Notes:
Here I am! I actually lied to you guys, because this is the last chapter before the Prologue. It's a...multiple POV!!! Insane I know but I spaced this out wrong and this chapter was going to be waaaay too small. Anyway, no regrets. I love you all and thank you for being with me til the end. It means a lot to me you know.
I have not proof read it because I was so excited to put it out so if you see any mistakes no you don't.
The only warning here is the Smut at the end.
Have fun, and I'll see you at the end. <3
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Saturday 6th of May, 1978.
A Stag.
James sees it. It's coming towards him, tilting its head one way and another. He soon sees a second one behind him, smaller, but just as beautiful. He reaches for them, but finds his arms not moving. He's sure that's his Stag, calling out to him. James has to go, he has so much to do and not enough time. Regulus will be looking for him soon.
James takes a moment to remember where that name came from. Regulus. He looks around him, but he's in an empty room with two white Stags. He blinks once, a small chest appearing in the middle of the room. It's bouncing, like something's trapped in it. James makes a move, and this time his legs respond. He walks over the small chest, kneels in front of it.
It looks like it's pulsating to the rhythm of his heart. James hesitates, but ultimately opens it. A pure red string flows out of it, extending before his eyes in an horizontal line. James finds it familiar. It calls out the same name he's thinking. Regulus.
"Who's Regulus?" James asks.
The string doesn't answer. Instead, it keeps on stretching from both ends, a small tear starting to appear in the middle. James doesn't know why, but a wave of panic starts to wash over him. He feels like this line shouldn't break. James reaches for it, but it burns to the touch.
"By the end of the school year, Regulus Black will be basically in love with me, and he will have to say it out loud, " the words echo in the room. The string tears more.
"During the school year, I will not get in James's way. In exchange, James Potter will let me have a go at him whenever I want, however I wish, " James watches the string getting brighter.
"Oh, we also need to spend more time together for this to work, " he feels a sense of deja vu.
"When did this happen?" He asks, but the string doesn't answer him.
"You messed it up, "
"I say it's perfect. "
"I don't understand. Who's Regulus-"
"I'm ready. "
Another wave of panic crashes into James as he watches the string pull so much that only two threads keep it from breaking apart.
"Do you swear it? "
One thread cuts off.
"Wait, no-" James tries to grab it again, but he can't move his arms.
"I swear it."
"WAIT!"
James watches the string pull apart, perfectly cut in the middle. He doesn't have time to do anything else as a wave pushes him so far back that he roughly hits the wall. The breath is cut off from his lungs, and then he sees him.
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