lesson - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 292
“Reggie,” James said in a voice so whiny Regulus knew he was going to be asked for something tortuous. “I need your help.”
“Of course you do,” Regulus muttered, but as he rolled his eyes he smirked as well. “What is it?”
The older boy unceremoniously slammed his bag full of books down on the table Regulus was studying at. “Potions,” he said emphatically, face twisting into a disgusted expression. “Can you explain to me how to make Amortentia without turning it pink?”
Smiling despite himself, Regulus pulled out James’s potion book and turned to the appropriate page. “You know,” he drawled, looking over the chapter, “it might be a better idea to ask someone in your year about this.”
“Nobody in my year is as smart as you,” James immediately said, as if the idea was ludicrous. But then he frowned. “Or, maybe a few are, but they’re not nearly as fun to look at.”
Regulus couldn’t help but smile a little at that. “Flattery gets you nowhere, Potter,” he muttered, still reading the pages. “Where are your lesson notes, hm?” he reached for James’s notebook, grabbing it before the older boy could. “This isn’t that bad, you must’ve gotten something from cla–”
But he cut himself off as he got to James's notes from the past lesson, which were dated appropriately but covered in doodles of Regulus’s name.
James, who was biting his bottom lip as he blushed and stifled a smile, shrugged unabashedly. “I was thinking of more important things that day, apparently,” he said, grinning.
Regulus could only roll his eyes, his own cheeks warming. “Idiot,” he said fondly, shaking his head.
“It’s your fault for distracting me,” the taller boy beamed, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
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