"What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?"
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James Potter
A loud, bubbly, arrogant Gryffindor with a hero complex.
Regulus Black
A quiet, mean, sarcastic Slytherin who James Potter just can't take his eyes off.
That hero complex could get Jam...
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"There, I can see your eyes now. They're pretty."
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Ravenclaw had won, so the brown haired bitch who was flirting with James earlier can go and cry about that.
Anybody could tell that Regulus was in a horrible mood, and it was Potters fault. Obviously. Regulus was trying to be nice, he was trying to make sure James was okay - but trying to be a good person clearly isn't enough anymore. Who could blame Potter anyway, most people get sick of Regulus and react in the same way - it's become the normal. What Regulus didn't expect was for James Potter, of all people, to be a snappy cunt with him and then act like nothing had happened.
Currently, Regulus was searching his room for his cologne. He always wore the same awfully expensive eucalyptus scent, but he couldn't find it anywhere. Barty was sat watching Regulus in amusement as he tore the room apart. Normally he wouldn't react like this, he'd just say screw it and not wear any. But he was already in a mood so it just gave him another thing to be mad about.
"Regulus?"
"What Barty?" Regulus snapped.
Barty then folded his arms and looked away from Regulus, giving a fake sniffle. "If you're gonna be a little bitch I won't tell you."
"Tell me what?"
Shrugging, Barty hummed along to the queen album that he'd put on the record player and slipped his shoes on.
"Barty! Tell me." Barty raised an eyebrow. "Please?" He added with a fake smile.
"Only because you asked so nicely." Barty grinned. "Sirius swiped your cologne when he came to visit you yesterday."
"That twat."
Barty nodded in agreement. "I say we steal it back and burn his dorm room down."
"Agreed." Regulus spoke casually. "Maybe we can set Potter on fire while we're at it." He scoffed.
"What even is this thing with you and Potter-" Barty paused. "You know what, I don't want to know."
Regulus scowled as he pulled his shoes on. He and Barty were due to meet the rest of their friends in the great hall, then they planned on going to the party in the Ravenclaw common room once they'd ate. So he wore black jeans and a slightly buttoned down green shirt, and to top it off he should be wearing his favourite cologne but someone kindly decided to steal it.
