"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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"Take a picture Potter, it'll last longer."
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Regulus Black isn't perfect, he knows that. He also knows that he isn't normal. No one blames him, he's had an all in all shitty life. He just wishes sometimes he could be normal, behave like an actual teenage boy for once. That's just not what he's meant for though, it seems everything is stopping him from living that normal life.
Sirius got out, he's got a good life now.
But Regulus isn't his brother.
"Reg, think fast!" Barty yelled as he lobbed a pillow at his face, Regulus stopping it with his wand and firing it back to Barty. Barty yelped and grumbled something while Regulus lay face down in his pillow. "When are you planning on telling us why Potter walked you back here last night?" Regulus couldn't see him right now, but he could practically hear the eyebrow wiggle that Barty gave.
"Leave him alone B, he's clearly got-" Evan waved his hands, gesturing to Regulus having a temper tantrum into his pillow. "-Something going on?"
Regulus lifted his head to glare at both boys with an unimpressed eyebrow raise. "Barty shut up, and I'm saying one word to sum this up." He paused. "Sirius."
"Of course he's the problem-" Barty started.
"It's partially my fault, we're not talking about it."
Barty let out a groan and kicked a shoe off at Regulus. Seriously, what is with this kid and throwing things at Regulus? "Bartimaeus I swear to Salazar."
"Oh gods we're pulling out the full names." Evan gasped with a mocking hand to his chest.
Climbing up from the bed, Regulus chucked the shoe back onto Barty's bed and fixed his curly hair in the mirror. "Put your fucking shoe back on Barty, we were supposed to leave for Hogsmeade ten minutes ago."
"Shit, Dora's gonna kill us." Evan muttered, his smile immediately dropping and reaching for his scarf and pulling on a light blue long-sleeved shirt over his tank top.
"No but she actually will, the chicks scary." Spoke Barty while he rolled off his bed, slipping back on his missing shoe.
Well, Barty isn't wrong. Pandora once burst into Regulus' classroom to tell him that she could sense his aura pulsating? Whatever that means. Her dreams are also scarily accurate, it can be the smallest things or life threating situations. She once predicted Evan would get bit by large black dog the day after Evan and Barty started a duel with Sirius, and that is exactly how Evan has a wonky bite scar up the side of his leg.
She has this recurring dream about a boy with dark hair drowning, she always said it looked slightly like Barty or Regulus. Hollow cheeks, dark hair, pale skin, but the face wasn't recognisable. That's the whole reason that Regulus is very adamant to let any form of water go above his shoulders, but Barty has a death wish and, unsurprisingly, doesn't give a shit.
