Jegulus - I'll be good

Part Seven

Two days after James' and Regulus' accident meeting, the Potter was standing in the middle of the bedroom and looking at Sirius with a frown.
"Do you really think you should wear that? It looks ridiculous.." The other boy stood in front of him, dressed in red clothing with white fake fur and a smugly grin on his lips.
"Isn't that what muggles think that pervert stalker wears?", he asked chuckling.
Peter, sitting on Sirius bed, swallowed his chocolate: "Santa Clause is not a pervert. And he doesn't wear a dress."
James could only shake his head about it. Sometimes his friends really made him question his own taste.
"Wormy, I'm wearing a dress because I have the greatest legs and it makes my hot ass looking even hotter", Sirius explained in a very serious tone and looked at himself in the mirror.
In the same moment, Moony entered the bedroom: "Guys, we need to hurry, otherwise we will miss.. What in Merlin's name are you wearing?" His eyes went wide in confusion as he stared at Sirius.
The Black took it as a chance to turn up even more and wiggled his butt: "Doesn't it look amazing, Moons? Come on, I know you like it."
Remus blushed slightly and muttered something nobody could understand, before pulling his suitcase out of the room.
"He's completely into it", Sirius announced confidentially into the room.

An hour later they sat in a compartment of the Hogwarts Express. The boys convinced Sirius to change into something normal and so he sat on his seat, with a huge pout over his face and didn't want to talk to anyone.
"You're such a child sometimes", Remus announced as he dropped next to him onto the seat. Sirius just grumbled and kept his view at the window.
James has fallen silent also and looked out at the corridor of the train. He wasn't sure if he hoped to see Regulus or if he hoped to see him not.
"Why didn't Lily come with us?", Peter asked as he made himself comfortable on the seat. The Potter flinched with guilt. During his worries about the little Black he almost forgot his girlfriend.
"She wanted to celebrate with her family", he answered and managed to free his eyes from the corridor.
Sirius snorted: "Must be a wonderful celebration with her stupid sister. Siblings are the plague, I can tell you."
James gave him a short smile and took off his glasses, to rub his eyes. He didn't get much sleep recently and hoped the holidays would let him relax enough to change that. The train started to move and he leaned back into his seat.

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Regulus stood by the window in the library and watched the students leave. He also recognised Sirius and James and their friends in the crowd, chattering and being carefree. The naive and childish part in him wished to be in their group too, but the serious and adult part in him shut it down.
When the last student disappeared from his view, he left the window and grabbed his cloak. His father would be here in a few minutes and he hated it if someone let him wait.
He didn't want to go home. His parents never hurt him until now, as he lived up to their expectations and never did something to upset them. But it wasn't because he wanted to. It was because he was scared of them after he saw how they treated Sirius.
And this time it would be completely different too. If he survived the holidays, everything would be different. He wouldn't be able to go back. Never again.
Regulus saw a figure stepping on the Hogwarts grounds and quickly made his way downstairs, leaving the castle just in the moment Orion reached the gates of it.
"Good morning, Father. I hope your travel was comfortable", he greeted him politely and respectfully, taking a bow with racing heart.
"We won't waste time, son. Your mother is waiting for you", Orion replied and grabbed his arm, so he could pull the small Slytherin with him.