Prompt 3 - Assembly
@jegulus-microfic August 3, Word count 691
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“Do not take one more step towards me, Potter. I do not want you here,” Regulus snarled at him. James ignored him and came to a stop right beside him.
“What is your problem? What have I ever done to you for you to hate me so much?” James questions him, peering into his face as though he could decipher the answers from his non-existent expressions. It took Regulus a moment to collect himself. He hasn’t been this close to Potter alone for years. It’s a heady feeling. He shakes his head and storms off again. James jogs after him to catch him up.
“Hey! I asked you a question!” James grunts as he grabs ahold of Regulus’s arm and spins his around. Regulus, completely blindsided by the move, spins into his arms and James, taking the opportunity, locks them around Regulus like a cage. “That’s better now you can’t run away. Now I’m going to ask again. What is your problem with me?”
Regulus writhes against him, trying to get free of the iron grip James has on him. James responds by grasping his forearms, closing the circle of his arms and pressing Regulus tighter against his chest.
Regulus is trapped. His heart is thundering in his chest. He is certain James must be able to feel it. He breathes in and his senses are full of James. It’s oddly calming. He takes another deep breath and lets his forehead drop against James’s hard-muscled chest.
“I don’t,” Regulus said, defeated.
“Don’t what?” James sounded almost shocked that Regulus had even said anything.
“I don’t hate you,” He sighed, knowing that eventually James would put two and two together and be disgusted by him.
James’s arms around him soften, and before he knows it, his cage has turned into an embrace.
“You’re a weird one, you know that?” James chuckled, finally releasing him. “Is there really no other way to get that locket than to send Sirius in?”
“The only alternative is me, but if I’m caught the Dark Lord will know I survived the attack at Lestrange castle and will hunt me down. At the moment, he thinks I’m dead. I had Rorbey see to that. I know his secret and believe me when I say I am the most important person in this war. Without me, he will win.” He was back to business, taking a step away from James. He needed distance. His skin was still tingling from all the places James had touched him.
“I believe you,” James said, his face showing nothing but trust. “So when do we do this?”
“We?” Regulus asks, confused. In his plan, only Sirius would go to Grimmauld Place.
“I’m going,” James said, crossing his arms over his chest and giving him a try and stop me look. Regulus ran his fingers through his hair and gritted his teeth.
“Two people have more chance of getting caught.” He told James.
“Two people also have more eyes than one,” James countered. “Plus, Sirius and I have pulled off countless assignments where stealth was needed. I have a few tricks up my sleeve as well, you know,” James winked at him and a shockwave rocketed through his body. He had to force his body not to tremble with it.
“This isn’t some silly prank on Slytherins, Potter. This is real life or death,” He really didn’t like the way this conversation was going.
“Just trust me, okay? We’ll get you the locket.”
Regulus looked at the strange assembly before him. His brother, his brother’s boyfriend, lover, mate? Whatever. Their loud friend, who is only there because he won’t leave, and James Potter, with a dumb, determined smile on his face.
“Just, don’t be twats,” Regulus’s final words to the four would-be robbers. Remus and Marcus would be staying outside the house, keeping an eye on things. If Sirius and James failed, it was their job to try again.
“Have a little faith, Reggie,” Sirius blew a kiss at his brother before all four of them disapparated. Regulus groaned and began to pace the tree line as he waited impatiently for them to return.
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