When The Stars Fall

On the Fourth Day of Christmas, My True Love Gave to Me...

Authors Note: This one is mostly Jegulus but I will get back to the Evans and Black sisters next chapter. Also, trigger warnings for abuse and mentions of rape. Also, smut. 

James Potter is the sweetest man alive and they're both just so confused by their feelings and wants and neither knows how to fucking talk about them without getting upset or embarrassed and it's just a bunch of them trying to figure out what works for them and how to handle when things might not go as well as they'd fantasized. 

Look at me, updating roughly every ten days lately. 

𖤓 James Potter 𖤓

Regulus was pushing him up against the wall outside the club, kissing him desperately, his hands roaming over every inch of James' body, coming to a stop at his belt buckle.

James groaned placing a hand on Regulus' chest to push him away, "We should stop." He panted.

"No no no we should keep going. Let's- let's find an inn. I don't want to go back. Don't make me go back."

"You're drunk." James sighed.

"I'm not."

"You had six drinks!" He laughed, running a hand through Regulus' curls, "Fuck do I love your hair like this."

Regulus huffed, "That was hours ago. It's-" He pulled his wand out very obviously casting a tempus charm, "Three in the morning!"

James' eyes widened and he took Regulus' wand, shoving it in his pocket, "You can't just pull your wand out here!"

"Please anyone out at this time is drunk or crazy."

He raised an eyebrow looking Regulus over.

"I come from incest of course I'm crazy. What's your excuse?" Regulus scoffed, "Let me kiss you and then I'll get us a nice little room at an inn and let you do me." He murmured.

James couldn't help but laugh, "You're incorrigible," he said, shaking his head. "But I suppose I can't resist your charms." He leaned in and kissed Regulus.

As they pulled away, James smiled at Regulus. "Alright, let's go find that inn. But we're taking a cab, not apparating."

Regulus rolled his eyes but grinned nonetheless. "As you wish, mon cher." He leaned in and whispered in James's ear, "I can't wait to feel you inside me tonight."

James felt a shiver run down his spine, groaning softly.

The noise of someone apparating caught their attention and Regulus stepped back from James, looking towards the alley next to them, "I thought the apparating point was a few blocks away."

"It is." James whispered grabbing his hand to pull him away from the alley, "Let's get back."

"Who's apparating into the muggle world at three in the morning?" Regulus asked, refusing to move with James.

"I'd rather not find out. Regulus let's go."

"Aren't Gryffindors supposed to be brave?" Regulus mocked and James froze.

"Low blow, Black," James grumbled.

Regulus didn't respond, stepping towards the alley, his eyes widening as he caught a glimpse of the very familiar faces of his cousin, Bellatrix, along with Lucius, Snape, Mulciber, and, shockingly, Pettigrew.

"He's coming." Bellatrix said and for a split second Regulus thought he'd been caught, "The Dark Lord. He'll be at Black Manor for the ball."

Regulus frowned. It didn't make any sense. Snape was a coward and a half-blood there was no way he'd join Voldemort. Not to mention Pettigrew's alliance was with James and Sirius.