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Hi guys, honestly I LOVE jegulus and that's why I just wanted to make a little story about them, so if you want to read it, enjoy it , And I think it could have happened like this

One night a boy with black curly hair and moon glasses was walking through the empty Hogwarts corridors, the invisibility cloak slipped over him, he didn't expect a student to come across him or anyone else. It felt strange for the 17 year old Potter, without his friends by the side, in the dead of night and sneaking out, but everything changed at the moment, he just needed time for himself, without the others.

It was obvious that they were Grown up in body, even Peter got, even if only shameful, cheekbones, but instead of being proud of James now much more curved and masculine body, he felt miserable.

James quickened his pace, almost stumbling. He panted in and breathed out.

His mind wandered around Lily. After so long, she was now sending him signs. She sent James those silly letters with hearts and stuff that he'd sent her a long time ago. Now he had stopped. It surprised him himself, but suddenly she no longer aroused erections in him, no butterflies in his stomach, not even a little tingling in her fingertips when she 'accidentally' touched him, no, he now knew what it was like to be turned on by someone where you just wanted to clap each other, and that was what upset him.

He would turn her away if she wanted anything that had to do with physical relationships, and he even had a damned idea why he'd lost interest in her, because someone else had charmed himself into James Feeling and had totally ousted Evans.

All right, what's the problem? said his friends.

Well, the only problem from his point of view was that he would perish if he told his best friend that he felt of his little brother.

When potter was in bed at night and heard the others snoring.

Then he could only think of the name Regulus

The name hissed in his head too, and the face of him. He was probably the most beautiful and valuable thing in the world.

James ran even faster and didn't pay any attention to how much less he was doing, he was too entangled in his thoughts, which is why he didn't notice someone following him with easy steps.

James was finally where he wanted to be. On the exit to Hagrid's hut, he jumped down the steps, but turned right, and now, holding the cloak in a ball in his hand, ran to the whipping willow. He sighed at the sight of what had happened here, whatever the circumstances, he came to rest.

You could hear the light wind gusts that the willow caused with its only light blows today. Sighing, he let himself fall on the dry summer ground and stared into nothing, and he tried hard not to think about Black again, the Black who had wrapped him around his finger without even noticing it or just trying to want, but that's how it works. That's just how it is in life, only it depressed him that that after all these years he had finally achieved it

going out with Lily Evans and what about now? Feelings were gone.

“Potter" suddenly came a voice from behind him and he winced. Without even turning around, he said in the same death. "Black" James heard the smile and the approaching steps. "What are you up to, Potter?" asked he. James felt his hot look on the back of his neck and turned his head to face him. "What am I supposed to be doing?" Regulus raised an eyebrow. "I'm used to when you're somewhere, something happens at any moment," his voice was a strange mixture of reassurance and amusement. James just shrugged and patted beside him. Without much hope that he would actually sit down next to him, he was half finished and half disappointed. He sat at least three feet away from James.

Time passed and Regulus began to pant. "Why am I not here at all? I have something important to do!" he said dutifully but James' voice held him. "It's 12 o'clock, what big things do you have to do?"

Regulus said nothing more and just sat there, but after a while he said

"A Muggle-born child is moped by little parasites in my house, and stolen, and pestered, playing hide and seek with his most important things at home, so just guess what I've been doing for hours?"

There was silence again, nobody knew what to say until suddenly a cold wind came up. The two wrapped their arms around her body and exchanged a brief look. "I'm cold," James said unnecessarily, whereupon Regulus just nodded and looked at him uncertainly, "Me too," he sniffed, and we both narrowed the distance between each other until we were shoulder to shoulder. James felt a warm flutter; Regulus yawned and rubbed his eyes. "Maybe I should have waited until tomorrow to find these things," he shook his head slightly. "He is only twelve! A child, he shouldn't feel bad here," growled Regulus,

James gasped when Regulus suddenly leaned his head tiredly on his shoulder.

Was that really happening right now? He thought.

A puff of air made the hair blow from his forehead. He smiled, and inhaled the scent of Regulus, and without even thinking, he put his arm around Regulus' waist. The Black didn't seem to notice or say nothing about it. And at that very moment he realized that his Patronus memory was this one, Regulus next to him, nothing more he needed. James relaxed more and more until the Black suddenly pulled himself out of the half-hug and looked at James crookedly. "All good?" asked He. Potter wanted him back with him. "It was just a strange feeling," Regulus muttered and looked at James again lost in thought. "You are-" He didn't finish the sentence and dropped back next to James. "Irresistible?" said he provocatively and grinned. Potter was just in Seventh Heaven. Regulus smiled weakly. Their heads came closer and closer until they were only a few centimeters apart. "What are we up to now, Potter?" There was nervousness in Regulus' voice, his breathing was fast, and James doubted if that was really the right thing to do. "I don't know, Black" James's gaze was fixed on the prefect's not far away lips. Another wind blew our hair in all directions but they didn't move a millimeter away from each other.

You use this posture for a long time, inhaling and exhaling the air of the other, a fearful expression appeared on Regulus face, he fixed the tip of James nose,

while Potter kept sliding from Regulus eyes to his lips. And then out of nowhere, Regulus suddenly put his lips on James. it was only a short or even a breath, but it was probably the most beautiful thing James was ever allowed to experience. "This will be my new Patronus memory," he whispered, grinning. Regulus smiled and leaned back against James.

James knew he would never let go of this boy.

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