice or remus recounting what she was doing, so he turned to where the slytherin bleachers were and his heart plummeted.

the love of his life had her head resting on his little brother's—who hates him—shoulder, their fingers were laced as the latter placed a kiss on the former's forehead.

he ignored the pang in his heart as he turned on the opposite direction and swung his beater's bat as hard as he could, knocking the hufflepuff seeker with the leather ball.

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"hey, uh, can i talk to ophelia?" a gryffindor redhead said as evan, venus, regulus and ophelia turned around to face the out-of-breathe lily evans.

it had been a while since the two of them talked or hung out with remus.

it had been a while since she judged ophelia's friends, after all.

the friends she was with right now. only regulus knew the real reason for their 'falling out.' but the couple beside them had their own theories. ophelia removed herself from regulus arm and smiled at lily, "sure, lead the way."

lily nodded before the two of them headed to the opposite direction, not before ophelia promising her friends she'll see them later. they eventually ended up in an abandoned classroom. ophelia awkwardly sat on one of the tables and lily leaned on the wall.

"i wanted to apologize, ophelia," lily started. "you were right. i don't know your friends. you're friends aren't the ones out there, killing people like me. but please understand, people like me are getting killed by people like them—by people like you."

"i understood that part, lily. the line between my friends and the people out there blur sometimes...but, trust me, we all have our struggles," ophelia managed a reply. "we aren't happy with our situation either."

she wanted to press more. lily wanted to know more about the people she deemed were villains. because in her story, they were the villains. they were the big bad wolves that killed for fun. but who are they really?

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regulus didn't know how to react. ophelia had arrived back in their common room and gave a brief summary of her conversation with lily. then, she and venus reached into their room to change.

it was slughorn's dinner tonight. he knew that ophelia would be anywhere than in a room with their potions professor and other snobs, but he desperately needed her there.

he wore a green long-sleeve sweater and paired it with black slacks. whilst the boy beside him wore one of his infamous black hawaiin shirts with white pants. and when their fiancé's descended down the stairs, the air in their lungs disintegrated.

venus wore a black spaghetti strap dress, with a white cardigan on top. like halloween, evan wrapped his arms around venus and the two began eating each other's face off. not that regulus minded because his eyes were on ophelia.

she told him days prior that she wasn't going to try hard in terms of outfits today. and she kept her word as she wore one of regulus' 'yale' sweaters (merlin knows how he has that) with some jeans. a bored expression dawned on her face as she leaned her head on his shoulders, letting out an annoyed groan.

"already tired, pan?" regulus teased as he placed his arm around her shoulder as they exited the common room; venus and evan following behind.

"i hate you," ophelia mutters but makes no move to remove her head from his shoulder.

a chuckle comes from the boy. "no you don't."

words of denial didn't leave ophelia's mouth as they entered professor slughorn's office, all four of them wearing the fakest smiles they could. unlike the birthday party the marauders threw for ophelia, the room was dominated by slytherins from 3rd to 7th year.

for the rest of the night, professor slughorn would pester regulus and ophelia about their wedding. where it'll be, when it'll be, who is invited, and all of those things that neither of them have thought about.

this was actually the first time they thought about the wedding. they've been so focused on trying to have a heathy marriage, a perfect wedding was far from their thoughts.

but ophelia didn't mind thinking about it. being a bride, walking down the aisle, seeing regulus in his tux, listening to the priest go on and on, kissing regulus, being his wife. she didn't mind any of that at all.

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