Get Him Back!

by starchaser7

Summary:

"You want me to crash my ex boyfriend's birthday party?”

Based on the song by Olivia Rodrigo, this fic explores Regulus and James' past relationship, all taking place on one crucial night, James' 17th birthday.

Notes:

hi this is my first fic ever pls be nice to me

also, i rewrote this chapter, if you saw it before no you didn't <3

thank you to ginsbergbutagirl on tumblr for helping me edit :')

Chapter 1: Get Him Back!

GET HIM BACK!

March 26th, 1977
10:03 PM

Regulus Black is sitting alone in his dorm on a Friday night, instead of being with his friends, like a regular teenager. Right now, he is reading his book; this one being The Picture of Dorian Gray, (which he started two hours ago, and now is almost magically nearing the final chapter), when Evan Rosier walks into the room.

“Sulking?”

Regulus doesn’t bother to look up. Evan scoffs, playfully, before pulling off his tie in one quick motion. He begins to stomp around the room, looking for something.

“Could you be any louder?” Regulus asks, sarcastically, eyes still scouring the page he was on.

“Had to get your attention somehow.” Evan says, looking down and finding what he was looking for, “Ah! Finally,” he declares, holding up a wrinkly white t-shirt.

“It’s like 11 PM, isn’t it past your bedti-” Regulus says, looking up at Evan’s face, then down at his dress shirt, which was once clean, but now doused in some type of orange liquid. “What happened to you?”, he blinks.

Evan looks down, smiles, and casually begins to unbutton his stained shirt. “Party.”

“You didn’t tell me Barty was hosting a party-”

“It’s not Barty’s party…” Evan says, looking around the room, awkwardly.

Regulus’ eyes widen. He goes to stand.

“Evan-”

“Just hear me out, okay?” Evan begs.

Regulus looks at him, expectantly, and Evan falters.

“...They have really good booze-”, Evan smiles, putting the t-shirt on.

Regulus’ smile slowly begins to creep onto his face.

“Look, I know what James did was, like, very fucked, but why should that stop you from having fun?”

“Who says I’m not having fun?” Regulus vocalizes.

“You’re reading!” Evan points at the almost finished novel, and Regulus’ gaze follows along.

“So?!”

There is a beat of silence.

“Wow… You’re a loser.” Evan teases.

Regulus picks up his wand from off the bed, and throws a curse at Evan, this one used to turn his legs to jelly. “Locomotor Wibbly.”

Just barely dodging it, Evan says, “There’s a gryffindor party on, and you didn’t even know!”

“So what? It’s not like I can go anyways!”

“Why’s that?” Evan mutters, expectantly.

Regulus’ face pales, “I … wasn’t invited..”

“It’s James’ birthday, not the Yule Ball. You don’t need an invitation.”

Hearing this got Regulus to think for a moment: was he really just supposed to sit around waiting for an apology? Did James want the same in return? Why should Regulus apologize? He didn’t do anything wrong.

“Regulus?” Evan shouts, snapping, trying to get his attention.

“You want me to crash my ex boyfriend's birthday party?”

Evan looks at Regulus, taken aback.

“I mean I didn’t say that- but now that you mention it..”

Regulus begins to bite his nails.

“Why not? You guys have been broken up for like, three weeks now? You keep talking about what you would do when you see him again —”

Regulus flops back on his bed, whispering, “I can’t do that.”

“You need to stop avoiding him, and get your revenge! You gotta get him back!”

Chapter 2: The Party Begins

Summary:

Regulus gives in to going to James' birthday party, and on the way makes an awkward encounter. Barty is already drunk.

Notes:

hi everyone!!! thank you for all of the love & nice comments so far, they truly make my day. big thank you to ginsbergbutagirl on tumblr for beta reading for me, and all of the people who found me from tiktok, @siriusblackswife77 (ill be posting updates on there whenever i get the chance!) also, sorry for the delay on this chapter :( i was on vacation and wanted to make sure i was happy with what i wrote before publishing. enough of the rambling, this chapter is a bit longer, as well as the next! i will try to be more consistent with updates, but bear with me, i am just a teenaged girl :3

11:30 PM

 

After what feels like hours of convincing, Regulus finally agrees to go to James’ party.

So, Evan and Regulus are sitting in their room; one spraying on copious amounts of cologne, the other putting on very beaten up, dark green Converse.

