𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝. || 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 (𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬), 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝.
𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭
Your skin was warmed by the fire crackling gently in the hearth. Tea steamed from a mug you grasped, smelling of bergamot and lavender. The soft hum of students surrounded you, though you were listening to Sirius’ sorrows, your legs draped over his lap.
You were quiet, nestled between Sirius and James as per usual, Remus’ sandy head resting against your side as you combed your fingers through his curls, your fingertips tracing the scars on the very edges of his face.
Many nights were spent like this, your back resting against James’ chest as Sirius vented about what a horrible brother Regulus was.
“I can’t believe he’s one of those cruel snakes. Such a pompous ass, thinking he’s so…”
Sirius trailed off as Remus’ hand rested on his thigh, giving the boy a gentle squeeze, a silent sign of comfort. Your head lulled back against James’ shoulder, a smile reaching your lips when he pressed a kiss to the corner of your eye.
For years, all you’d heard about Regulus was how horrid he was. You’d never met him, only seen him from afar, but Sirius spoke of him with agony, masked by annoyance and anger. You were patient enough to listen, never making him feel bad for expressing his angst.
“Sirius, he’ll come around,” you said softly, turning to hug him. James’ eyelids were heavy, stirring as you sat up off of him.
“You were just about asleep, mate,” Remus teased, and James made an offended face.
“Get to bed, you lot.”
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“You’re not coming?” you whined, frowning deeply.
“We’ve got detention for setting off fireworks in potions. Go have fun in Hogsmeade, don’t wait around for us here,” Sirius urged, pinching your cheeks gently.
You swatted his hands away, sighing. Remus hugged you, telling you to go, fastening your cloak properly and kissing your forehead. James waved you off, making you promise to bring him back some sugary sweets.
You waved, joining the other students who were going shopping on the cold Saturday, realizing it was the first time you’d ever gone alone.
The shops were warm as you popped in and out, stopping first to get the candy for the boys, as you promised. When the wind got bitter, you stepped into a busy cafe for coffee and snacks. There was only one tiny open table in the corner, and you sat down with a book that had been tucked into your back.
“May I sit? Sorry, the whole place is full,” a voice spoke, and you laughed, saying of course, recognizing the voice, until you remembered that Sirius wasn’t with you.
You looked up in shock, into all-too-familiar stormy grey eyes, attached to a head bearing thick, dark curls, but it wasn’t Sirius.
“Regulus?”
“Y/N, isn’t it?” he spoke softly, a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips.
You nodded, setting your book down and picking up your coffee cup as he sat across from you.
“I love that novel, it’s one of my favorites.”
“Mine too,” you whispered, running your fingertips along the well-worn spine. It had been Remus’ first, one you’d stolen upon finding you loved it, several years back.
“I love to read, more than anything. Poetry, mostly, but novels too. What’s another one you love? I’ll read it,” he asked, surprising you.
You slipped easily into a conversation about novels and poetry, nearly forgetting that you were supposed to hate him. Regulus was nothing like what you’d expected. Sirius had made him out to be the devil, but this boy before you was soft-spoken, sweet, and well-read. His jokes were intelligent, and he was almost painfully charming.
“How have I missed out on you, all these years?” He asked, a grin pulling at his lips.
You said nothing, just giving him a shy smile. Your conversation bled into the night, stars hanging in the sky when the cafe owner finally kicked you out.
“What time is it?” You asked, laughing.
“Nearly nine.”
“Oh fuck, we’ve missed the train back,” Regulus gasped, and you fought back laughter. It hardly seemed possible to you, that you’d lost so many hours to his charm.
“Come on, we’ll take the floo,” he said, taking your hand.
You squeezed it, giggling as he pulled you through a fireplace. You tumbled out into the slytherin common room, students staring at you in your red and gold scarf.
“Regulus, who’ve you got here?”
“This is Y/N, you ought to be nice to her or you’ll end up six feet below the black lake!”
You smiled at the grinning boy, who promised to see you safely back to your own dorms. The two of you slipped through the dark hallways, making sure you stayed out of sight after hours.
“Wait!” He grabbed your hand before you could climb through the painting, into the safety of your dormitory.
“Would you spend time with me again?”
“I’d love to,” you answered, gasping softly as he kissed you suddenly.
You kissed Regulus back. It was different with him than anyone else, it sent a burning through your whole body, warmth radiating from the inside out. You couldn’t explain it. He was nothing like the boys you’d been with in the past, nothing like the marauders, even. The chemistry was palpable, fireworks exploding as his tongue slipped against yours. The day with him felt like months, leaving you to wonder if that’s what a soulmate felt like.
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“Where have you been?” Remus asked as you walked into your dorm, or rather, their dorm that you’d moved into several years before.
“Getting lost,” you lied, finding yourself unable to confess the truth as you looked into Sirius’ dark eyes.
