Panic Attack

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When she arrived at Remus's flat, she was holding back a grin. They were so awkward with each other; it was rather funny. They kept stealing glances at each other when the other one wasn't looking. She was curled into Remus's side on the couch, he hasn't let her go the moment she walked in. They talked about everything and nothing, but they didn't dive into the personal things. Regulus was still dressed in the clothes he started to wear as Roan, not as Regulus and Remus needed to wipe the drool from the corner of his mouth more than once.

"I have tickets for your show this weekend." Remus said with a smile.

"Oh, another fan?" She grinned, pushing herself up from his chest. "What kind?"

He pursed his lips. "The cheapest ones."

"That won't do." Regulus shook his head, grinning. "Isabelle?"

She pulled tickets out of her bag and started to check them. "How many do you need?"

"Do you always carry tickets around with you?" He asked amused.

"Yeah, you never know when you meet a true fan." She laughed. "I gave two tickets to Harry for his girlfriend yesterday. So, how many?"

"I was going to come alone but if we're going to inform Lily and James..."

"Right." She nodded with a tiny frown. "You can tell them, I want to see them. Let me just -" She started to write down on an empty ticket before waving her wand over it. "It's unlimited and you get backstage clearance before and after the show. You can take Lily and James, Harry and his girlfriend." She looked to Regulus grinning. "How cute is that!"

"Very." Reg grinned.

"It's weird." Remus mused. "It's like you're the same people on one hand but entirely different people on the other."

"Fifteen years without the memories of how we have been treated or brought up will do that to you." Regulus said, looking out the window. "I think I will visit Sirius. Where can I find him?"

"He's still at the house." They both turned to look at him with a surprised expression. "He never left."

Regulus and Izzie shared a glance before he stood up. He cleared his throat. "I guess your floo is connected with his?"

"Yeah."

He nodded and walked to the fireplace. "I'll see you later." His eyes lingered on Remus before he disappeared.

"You still love him." She said, more a statement than a question.

"I never stopped." He looked back to her with a sad smile. "When I was ready to get my life back together again, which took a few years." He took her hand in his. "I tried to move on. I dated, had two serious relationships but I couldn't give myself completely in the relationships, it wasn't fair to them. Regulus is and will always be my true love. Even with whatever he's been doing for the past fifteen years."

"You can't blame him for what he did. We are – were-" She groaned. "This is so confusing. But we were different people, we didn't know."

"I don't blame him or you. I know if either one of you remembered, you would've come back." He squeezed her shoulder. "How has he been?"

"He wasn't the guy you knew, the one you fell in love with. He was still sweet and overprotective of me." She smiled. "But you've seen how he's dressed now, right?" He hummed with a blush, and she chuckled. "You like it, don't you?" She poked his chest. "Well, Reg is really popular with the crowd. Men and women." Remus scowled. "He had his hook-ups over the years, but like he said only one serious relationship. He was social and funny, not just the dry kind we were so used to. But he never really opened up to anyone but me and Cor. So even now when we have our memories back, we're not going to be the same, I just want to tell you that. You won't get your mopey, quiet, Reg back."

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