“See, I knew you’d end up coming,” Evan declares, “Just didn’t think it’d be this easy.”

“Well, just so you know, the only reason I’m going is to see Barty make an absolute ass of himself.”

“Mhm.” Evan says, finally putting the cap back onto his cologne bottle, and turning to Regulus. “Ready?”

Regulus nods.

“But wait. Reg, l need to ask you one thing before we go.” Evan says, reluctantly.

“What’s wrong?”

“Please, just whatever you do… don’t give it up too easily this time-” Evan jokes, before barking out a laugh.

*******

11:45 PM

 

From outside of the Gryffindor common room, you’d expect everyone inside to be fast asleep, dreaming of flying around on the quidditch pitch, or devouring chocolate frogs. But, on the contrary, it was the most alive people had felt in years.

Between the seventh years doing firewhiskey shots, to the fourth years just freaking out because they were finally invited to a marauder’s birthday party. Everyone was having the time of their life.

Regulus was shitting bricks. And he wasn’t even there yet. He rarely ever attended any parties, especially ones in the Gryffindor common room; he wasn’t the social type, but tonight he had to go all out if he wanted to get James’ attention.

Evan and Regulus had just made it to the portrait hole when they saw Remus Lupin walking through the door, who almost bumped into them. Remus eyed Regulus nervously, before holding up a tin box in his hands.

“Going out for a fag…”

“Mhm” Regulus mumbles, finally looking down to break eye contact.

“James doesn’t really like when we smoke in there,” Remus says, shifting his hands around awkwardly.

Regulus feels chills travel down his spine.

“Right--- well, we’re gonna go on in!” Evan states, clapping Regulus on the back, before pushing him through the door.

Evan drags the other boy by his arm, (practically pulling it out of the socket), until they make it to a semi-secluded window in the corner.

“That was so awkward!” Regulus whispers, loudly.

“It wasn’t that bad--”

“Evan, it felt like we were in court and I was being tried for killing his whole family. He probably hates me, which means James does too, so honestly I should just leave before I embarrass myself even more--”

“Absolutely not! We’ve made it this far, you can’t just leave now. Come on, let's get you a drink.” Evan states, as Barty bounds towards them, holding out a bottle of firewhiskey to Regulus.

“Reggie boyyyyy! I knew you’d come!!” Barty mutters, already pretty tipsy.

“No you did not!” Evan retorts, as Barty cuts him off, shoving the bottle into Regulus’ chest.

“Drink up, Reggie!”

“Fat chance” Regulus replies, “He already magically got me here, no way I’m drinking for your enjoyment too.”

*******

March 26th, 1977
6:00 PM

 

James Potter is on a mission. It is the day before his birthday, and that means he has to get everything he needs to make the greatest birthday party ever.

It is approximately four and a half hours until the party starts, and they still only had a few guests, (they were getting close to 30 people, but James wanted the biggest party yet); barely any food or drinks, and no decorations.

After a long discussion at supper, Remus and Sirius decided they’d figure out a way to bring the food to the dorm, Peter would figure out decorations, and James would invite people.

James made his rounds through the castle, trying to invite everyone he thought was worthy, (which makes sense why he hadn’t gone to Slytherin dorms yet), but as he finally made it out of Ravenclaw’s hallway, there was one thing on his mind.

He wanted Regulus to be there.

*******

March 26th, 1977
10:05 PM

 

Sirius, having successfully moved all of the party snacks to their dorm, found James carrying his invisibility cloak around the Slytherin common room, and quickly got under it with him.

“Are you inviting him, or not?” Sirius whispers, indignantly.

James looks around the empty hall, and shrugs his shoulders. Sirius looks defeated.

“Right, well, come on then. We shouldn’t waste precious time-” Sirius starts, before they hear a voice coming from the other side of the portrait hole.

“Did you hear Potters throwing a party?” A familiar voice sounds.

“Really? Ya think Reg will make an appearance?” Another voice says, with a tone of sarcasm in it. A tone of sarcasm, James could recognize anywhere.

“Fuck. It's Evan-” James whispers, as Barty and Evan exit the common room. James and Sirius quickly scuffle back, to make way for the other boys, but James’ shoes make a squeaky noise.

“What was that?” Barty says, grabbing onto Evan’s shirt.

“Oi- get off me you big baby. It’s probably just Filch.”

Barty looks at Evan, worriedly, and lets go of the other boy.