They knew you were lying, but they didn’t press the topic, not that night. James moved over in his bed, letting you take your usual place beside him. Sirius and Remus fell asleep fairly quickly, but your fingertips ran along your lips while your mind replayed the kiss with Regulus.
“Whatever you’re hiding, you can always tell me, bunny,” James whispered, startling you slightly.
You hated to lie again, so you said nothing, looking away from his intent gaze.
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Your fingertips smoothed over a piece of paper in your pocket, and you frowned, pulling it out. You definitely hadn’t put it there, and you were surprised by its presence. You opened the folded paper, trying to hide the grin on your face as you read the inked cursive.
astronomy tower. 11:30.
Sirius called your name, and you slipped the paper back into your pocket, running to catch up with your friends, pushing into the great hall for dinner. Your eyes scanned the Slytherin table, connecting with the grey gaze of your secret lover, one you’d spent the last two weeks sneaking around with.
Regulus smiled at you, his eyes following you as you walked by to sit with Sirius, who said something about Regulus being an ass. You ignored the comment, drinking tea and forking at the food before you, stealing glances at your boyfriend.
“You’re so absentminded recently. What’s going on with you?” Remus asked, catching your attention.
“I haven’t. It’s just O.W.L.S,” you snapped, earning uneasy glances.
“Don’t be a bit-” Sirius started, abruptly stopping when James gave him a threatening glare, reminding him who he was speaking to.
You stood up, pushing out of the table and leaving the group. You didn’t want them to know, but you felt horrible keeping the secret from your best friends, and you felt like a cornered animal as they noticed you’d been different.
A gasp escaped your lips as a hand wrapped around your wrist, pulling you through a doorway off of the hall you were practically running down. The heavy oak slammed shut, and a hand came over your mouth before you could scream.
“It’s just me, baby,” Regulus’ smooth voice calmed you as he slowly let go of you.
“Sorry I frightened you. You looked upset, I wanted to be sure you were okay,” his hands lifted to cradle your face, his thumbs gently stroking your cheeks.
“I’m fine,” you lied, holding his forearms, touching the dark tattoo that stretched across his skin.
“Tell me the truth.”
“Sirius will feel betrayed when he finds out about us, and Remus and James will hate that I kept it a secret. But I just want it to feel perfect for a while longer. To enjoy you without the drama,” you confessed, realizing you could trust Regulus.
“Why don’t you tell them after tonight? It’ll be less painful to get it out of the way, but tonight can just be about us,” Regulus suggested, and you nodded slowly.
He leaned down to press his lips to your forehead, letting go of your face in favor of hugging you, cuddling your body against his own. Relief washed over your anxious body, comforted by Regulus, the boy who was nothing like what you’d expected.
“They’re probably searching for me,” you said finally.
“Probably. I’ll see you tonight?”
“Tonight. I promise, under the stars,” you accepted a parting kiss before slipping back into the halls, unseen.
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“I hate that you’re always off disappearing,” Sirius snipped when you walked into the dorm, changing out of your uniform into a short dress that dipped low on your chest.
“Where are you off to, wearing that?” Remus questioned.
“I haven’t done laundry. It’s comfortable. Why are you so far up my ass?” You sighed.
“You’re different, you know,” James spoke, making you turn to him.
“I’m not.”
“You’re keeping secrets and you’re disappearing and you’re fighting with Siri and it’s horrible!” Emotion poured from the boy, startling the three of you.
“I’ll explain everything later. I’m sorry,” you finally broke the uncomfortable silence.
“Why can’t you tell us now?” Sirius grabbed your hand as you went for the door.
“Because I need a few more hours where you don’t absolutely hate me,” you spoke your first honest words in weeks.
“We could never hate you,” Remus swore, looking at you with anxious eyes.
“I’ll be back later,” you sighed, pulling out of Sirius’ grasp and traveling to the astronomy tower.
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The astronomy tower was in a secluded part of the castle, the surrounding areas not in use by current students and professors. It was quiet and isolated with a gorgeous view of the starry night sky, making it a perfect hideaway.
A warm breeze blew through the veranda as you ascended the stairs, stepping onto the platform. Pillows and cushions and blankets were spread out under the stars, Regulus draped on top of them. His shirt was unbuttoned, revealing creamy skin that practically glowed in the moonlight.
“Come here, my love,” he called to you affectionally, making your heart race.
You ran across the floor, practically falling on top of him, his hands catching your waist as he sat up with you in his lap.
“Missed me?” He teased, his lips finding purchase along your collarbone, kissing down to the valley of your breasts, what peered out over the hem of your dress.
“Every second I’m not with you.”
He hummed against your skin, pleased as you combed his curly hair through your fingers. Nobody ever touched him like that, never affectionate and loving. He craved it, he craved you.
“Regulus,” you breathed before his lips sealed with yours.
The taste of sugar and peppermint tea lingered as his tongue slid against yours, searching your mouth for a physical expression of love. His soft breaths turned into ragged moans as you pulled on his hair and ground harder against his lap, desire building between your hips.
