Is it love? [Regulus x Reader]

Chapter 48

A few days had past and the champions were being interviewed one by one. It was Y/N's turn.

"Y/N Weasley, isn't it?" Rita, the news reporter, asked

"Yes." Y/N nodded

"Is that your real name? You look a lot like..." she took a pause, "Y/N Potter."

"No!" Y/N answered too quickly

Rita stared at them with confusion.

Afraid to open up to the world about basic things - the quill had written down

"Do you have any biological siblings?" Rita asked

"Yes." Y/N nodded uncomfortably, "A brother."

"James Potter, might I guess." Rita leaned forward

Y/N stared at her with a mix of confusion and disgust.

Siblings with James Fleamont Potter - The quill jotted down

"Where are you getting all this?!" Y/N yelled

"I hear everything." Rita tapped her ear, "Now."

Rita looked through some pages.

"Is it true that you failed to save your loved ones, repeatedly, so you hide your feelings and save everyone else?" Rita asked

Y/N blinked in confusion. Rita stared at them with interest.

"What is wrong with you?!"

"You're dating Regulus Black. The heir of the Black line?" Rita ignored Y/N's response

"Fuck off." Y/N stood up

They stormed out the room and over to where everyone else was. Rita ran into the room, her floating quill still following her.

"I'll take that as a yes then!" Rita smiled innocently at them

Y/N looked back at Rita before flipping her off and walking out the room. They found themselves walking aimlessly through the halls. Regulus caught up to them.

"What's got you in a tiz?" Regulus asked

"Rita Skeeter is a Bitch. She's getting into my private life, as if she's been stalking me. She knows about our relationship, James, everything!" Y/N complained

"She knows what?!" Regulus yelled

Y/N nodded. Cedric walked over to the two.

"Y/N. A word?" Cedric asked

Regulus nodded and walked off.

"What do you need, Cedric?" Y/N crossed their arms

"What do you know about the Tournament?" He asked

"There's a maze as the last part. The cup is in the maze." Y/N told him

Y/N looked around the hall.

"I should get going." And with that, Y/N walked away,

They walked past everyone and made their way to the owlery. Harry was there as well, waiting for a letter probably.

"Hey Harry." Y/N walked over to him

"Hey Y/N." Harry smiled at them

Pigwidgeon flew into the owlery with two letters. One for Y/N and another for Harry.

Dear Vix,

I haven't been able to speak with you since the school year started. I got your letter but haven't been able to send one back.

Harry has also sent me a letter, referring to his scar and the dream. I want both of you to meet me in the Gryffindor common room, 1:00 this Saturday night and make sure you're both alone.

P.S: Remus and I wish you good luck for all the full moons you must face

-Padfoot

Y/N looked over at Harry's letter.

"P.S: the bird bites." Y/N warned him

It was too late, Pigwidgeon bit Harry's finger.

"What does yours say?" Harry asked

"To meet Sirius in the Gryffindor common room at 1pm." Y/N summed it up, "Simple. And, about our dreams."

"Our dreams?" Harry repeated

"Oh, right. I have the same dreams, or nightmares, as you do of Voldemort." Y/N shrugged

A few days past and it was the Saturday night, 12,59. Y/N and Harry snuck down the stairs. Harry looked around while Y/N sat down on the sofa in front of the fire.

"Sirius?" Harry hissed

Y/N noticed a daily profit next to them. Harry picked it up and looked at it. The profit was about Y/N and Harry.

Harry Potter, age 12 suspect entrant in the Triwizard Tournament. His eyes swimming with the ghost of his past and schoking back tears- Aah!

Harry threw it into the fire.

"Hey!" Y/N pulled it out

They both read Y/N's.

Y/N Weasley, age 13; or are they? Formally known as Y/N Potter, age 16. Has entered the Triwizard Tournament. Their brother, James once tried to participate back in the 70s but failed because of his age. Y/N's boyfriend, Regulus- Hey!

Y/N threw it into the fire in a rage.

"Fuck you, Rita Skeeter!" Y/N swore at the burning parchment

Harry stood in shock.

"Y/N Potter?" Harry repeated

"We'll talk later." Y/N shook it off

The fire hissed repeatedly before Sirius' face appeared in the coal.

"You've gotten better at that, haven't you, Sirius." Y/N chuckled

"I don't have time so let me get straight to it. Did you or did you not put your name into the goblet of fire?" Sirius asked

"No!" Harry said a bit too loudly

"Now, tell me about this dream of yours. You mentioned Wormtail and Voldemort." Sirius quickly changed the subject, "But who was the third man in the room?"

"I don't know." Harry shook his head

"Barty. Barty Crouch Jr." Y/N told him, "He looks worse than 2nd year." A small chuckle escaped their lips

Harry and Y/N explained the dream in more detail.

"Someones coming." Harry quickly said

"Keep your friends close, Harry." Sirius said before disappearing

Ron walked downstairs.

"Who were you talking to?" Ron asked

"What?" Harry stuttered, "Who says I was talking to anyone?"

"I heard 3voices." Ron told them

"Maybe you're imagining the things. Wouldn't be the first time." Harry shrugged

"You're both probably just practicing for your next interview, I expect." Ron rolled his eyes

He walked back up the stairs. Once they knew he was gone, the two sat down on the sofa. Sirius was gone.

"We should get some rest. With the Tournament coming up, rest is the best thing we can do." Y/N spoke up

"What was that, in the profit? About you." Harry asked