“Right… Anyway, you’re probably right, Reg is way too big of a wimp to go.”

“You wanna bet?” Evan replies, mischievously, before they finally exit the long corridor and make it to the main halls of Hogwarts.

Notes:

i love awkward reggie

barty is my spirit animal

ALSO, HOW WE FEELING ABOUT THE DUAL POV?? let me know your thoughts please!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter 3: Revenge?

Summary:

Regulus finds the drink table.

Notes:

sorry this one is a day late chat its been a busy week :(

pls give me feedback !!!!!

March 26th, 1977
11:07 PM

Soon after Barty’s discovery of Regulus, he brought him over to the table engulfed by bottles of alcohol.

This is where they met up with Lily Evans; a Gryffindor that Regulus didn’t know very well, except for the fact she and James had a very on & off fling last year.

Now, Barty, Evan, and Lily were all holding shot glasses full of putrid liquor under Regulus’ nose.

“Just drink one! I can tell you’re nervous about something, maybe it’ll calm you down!” The redhead cheers, over the loud ABBA song playing in the background.

“I don’t really drink-” Regulus interjects.

“Liar!” Evan accuses, as Barty says: “Do you not remember your 15th birthday party? You got so plastered that you were about to run around the castle fully naked---”

Lily giggles, and Regulus grimaces.

“Exactly why I will not be drinking tonight.”

“Alright, fine,” Lily says, throwing the shot back without a flinch, “Did you and James make up? I knew the fight was stupid.”

“Oh-- uhm, actually--” Regulus starts, before Lily says, “Oh! Why don’t I go get him?!”

As soon as Regulus comprehended what she said, Lily was already all the way across the common room, going up the stairs to the boys dorm.

“Well, Shit.” Regulus mutters, “Can we run?”

“Reggie, you can’t run from him forever. Remember what we were talking about! Getting revenge?” Evan states.

There is a brief pause, when Regulus finally replies.

“Pour me a shot?”

*******

Thankfully, Lily seemed to have forgotten all about getting James over to Regulus. Unfortunately, Regulus had been so nervous, he chugged down six shots, and was gonna pay for it later. But for now, he was on top of the world.

Regulus, Barty, and Evan, stride over to the record player, which was blasting a David Bowie song, (probably Remus’ doing), and lift a Queen album on.

They soon start dancing; all of them being more embarrassing than the rest of the crowd, but not caring about it at all.

“I really needed this, guys.” Evan jokes, earning him a punch from Regulus, who accidentally stumbles back into two girls; Marlene McKinnon & Dorcas Meadows, who seemed to be quite busy.

“If you kiss her anymore, you might end up swallowing her whole.” Evan says to Dorcas, who lifts up a middle finger in return.

“Sorry!” Regulus exclaims at the girls, “For me, and for that asshole,” pointing drunkenly at Evan.

Breaking apart from Marlene, Dorcas begins, “It’s okay. You seem pretty drunk, Regulus, are you alright?”

Regulus feigning surprise, “What? Me? No, I’m fine! You know my name?”

“Uh- yeah. Basically every Gryffindor does. James was really broken up after your split,” Marlene adds.

Regulus’ jaw drops, and he quickly turns back to the boys, saying a quick goodbye to the girls over his shoulder.

After dragging his friends back to the drink table, Regulus lets them go.

“What possibly could be so important you had to drag me from the dance floor?” Evan mumbles.

“I’ve definitely got a bruise now.” Barty remarks.

“Oh, shut up. What is one of the easiest ways to make James mad?”

Pouring two shots, Evan answers, “Break his favorite broom?”

Regulus laughs, “Well, no, I need to make him jealous!”

“How are you going to make the James Potter jealous?”

“I need one of you to kiss me.”

Notes:

TTPD goes so crazy

The Black Dog is Sirius fr

Chapter 4: "Dude, Nice Try"

Summary:

Regulus, Barty, and Evan try and find someone for Regulus to kiss. But after all of the shots they've taken, they quickly find themselves distracted.

Notes:

heyyyy..... heyy.... how y'all doing....

oh my days. i am incredibly sorry for my almost TWO MONTH hiatus. i think the fanfic writer curse is true, because the second i started writing this all of my teachers went ham on assignments... (or maybe it was the end of the semester...) i also had multiple birthdays to attend (including my own), and finals! phew!

anyway, thank you for everyone giving kudos and reading, it is greatly and truly appreciated :')

i'm back for good now, and the fic is getting juicyyyyyy

love ya!

