The Storm | Regulus Black

Yield to Temptation

TW: sexual content

The common room had a surprising lack of students and Regulus, Evan and Barty sat around a table and studied. A few days had gone by after Regulus and Agatha's kiss. They were keeping up the streak of not knowing how to communicate, as they hadn't spoken since. Regulus had been staying up at night, thinking fondly about the kiss, and fantasised about what it could have led to. He hadn't had sex since May. He definitely could have, all he had to do was to walk up to a girl and say the word. The problem was that he didn't feel attracted to other girls as he did Agatha. To say that he was going mad as a result was an understatement, he was going clinically insane.

Furthermore, he had been thinking about the whole ordeal for nearly the entire time that the boys had been studying. Not just the how-to-get-Agatha-to-fuck-me-without-making-her-feel-used part, but also how-to-figure-out-what-she-wants-from-me. He was spinning his wand mindlessly, staring at it even though he didn't register its being there.

"What's going on with you Reg? You've been off all day," said Evan.

"Reg?" asked Barty.

The boy in question blinked and looked up at them. "Hm?"

"What's going on with you?" asked Evan.

Regulus frowned and said, "Nothing, why?"

"You've been distant all day, what are you thinking about?" asked Barty.

"Can you not stop prying?" he sighed.

"No," they said in unison.

He stopped spinning the wand and tapped the table with it while looking around the room thoughtfully.

Evan and Barty frowned at each other.

"It's not Agatha who's bothering you, is it?" asked Evan.

Regulus glanced at the boy before looking back at the table.

Evan rolled his eyes. "You haven't told us anything in so long, what's the hot gossip?"

Regulus frowned. "Why ever would I tell you two anything? You'll be talking about it among yourselves for at least half a year."

"Our lives are more interesting than you may think," Barty said stubbornly.

Regulus raised his eyebrows.

"Anyway," said Barty, knowing that he didn't have any compelling evidence against Regulus' claims. "The fact that you're neither denying nor agreeing with our question makes me think that there is something going on."

Regulus rolled his eyes and contemplated whether or not it was a good idea to tell the two boys. Would Agatha be telling her girlfriends? No.

"We'll tell her about the time when we saw you in the broom cupboard—"

"Fine— we kissed."

Evan slapped his hands onto the sides of his face in mock shock, mouth and eyes round in complete over dramatics.

Barty facepalmed and shook his head vigorously. "Oh— oh no. Oh bloody hell, this is really bad Regulus."