"You look like a painting, Reg," whispered James, genuine adoration plastered in every inch of his face. "Is that a good thing?" Regulus knitted his eyebrows together, a subtle smile curling his lips. "Definitely." A romance hidden under the horrors of the war, where kids fought with more pride than adults, where they didn't lose faith even when everything seemed lost. This story takes place in Hogwarts' 7th year. Regulus is Sirius' younger brother, exactly one year behind them, James couldn't expect that an innocent talk in the astronomy tower would lead to fall for him hopelessly, and neither did the young Black. But love doesn't stop time, nor does it save people. It's like a beautiful scarlet rose, as its petals fall, it dies. When that letter found its way to my hands, the music died. Cover art by greenlights33 on Instagram, one of favorite artists.

"hey up for round two today? ;)" "depends, who is this?" ------------ wolfstar modern au disclaimer: i do not own harry potter, only the story and my original characters this story is loosely inspired by the story "snapchat" by @the_palm_tree

sirius black accidentally texts the wrong number. completed in 2017, random periodic updates when i feel like writing one-shots, or it hits a specific number of reads