11:30 PM

 

“Absolutely fucking not,” Barty deadpans.

“What? Why?” Regulus asks, baffled.

Barty and Evan share a look, and then shake their heads at Regulus simultaneously.

“Just no.” Evan offers.

Regulus furrows his eyebrows, before continuing: “Okay… then we need to find someone!”

“I’ve never seen Reggie this eager before.”

“Must be the six shooters.” Evan smirks in response to Barty, and nudges him slightly.

The three boys begin scanning over the whole room, walking up to all of the different cliques, searching for Regulus’ possible “suitor”. They don’t have much luck.

“What about her?” Barty asks later, pouring himself a mighty shot of firewhiskey back at the table.

“Barty, I’m gay. And that's also my cousin.”

“You’d fit well in the pure blood family then,” Evan replies, causing Barty to chortle, spitting out his spicy drink onto Evan, forming a big splotch on his crisp shirt. Barty, Regulus, and Evan all look at it together.

“You are so dead.” Evan growls, throwing a punch towards Barty, which he somehow dodges. Barty returns it, and soon enough they’re grappling onto each other on the table, knocking bottles onto the floor and shattering them. Regulus decides to just stand and stare, until he notices the small crowd forming around, scared the boy of the hour will show up and shut them all out.

“Alright, c’mon!” Regulus finally says, pulling the two boys from the now slippery table, with their ruffled shirts and hair.

“Great. Now I have to change… again!” Evan exclaims, before Barty starts up, “The last time wasn’t entirely my fault!”

Regulus quickly casts a new spell, one to clean up the mess, “Tergeo”, and points it at Evan’s shirt, which soon turns back to white.

“That spell cleans clothes too?”

“It can clean anything, you knob.” Barty remarks, smacking Evan’s hand from his hair where he tried to flatten his pesky cowlick.

“I will strike you down, right now.” Evan counters, enraged.

Regulus rolls his eyes, tapping his foot on the ground repeatedly, and finally snaps: “Would you guys just stop, for like five fucking seconds?”

The two boys both stop to look at him, absolutely bewildered, and start giggling to themselves.

“Don’t know who got your panties in a twist.”

“Well, it definitely wasn’t James.” Barty jokes, making Evan bark out a laugh.

“Haha. Speaking of which, we still need to find someone for me to kiss!”

“Why don’t you just apparate his bed into The Great Lake?”

Before Regulus has the chance to answer, their friend, Mary Macdonald, walks over.

“You lot are a mess!”

The three boys met Mary in their first year, (her second), due to her level of popularity. Mary Macdonald is someone who can leave you captivated, but also knows how to fight for herself; which is the exact reason why Regulus tells her his whole plan.

Notes:

sorry this one was short - i've been having a writing block recently, but now i am back into the swing of things :)

see you soon with the next chapter! (hopefully not in another two months....)

Chapter 5: Do I love him? Do I hate him?

Summary:

Mary and Regulus team up to complete his goal of making James jealous.

Notes:

guys... am i... actually consistent? let see how long this lasts.

thank you for all the love on the last chapter, and to the people from tiktok, you're greatly appreciated ! <3 and thank you to everyone who is bearing with me over these few months, we're nearing the end i swear lol (speaking of which, if you would like to follow me on tiktok, my user is @siriusblackswife7 where i post about my fics, but i post marauders content on @mssrsmoony7) :P

if any of you enjoy this fic enough, after this one ends (we still have a few updates to go) i am already planning multiple new ones, which should be longer and of better quality!

shoutout to @lamrauder on here, you're a real one

biggest thank you to ginsbergbutagirl on tumblr for helping me edit this chapter :)

finally, to end my rambling, this chapter is much much longer than the others, so let me know what you think!

11:50 PM

At some point while Regulus and Mary were talking about their joint desire for revenge on James Potter, Barty & Evan disappeared into the crowd. Regulus guessed it was probably to do shots on a random girl's stomach, or jinx an unassuming student. He didn’t like the thought of either, especially when he was so close to getting James back.

Presently, Mary and Regulus make their way to an entirely different corner of the common room, facing one of the windows that lead to the portrait hole. Regulus considers just giving up and leaving, but he knew his friends would never let him live that down.

