When The Stars Fall

Do You Remember the 21st Night of September?

Authors Note: Warnings: Biphobia, lots of internalized homophobia in this one guys like a lot and surprisingly not from who you'd expect. I'm hoping there isn't any repetition (besides the obvious) but oh well. Hope you enjoy it. 

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"You're actually going?" Barty asked as Regulus walked out of the bathroom and towards his bed.

Regulus rolled his eyes fixing his tie, "Yes, I'm going. I just need proof I'm right."

"You're hoping he'll be there," Dorcas responded.

He scowled, "Aren't you meant to be in Greece or something?"

"When I heard your dear brother sent Barty to the hospital wing I had to pop by." She shrugged holding her hand out, "Green or blue nails?"

"Neither. Yellow." He answered with a sigh, "Is this too formal?"

"For Potter? Definitely. For you? Not even close." Barty sighed throwing a jumper towards him, "Take the tie off and take that. It's getting cold."

"You cannot tell him I told you. I gave him this big speech about how he can't tell Sirius." He said as he undid the tie.

Dorcas shook her head, "Undo a few buttons. You look too stuck up."

She didn't wait for an answer, waving her wand to undo them herself.

He looked in the mirror somewhat sadly, "He won't show up, will he?"

Dorcas frowned, "No, love, I don't think he will." She whispered, "Would you like me to come with you?"

He shook his head, "No. Someone needs to stay with Barty after all. I will see you in the morning. Do not leave without saying goodbye."

"I wouldn't dream of it." She smiled. He leaned over kissing her cheek goodbye before walking out of the hospital wing and to Ravenclaw tower, deciding to pass the next few hours before the date with Pandora. 

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To call James giddy would be an understatement. He all but danced his way to the kitchens after Regulus had agreed to a date, immediately sending the house elves to work on the perfect picnic suited for an Heir.

He'd sat with them for over an hour just gushing about how perfect the night had to be if he was to ever get a second date.

The house elves ended up kicking him out claiming they wouldn't get anything done if he stayed there.

He got to his dorm getting a basket ready with blankets and pillows.

"What are you doing?" Peter frowned.

"I have a date." He sang.

"Oh deer, he's finally lost his mind." Sirius laughed.

James frowned, "What? Come on, you're the one who told me to go for it!"

"Not on a full moon!" Sirius scoffed, "Godric, Prongs you can't honestly be serious!"

Remus sighed, "Sirius it's fine."

"It's not! Owl her and reschedule."

"I- I can't..." James whispered looking over at Remus, "I would. I honestly would if I could..."

"James, it's fine." Remus assured, "Go. I have Peter and Sirius. I'll be fine."

"You don't know that." Sirius whispered turning to Remus, "Anything could go wrong. He's the big one!"

James gnawed at his bottom lip, "Okay. Okay just- give me a few minutes to fix this. I'll meet you at the shack." He assured dropping the basket and hurrying out. He ran down to the dungeons not bothering to sneak in just following a couple of first years into the common room.