"Wait did you just call me attractive?" He asks with a huge smirk plastered across his face.

no. "Yes."

"Ok then. You can ask a question I guess while I think." He responds still smirking.

"Uumm." I thought to myself, the first question to pop into mind was spat out, "are you seeing anyone?" I ask. Ok what is going on?

"Not seriously no. I do have quite a few... let's say 'meetings' though." He chuckles. Ew. "My turn" he continues. "Why do you get so quiet and zone out sometimes?" huge question.

"Um well... growing up, James and I went through quiet a lot. Our mum drinks quite often and that quickly turns into arguments with our father." I take a deep breath. "Some times it gets violent. Most of the time towards father and I. Almost never  James. When I zone out I'm usually stuck in my head or having silent panic attacks. I get some pretty bad flashbacks too when I hear yelling." I begin to tear up.

He looks at me like he feels bad and comes to sit next to me. I was staring into the fire and took another sip of tea as I sobbed at the memories flooding in my head.

He took the tea from me and set it down, then grabbed my chin turning my head to look at him. He looked in my eyes and said "you're not alone in that." I just stared in response, getting lost in his grey eyes. Then it hit me.

"Regulus." I sniffle and he raises his eyebrows in question. "Why am I telling you all of this?"

He lets out a breath he seemed to be holding for quite some time. "I put veritaserum in your tea." I look at him like he's a mad man, tears welling up in my eyes once again. "It was supposed to be a joke. Now I just feel like a dick." He sits back and shoves his face into his palms. I just stare into the fire once again. Crying in silence.

Suddenly I felt a pair of arms wrap around my body. I turn to look at the boy. "I'm sorry." He let's go, I notice he too has tears forming in his eyes. Instantly feeling bad, I hug him. Hesitantly he hugs back.

The smell of his cologne takes over my senses and I close my eyes laying my head on his chest. Letting the tears fall.

"I'm sorry for going soft." I say looking back up to him, still wrapped in his arms and he in mine.

"Here's your tie." He pulls it out of his pocket and hands it to me and I take his off and hand it to him. "You can go now." He looks out the window, now avoiding any contact with me.

"I would rather not..." I say in a softer tone. He just shakes his head.

"I'm supposed to hate you Y/n." He looks at me his face filled with confusion and stress. "I can't let myself get like this around you." He points to his glossy eyes.

"Regulus come here." I stand up and put out my hand for him to take. Hesitantly, he takes it and I pull him out onto his balcony. I point to the sky. "See those?"

"The stars?" He sounds very confused.

"Yes tHe sTarS." I mock, "I was raised with the story that the universe has a reason for everything. The stars are in a jumble most of the time, but when stars align in just the right way, things will change forever, either in a good or bad way." I light a cigarette and take a puff. "When one passes on, they become one of those stars and changes everyone else's life for worse or for better. That just depends on how you view the ways of the universe." I lean on the railing and just look up.

"Do you really believe that?" He asks in almost a whisper, arms crossed, also looking up.

"I do. I've always found your family very unique for being named after constellations." He looks at me confused. "Why's that?" He asks. "Because that becomes a direct relationship with stars. Sirius is one of my best friends as you know, and I already know when he passes, if it's before me of course, he will be one of my good stars. As for you" I press my pointer finger into his chest. "I have an annoyance with your presence sometimes, and I love being your 'enemy' don't get me wrong, but I can't tell if you're going to be one of my good or bad stars." I admit this whole heartedly.

He just looks at me with a smirk again. "What're you smirking at?" I take another drag off my cigarette.

"No reason. I guess I'm just shocked you think I'd be a good star in this scenario." I scoff at this.

"You're a dick head you know that?" I respond.

"I do know that thank you very much." We walk back inside and I make my way to the door.

"Y/n." I turn around. "Don't you dare tell a single soul about this you hear me? I still hate you." He spits. I laugh at this quietly.

"Of course your highness." I joke "goodnight Black."

"Goodnight Potter."

I then walk back to the Gryffindor common room, not seeing anyone I care about, I go straight to bed.

Today was an emotional roller coaster.
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