“Are you sure you want to help me? You never really explained why you wanted revenge on him too?” Regulus asks. newly sober, conscious of this, he realizes if he wants to have the guts to kiss someone else, he might have to down a shot or six again. He grimaced at the thought.

“I mean, yeah, I have been wanting to get revenge on him ever since-” Mary starts, before the music quickly stops and begins again, now blasting "Dancing Queen” loud enough to blow someone's ear off.

“Holy fuck!” Barty appears with Evan, both covering their ears in pain.

“Where have you two been?” Mary asks.

“Don’t worry about it.” Evan beams, wiggling his brows, and bumping Barty’s side.

“Alright…” Mary & Regulus say in unison, side glancing at each other.

“Have you found someone yet?”

Regulus points at a fellow fifth year student, Dirk Creswell, who seemed to be getting friendly with a bottle of firewhiskey. He didn’t know much about the kid, except that he didn’t have many friends; hence being at a party for someone he didn’t know, all alone. Though, this was exactly the reason why they decided on him for Regulus’ plan.

“Ew that freak? You could do so much better.” Evan mutters, as the loud ABBA song just keeps getting louder.

“YOU CAN DANCEEE, YOU CAN JIVEEE!” is heard all around them, before Regulus looks down at his watch, and realizes the exact time.

“Oh fuck. It’s almost cake time.”

Mary glances at Regulus, and grabs on to his hand to pull him through the crowd towards Dirk. Thankfully, Dirk happens to be standing next to Sirius, Remus, and Peter, who are setting up the three-tiered chocolate birthday cake for James, (which is decorated in little drawings of Bambi) on the once dirty drink table, where Regulus manages to snag a bottle of whiskey for himself.

Barty and Evan follow suit, trying to scout out exactly where James is, but he seems to be nowhere to be found. Mary and Regulus were far too busy to notice, as they started to chat up the lonely fifth year next to them.

“Heyyy Dirk!” Mary shouts, over the still blaring music.

“Hi Mary! You look beautiful tonight!” He returns, cozying up to her side, and she slightly steps away to lay a hand on Regulus’ shoulder.

“Thank you! What about Regulus?”

“Hmm?” Both boys question, simultaneously.

“You don’t think Regulus looks extremely dashing in his green button up?”

“Well sure-” Dirk concedes, and Mary cuts him off, “It's settled then! You guys should kiss!”

“What?! What are yeh on about?” He questions, but it is so intense that his Irish accent is peeking through more and more, causing Regulus to chuckle a bit behind his sip of liquor. Barty and Evan finally get in line with the others, waiting for the time to hit 12:00.

“Can I ask you a question, Dirk?” Mary says, leaning into Dirks ear.

In less than ten seconds, all Regulus can see is Dirk’s confused expression shaking his head, pulling away from Mary. Mary steps back to her spot, looking very pleased with herself, where she earns a sideways glance from Regulus, and she shakes her head, ignoring any questions he may have.

“Okay, all that you have to do is fully go at each other when the birthday song ends. Like really get into it” Evan jokes, and Dirk splutters.

“No! I’ll just- lead the way…” Regulus mentions, shutting down in embarrassment.

“Oh, this is gonna be hot.” Barty exclaims, earning a giggle from Mary and a slap upside his head from Regulus, who was now shaking his head in disappointment.

As they’re waiting for the birthday boy to reappear and blow out his candles, the three boys try at making small talk, but it proves to be difficult, especially when they’re intoxicated.

Pointing at the ginormous cake next to them, Barty questions, “Why Bambi?”.

“He probably just likes hunting?” Dirk answers, and Regulus giggles.

As the time hits 11:59, James Potter finally makes his entrance into the common room, and Regulus’ is blown away; the boy is wearing a full suit, (which would seem to be extravagant for a common room party, but we are talking about James Potter), with the buttons of his shirt undone.

Regulus downs the rest of his firewhiskey.

Magically, Remus lights the candles on the cake, and everyone begins to sing:

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU”

Barty and Evan sing along too, trying to make it off-key, earning a jab in the side from Regulus, who was now sweating profusely, due to seeing his ex-boyfriend for the first time in weeks.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU”

James walks up to the cake, and beams at all of his friends, who are smiling just the same to him.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR JAMES…”

Glancing away finally, James’ land on Regulus, singing along to the song, and he offers a big grin back. Reg’s gaze falters right as he sees the other boy mouth “I missed you”.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!!”