“Let me fuck you, please, god and Merlin, let me fuck you,” he begged, mouthing desperately along your throat, hot kisses leaving marks, not thinking about the consequences that would come with the sunrise.
“Fuck me, I’ve never needed anyone so bad,” you nodded, rising up on your knees so he could rid you both of the fabric that separated you.
You wanted him, you needed him, you loved him, and you were about to give into every desire right then. He gently pushed you over, kneeling over you as your back rested on soft velvet.
His hips settled between your thighs, Regulus’ back arching as he kissed your body. A hand dipped between you, tracing lightly through your folds, rubbing a delicate circle over your clit. You squeezed his biceps, mewling in need, your hips lifting to grind your soaked sex against his hand.
“I’m ready, please don’t make me wait,” the beg pulled a smile from Regulus.
He held your hips still as he carefully pushed into you, overwhelmed by the tight heat that welcomed him in. You felt divine, like a goddess of absolute perfection that could pull an orgasm from him in seconds if he was reckless.
“Fucking hell,” Regulus swore, sinking in until his hips met yours and he was buried deep against your cervix.
The breath was stolen from your lungs, the depth of his slow thrusts ripping moans from your parted lips. You gazed up at the stars over his shoulder, holding him close as he fucked into you hard and deep, blurring the millions of glittering lights.
You felt like burning satin around him, and Regulus wanted to live and die inside your cunt. Your pretty noises made his hips stutter, encouraged by the expression of pure pleasure.
He kissed you again, swallowing your moans and feeling you tremble beneath him. You gasped as he broke the kiss, sitting up, his fingers intertwining with yours. A sudden fear that he was climbing off of you shot through your mind, Regulus recognizing the startled gaze.
“I’ve got you, just relax.”
You calmed down at the soft reassurance, your back arching as his thrusts grew faster, able to reach new places inside of you at this angle. You could no longer pull on the blankets, instead squeezing his hands as you were positioned to give your entire body to him.
Regulus watched your abdomen tense up, your muscles quaking as you teetered on the edge of a violent orgasm. He released your hand in favor of thumbing at your clit, urging you softly to come around him.
“Let go, baby. Let me make you feel good,” Regulus hummed, rubbing tight circles on your bundle of nerves, smirking as your thighs twitched around his hips.
You screamed as you came, your cunt spamming around his cock and the tension releasing in your core. Your back arched off of the velvet, your body writhing mindlessly as the orgasm tore through you in waves.
“Sorry,” Regulus choked out as he came inside of you, your ecstasy dragging him into his own. The apology came as you whimpered, shuddering under the overstimulation of him filling up your pussy.
“I couldn’t help myself, you’re just too perfect,” he teased, lightly kissing your face, his lips ghosting at the corners of your eyes.
You tilted your head, pouting your lips to get a kiss, making him smile against you. Your hiss of discomfort pained him as he pulled out, waving his wand to clean you both up, as much as the spell could.
Regulus laid back down beside you, smiling as you curled up on top of him, your head resting over his beating heart. His fingertips traced up and down your bare back as he kissed your head, soaking up the moment of perfection.
The two of you whispered back and forth, talking softly in the night, a tangle of limbs until the run started to break over the horizon. He kissed you passionately, hugging you close while you perched on his lap.
“I don’t want to leave you,” you whined.
“What are you doing after class today?” He asked, squeezing your hips.
“Probably cleaning up the mess this is going to cause with the marauders,” you sighed, dropping your cheek onto Regulus’ shoulder.
“Come to the slytherin commons. We’ll make some tea and you can lay in my arms, and just not think about them for a bit.”
“That sounds perfect.”
You resided yourself to getting dressed, giggling and shying away as his hands ran up your legs. He slipped back into his own clothing, taking your hand and walking with you through the quiet halls.
“With him?”
You whipped around, seeing Sirius step out of doorway, Remus and James both behind him.
“Sirius, stop,” Regulus began, but he was interrupted by his older brother.
“You could’ve had anyone. I should’ve known when you were going behind our backs, that it was because you were fucking this traitor,” Sirius seethed, and angry tears welled in your vision.
“You’re wrong about Regulus. I love him, and you don’t get to tell me who to love. I didn’t tell you about us because I knew you’d react like this. I knew you would hate me!” you defended yourself and Regulus.
“I don’t hate you, you idiot, I wanted to keep you safe!” Sirius shouted, making you wince back.
“Don’t fucking yell at her!” James thundered, and you sank against Regulus’ chest.
“Grow up, Sirius,” Regulus snapped, taking your hand.
“Why don’t you skip classes? Come relax with me today?” he questioned, pulling you away from the group.
You nodded, following him into the slytherin dorms to curl up on the green couches next to a fire.
“I’m sorry...”
“You’re worth it, Regulus,” you answered, kissing the boy you were falling in love with.
