Chapter 4

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I sat at the table with a menu in front of my face for the whole show. James just sat there smiling. Crossing his arms across his chest looking relaxed while I was freaking out.

The music stopped after about 3 songs and there was an applause from the crowd. I assumed they got off stage so I lifted my head. They were gone.

Luckily.

James looked at me see I was a bit jittery. "It's okay they didn't see you." He said.

I rolled my eyes. Which seemed to make James laugh. "I'll go get some drinks you want a butter beer?" He asked as he got out of his seat.

"Yes." I said quietly.

Then I watched as he walked up to Hamilton and started to talk. I took a deep breath and leaned back in my chair. I put my head back and closed my eyes.

I know I wasn't betraying Sirius but it felt like I did. I should tell him. But I don't know how. Was he going to be disappointed or.

My trail of thought was quickly stopped when I felt someone leaning over me. I slowly opened my eyes expected to see James but no... It was Barty.

I quickly jumped in my chair. Barty had a smug smile as he ran his hand through his brown hair. He was wearing his day-off clothes which were basically just anything edgy.

His hair was also very edgy. He had two lime green streaks in the front and the rest was his natural brown. I think he dyed it green to piss off his father.

Barty did stuff like that a lot.

"Fancy seeing you here Reg." He smiled and leaned on the back of my chair.

I just sat there silently unable to say anything.

Did he know about James and I? I thought over and over again.

"Leave him alone Barty." A voice from behind said.

I turned to see the light blond and pale skin of Evan. My other best friend. Evan walked over to Barty. His arms crossed over his chest. "Join us for a drink?" Evan asked.

"I... I..." I couldn't say anything. Just then James had returned.

"So Reggie I was thinking afterwards we could go to the-." He stopped speaking he must have noticed Barty and Evan standing in front of me.

James went as red as a strawberry. Not even his tan dark skin could cover it up. "Oh hey Barty and Evan." He said putting the two butter beers on the table.

"Hey Potter. So what are you with Reggie this fine evening." Barty spoke walking over to James.

Barty was about the same height as James. Their eyes were both at the same level.

"Just you know talking bro to bro."

"In a gay bar?" Barty looked suspiciously into James eyes.

"This is a gay bar I had no idea." James was acting like he didn't have a clue about this place.

"Barty chill." Evan put a hand on Barty's shoulder. "Listen we know you two have been secretly hooking up. And don't worry we won't tell anyone."

Evans words shocked me. How did they even know. "How did you know?" James asked before the words could escape my mouth.

"Reggie leaves his journals all over the place." Barty said.

"Hey, that's private. And I don't keep them everywhere I hide them between my mattress." I was really offended that Barty would do that. But what do you expect when it's Barty.

He goes snooping everywhere. Restricted areas. Teachers offices. And I heard he went snooping in the principals office. But that's just a rumour.... I hope.

I slumped back in my seat angerliy staring at the wall behind James. "Well anyway. Can we join you?"

"No this is kind of a-." I didn't get to finish when Barty pulled up a chair and sat down. Evan following him. James sat down akwardly.

"Two more butter beers my good lad." Barty called out to Hamilton.Hamilton gave a nod and prepared the butter beer.

Now there was just akward silence. Barty looked chill and was smiling broadly. James looked akward and wouldn't stop taking small sips of butter beer. Evan just sat there fiddling with a lose thread on his top.

"So how did you two become singers and guitarist for a gay bar?" I asked suspiciously.

"Well you know." Evan started but got cut off by Barty.

"Regulus we have something to tell you." I think Barty thought I was blind or stupid.

I could obviously see that they were together. It's not like the singing in a gay bar and always seeking off with eachother wasn't obvious enough. They were together.

And honestly I wasn't disappointed. I loved them. They were like a second family. That and Pandora and Dorcas. I was quite happy they were together. They both fit like yin and yang anyway.

Evan keeps Barty in line and Barty makes sure Evan doesn't always have a stick up his ass.

"We're together." Barty blurted out.

I looked over at James. Him like I was not surprised. "Wow I wouldn't have guessed." I said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and took a sip of my butter beer.

"So that's it then. We both know each others secrets." Barty smiled at me.

"And we both understand that no one should know. Right." I said sternly to Barty.

"Right." He winked at me. "How about some hot chips on me." Barty got up from the table and walked over to the counter.

~End flashback~

I awoke from my day dreaming by the sound of James knocking on the door. Guess who's ready for dinner. He held up Harry.

Harry was wearing a little tux. I thought it was cruel to dress a baby up in tux. But if it made James happy. I guess I was okay with it.

He walked over to me and handed me Harry. "Your very handsome aren't you Harry." I said to him lightly moving him up and down.

I looked over at James. He was dressed in a red sweater and beige pants. His glasses pressed up against his nose. His hair was all fluffed up. He almost looked like Remus.

"What do you think. Am I dashing as well." He smiled and did a little turn.

"Yes for a grandpa." I said slightly laughing.

"A what?" His face morphed into a fake serious looking one. "Now I do hope your not serious Mr Regulus Arcturus Black." James said jokingly pointing a finger up at me.

"Never say that again."

"Oh come on I was kidding." He smiled.

I know it didn't look like it but I was smiling on the inside.

Then suddenly the bell rang. "That would be the guest." James said abruptly.

"We must welcome them." He morphed his voice into that of a posh English buttler. He took Harry from me and walked out the door. Talking to Harry as he went.

I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I took a deep breath mentally preparing me for my brother.

Then I straightened up and walked into the hallway and down the stairs.

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