Notes:

i genuinely love barty and evan soooo much it's crazy

biggest thanks to ginsbergbutagirl on tumblr for helping me once again !!

quick lil story cause i thought it was hilarious: the other day i started playing hogwarts legacy with my dad, and there is a Professor Black, so my dad asks "Is that Regulus Black?" ... i was floored. so i said, "what do YOU know about Regulus??" and he said "Everything." uhhhhh is he reading my fanfic orrrrrrrrr what because what business does a 55 y/o man have with Regulus Black?!?

also, i have a question: i have started The Cadence Of Part-Time Poets by Motswolo (amazing fic by the way, most definitely worth the read) and i see that they have CWs at the start of every chapter. should i start doing that? lemme know your thoughts!

see you soon, and much love!!!

Chapter 6: "I wanna kiss his face with an uppercut"

Summary:

Regulus and Dirk make out in front of James after he blows out his candles and things get messy. Sirius and Regulus get to talking, for the first time in weeks.

Notes:

hiii everyone!

I'm really sorry its been longer than intended, i've been in kind of a writing slump (also reading, i am still not far into tcoptp despite the fact i started it over a month ago...) but i've realized its better to have quality writing than get it out on a specific date.

for those of you from tiktok, i love you, and i hope everyone sticks with me in my future writings! don't fret, this fic isn't done yet, we've still gotta get to the angst ;)

happy belated birthday regulus black, you would've loved reading archive of our own before bed

CW// violence (nothing too graphic), slight mentions of substances, offensive language

12:00

No one in the common room, let alone all of the castle, would expect the amount of chaos to erupt as James Potter blows out his seventeenth birthday candles.

As the hand on the clock hits 12, the music begins again, now playing the next track on the ABBA album, which is ironically called “My Love, My Life”, and Dirk wastes no time in kissing Regulus, rather passionately, and Regulus follows suit, attempting to put in more body language, swiftly grabbing onto Dirks hips.

They break apart fast, trying to get the task over with, and Regulus turns to see James on the verge of tears, visibly hurt by their public display of affection.

Dirk starts chuckling, and pulls Regulus back in for round two, but this time the kiss is more passionate (if that is even possible), but only from Dirk’s side. His hands wrap all the way around Regulus' waist, pulling him in close, close enough to the point where Regulus cannot break out easily. He grasps onto Dirk's hands, pulling them full force off his body, and shoves Dirk back into the other party-goers, roughly.

James walks over, stepping in front of Regulus, and declares: “Sorry man, but I don’t think Reg asked to be slobbered on, especially not by you.”

“You clearly don’t know Regulus very well. He’s been all over me for months now. And I mean all over me-”

James turns around to Regulus, displaying a face comparable to a small puppy.

“That’s enough.” Regulus snarls, a frown forming on his face.

Dirk walks back up to him and stares in disbelief, as well as everyone else now watching this scene occur. The party was still going on of course, but it seemed as though the attention had gone from just James, to Regulus and his new boy toy.

“Are you seriously upset? This is exactly what you wanted!” Dirk exclaims pushing Regulus, this one more violent, at least violent enough to leave a bruise on Regulus’ collar bones.

“Back up” James shouts at Dirk, and before he can even realize what's happening, James is hunched over; suddenly coming back up with a bloody nose and a bruise that's definitely going to turn into a nasty black eye.

“James!” Remus, Sirius, and Peter say in unison, going over to their friend, to help, but also to try and hold him back from retaliating; James was only one violation from being revoked as a prefect, but at this point Regulus didn’t think he cared about that much now.

“What the fuck is your problem?” Regulus asks, looking at Dirk incredulously.

Dirk smiles to himself, looking at his shoes, “I didn’t realize you had your own protection, Regulus. Does everyone get that treatment? Or is it reserved for those who have been in his pants?”

Overcome with anger from the outrageous comment, Regulus lifts up his hands and blows an uppercut right to Dirk’s chin; stepping back right when James walks up and hits the boy while he is down, this one instantly dropping Dirk to the ground, into the fetal position. James wipes his blood-covered face with the back of his hand, leaving big streaks of red over his tan skin.

“Shit.” James groans, storming away, through the portrait hole and out into the main hall with a loud slam.

Seeing James walk off, Regulus starts to follow behind, but barely makes it to the portrait, and is unfortunately stopped by his older brother. Regulus hasn’t spoken to Sirius since before he and James ended things, leaving tensions high, of course on top of what just occurred in the Gryffindor common room.

“The hell is wrong with you, Regulus?” Sirius mutters, just sneaking behind the portrait of the fat lady.

“Good to see you too!” Regulus greets, sarcastically, whipping around to face his fuming brother. The boy was practically untouched from the mayhem, despite a few disorderly hairs; which Regulus thought was incredibly unfair, seeing as he most definitely looked insane after the amount of blood that splattered across the middle of the common room during a quarrel, the same place Sirius had been.

“Why? Why’d you have to ruin his party?” Sirius barks, loud enough for probably anyone in the castle to hear.

“That wasn’t me okay- that- Dirk ruined it.”

“You kissed another guy in front of your ex boyfriend on his birthday!”

“I didn’t think he would react like that!” Regulus exclaims, waving his hands in the air in defense. Hearing it being worded like this did make it sound more evil, but Regulus couldn’t help remembering the pain James caused when he dumped Reg only a few weeks before.

“That's the problem, Reg! You never think about others! First your relationship, and now this!” Sirius declares, which leaves Regulus absolutely astounded from the mention of such a touchy subject, seemingly out of the blue.

“Crazy of you to speak about my relationship when you can’t even admit your own bloody feelings! I wasn’t even the one to end things with James! If anyone is mad, it should be me!” Regulus shouts, dramatically letting his hands talk with him.

There is a beat of silence.

“What are you talking about?” Sirius asks, genuinely confused.

“You’re too much of a coward to admit it to yourself-”

“No, about your break up.” Sirius clarifies, shaking his head to dismiss the other topic of discussion.

Regulus rolls his eyes, “That I should be the angry one, James broke up with me!”

“No.”

“What the fuck do you mean no?” Regulus barks, practically laughing at Sirius’ constant need to give his point of view on things, even when they don’t relate to him.

Almost immediately, Sirius cuts in again, sharing his unwanted judgment: “He told us you dumped him. That you broke up with him on the quidditch pitch. He said you just up and left with no explanation!”

“But… huh? That's not-”

“Real rich, Reggie, lying to make yourself feel better!” Sirius exclaims, getting louder again, to look over at his little brother who was now briskly walking to the other side of the portrait hole.

“Where are you going?!”

The other boy didn’t bother with a reply.

“Regulus Black, we are so not done talking about this!” Sirius called after him, but it was too late.

He was now on a mission to find James Potter.

Notes:

oooooo its getting juicyyyyy

+ some mentions of other ships hehe

f you dirk why are you a little freak

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Chapter 7: "He's gonna love me and hate me at the same time!"

Summary:

Regulus goes to talk to James, and on the way is met with a tiny roadblock.

Notes:

i'm terribly sorry it has been so long, i have been trying to enjoy my summer haha. i hope you guys enjoy this chapter, it was very fun to write. sorry if it kind of feels like a filler update, it is getting to the good stuff next time! we're almost done w this fic :') and i wish you all will continue in my fan fiction writing for the future!

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chapter cw//: mention of drugs & alcohol, offensive language, mention of ch!ld @buse (nothing graphic, its only one sentence), mention of blood ?! lol and a lot of stupidity

12:05

Stepping into the cold and empty hallway, Regulus tries his best to be inconspicuous in order to avoid being caught by Mrs. Norris, (or even worse her rather unfortunate looking owner, Filch), but still be able to find James Potter before it is too late.

Regulus had never had a problem with being quiet. He was used to being shut in his room at the estate, otherwise being magically silenced by his mother, which obviously was an issue in itself, but one he didn’t typically like thinking about. He was a shy kid, and an even shyer teenager, never speaking unless he felt like he had to. Let’s just say he was really good at the quiet game.

Alternatively, now it seemed as though Regulus could not be any louder. Perhaps it was the copious amounts of drinks he had throughout the night, or the few puffs from a spliff Barty had handed him, but his plans of trying to circumvent the random suits of armor and temperamental portraits were not working out. He’d actually managed to walk into one of the armor stands, “Pardon me!” he squawked, thinking it was actually James, (seriously, how delusional was he?). Clearly, he still has no clue where James Potter is, when all of a sudden he hears large stomping footsteps come around the corner of the hallway beside him.

“Oo.. Mrs. Norris, do you hear a student out after curfew?” A rather annoying, but familiar voice coos from a hallway nearby.

“Fuck.” Regulus whispers to himself, backtracking to the portrait hole, where he slams into another person's chest. Regulus lets out a shrill shriek, and the person's hand whips onto his mouth, before tugging him into a broom closet.

“Are you trying to get us caught?” James asks, revealing himself in the miniscule amount of light seeping in through the door frames cracks, showing off his crimson stained nose, that was still dripping.

“You’re bleeding!?” Regulus whispers after his mouth is freed from the other boy's grasp. As the words come out, it’s just then when he realizes how close he and James are. One inch further and their noses would be touching, and an inch further than that, maybe they would be able to kiss; only if James wasn’t wanting to throttle him right then and there.

“Do you not remember what just occurred in the Gryffindor common room five minutes ago?” James inquires, rather annoyed.

“I mean- it’s still bleeding,” Regulus says, moving his hand to his own face, to demonstrate how the other’s face was, “Like a lot.”

“Oh, Christ-” James reaches to his own nose, feeling the mass amounts of blood drip onto his hand, and soon cradles it with the sleeve of his dress t-shirt, the t-shirt that still happens to be opened.

Regulus smirks lightly, and shakes his head, looking at the other boy, afraid that he will see every thought behind James’ eyes. Regulus hurt James, he knew that, maybe even the whole school knew now, but he couldn’t help but wish that maybe they could go back to the way they were? Less than thirty minutes ago, Regulus’ heart was broken from James, leaving him scarred and unloveable since their breakup. But, if what Sirius had said was true, maybe all it really was was just a misunderstanding. They could still be together, or at worst be friends. That way, Regulus didn’t have to feel like this anymore.

“What are you even doing, Regulus?” James whispers, softly, scanning the other boy from head to toe.

“Uhh.. you know.. standing in a broom closet.. waiting for my creepy groundskeeper to get lost.” Regulus replies quietly, picking at the skin on his finger.

“No, Regulus. What are you doing?”

But before he could even begin to think of a response to James’ question, a noise comes from outside of the door.

Meeeoowwwwww

James’ face twitches like a deer in headlights at the noise of Mrs. Norris. Putting a finger to Regulus’ mouth to shut him up, he holds in as much breath as he can, as if Filch had a sense to find students no matter what. Regulus tried his best not to laugh; the worst punishment he would get was detention, but on the other hand, James was at risk of being cut as a prefect. Unfortunately that could lead to him being removed from the quidditch team, (though, the school removing their only star player seemed like a total blunder in itself), but Regulus did not want to add another reason for why James hated him, which is the only reason why he’s going to do what he's about to do.

“YOO HOO! FILCHY!” Regulus shouts out, earning his body to be fully pulled into
James’, where he slaps a hand over his mouth, face to face. James gives Regulus a look that says “you’re bloody insane!”, and Regulus tries his best to break free from James’ grasp, which proves to be hard because of how muscular the other boy is.

Eventually, he does get out of the grasp, and swats at the hands that are still trying to reach for him, and finally exits the closet, leaving James in the dark again. Filch comes around the corner, storming right up the boy.

“STUDENT OUT OF BOUNDS AFTER CURFEW!!!!”

*******

Luckily, Regulus had managed to save James from getting in trouble; unfortunately for Reggie, he was let off with three detentions where he had to clean the dungeons' bathrooms.

“Don’t you think that is a bit excessive?!” Regulus states to his groundskeeper, indignantly.

Filch passes him the parchment with his sentence on it, “You are out of bounds after curfew!”

“I was sleepwalking!” Regulus shouts, definitely aggravating nearby paintings, but now he’s more focused on how James is still in the broom closet right next to them.

“You’re lucky I’m not sending you straight to Slughorn's office. See you tomorrow in the dungeons!” Filch sneers, picking up his cat and turning to where he came from.

A beat passes of Regulus watching the old man walk, seriously considering just cursing him right then and there.

“I bloody hate cats.”

Opening up the closet door again, Regulus casts ‘lumos’, and shines the light between him and the other boy. Apparently, James had been so scared of getting into trouble that he was still holding his breath, turning him into one giant tomato.

“Whew! That was scary!” James chokes out. Regulus looks James up and down, before grabbing onto him and pulling him into the breezy hallway.

Notes:

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