#regulus black self insert

The satisfying crunch of fresh snow under Regulus's boots made his skin crawl as he approached what once was one of the best wizarding schools in the world. The formerly famous school now reduced to nothing but rubble, a shell of its former self.

This wouldn't have happened if you were by his side. You...just where were you? A blood curdling scream pierced the Slytherin's ears, his heart pounding in his chest. Picking up the pace, he began to jog, then full on sprint to the pile of bricks and stone. He didn't stop. He didn't stop as he gasped for breath, his lungs burning. He didn't stop as he watched the pillowy white snow beneath his feet become a bone chilling crimson color.

Once Regulus reached his destination, only then did he stop and fall to his knees. Slumped over a table was your cold and unmoving body, blood pooling onto the pristine marble. He couldn't say anything, his body in such a state of shock as he slowly made his way over to you. His hands shook as he reached over to cradle your face, your eyes closed and lips slightly parted.

"No...no, you can't...you can't leave me yet. You're supposed to stay by my side!" he murmured in a panicked voice, tapping your cheeks as if to wake you from slumber. "Come on, wake up dammit!" Regulus hissed, shaking your lifeless body, not caring about the blood staining his hands.

"They're dead, Mr. Black." An ominous voice made Regulus feeeze in his place, his head slowly turning to see a tall, pale skinned figure, cloaked in black. He twirled his wand, a sadistic smile on his lips.

As Regulus moved to pull out his own wand, the figure tilted his head, his smirk widening. "Are you really planning on killing me with the same wand you used...to kill your beloved?"

The question sent Regulus's entire mind into a sudden state of confusion. The figure gestured towards his hands and when Regulus looked down, he felt like he'd puke right then and there.

His hands were covered in thick, crimson blood...your blood. His wand sat in his lap, stained red. The Dark Mark on his forearm burned and he let out a hiss. Then, a hand reached out and wrapped around his wrist in a gentle manner.

What Regulus saw next shook him to his very core. You, who was so much as dead just a moment ago, were looking him dead in the eyes, your lips twisted into a frown.

"Why'd you do it, Regulus?" you murmured, moving to lean in closer to him. "Why'd you kill me?"

"I....I didn't. I swear by my love for you, I didn't do it." But even in his state of denial, you kept repeating the same question.

"Why'd you kill me, Reggie? All I ever did was love you." you said, your voice getting louder and your grip on his wrist getting tighter."

Along with your voice, more voices began to ask the same question: "Why'd you kill them, Regulus?" Some voices he recognized: James, Lily, Remus...Sirius. Others seemed like jumbled versions of voices he'd heard in passing.

"I didn't kill them! It wasn't me!"

"Why'd you kill them, Regulus?"

"Stop-"

"Why'd you kill them?"

"No!"

"WHY?"

"STOP!"

Regulus woke up in a cold sweat, his breathing rapid and ragged as he gasped for breath. This was the third night in a row that he'd had that exact same dream. His hands trembled as he reached for a glass of water from the bedside table, his eyes unintentionally landing on that wretched Dark Mark scar. The thing that had polluted his mind and made him do unspeakable things in the past. Even though it was reduced to a nasty, snake shaped scar, he wanted it gone. Forever.

Regulus began to scratch at the mark, digging his fingernails into his skin. He didn't care about the pain or the fact that his skin was getting tender and red. "Get off....Why is this...stupid mark still here if he's dead?" he muttered to himself, scratching faster and harder.

Regulus's muttering woke you up, your eyes slowly cracking open as you turned on the bedside lamp. "Reggie? What's wrong?" you murmured, sitting up and rubbing your sleepy eyes.

He didn't answer, still muttering to himself like a madman, his nails digging deeper into his porcelain like skin.

You scooted up behind him, looking over his shoulder to see just what was going on.

"Regulus? Are you alr-?" That's when you saw it. The red and tender skin, the small dots of blood dripping from the shallow wounds on his forearm.

"Regulus! What are you doing? You're hurting yourself!" you exclaimed, grabbing his wrist and examining the damage.

"I need to get it off." He grunted, pulling his wrist away again.

His agitated expression sent a wave of something between sadness and anger through you. You grabbed his face and forced him to look at you, your voice a lot less gentle and a lot more stern.

"Regulus Arcturus Black. You will tell me what the hell is going on right now, do you understand me?"

Regulus opened his mouth to protest, but that look in your eyes made him stop. He blinked at you a few times, his trance like state diminishing as he swallowed the lump in his throat.

"I had another nightmare." he admitted, your gaze softening. You'd been helping him get back to sleep for the past two nights after he'd had these nightmares. You'd never pressed him about what their contents was, but now, after tonight, you needed to know what was plaguing his slumber.

"Come on. Let's go get you cleaned up."

The two of you now stood in your bathroom, Regulus leaning against the sink as you cleaned his wound. He'd really done a number on himself: the skin was still red and raw, the shallow wounds making it look like the snake shaped scar had been chopped into pieces. You carefully began to bandage the wound, stopping for a second.

In that moment, you lifted his arm up to your face, leaning forward and pressing a feather light kiss to the scared skin. Regulus felt his heart clench at the display of affection, his eyes beginning to water. Once you'd finished bandaging his wound, you moved to stand in front of him, gently cupping his face in your hands.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you like that. You can tell me what happened when you're ready. I won't pressure you to tell me right now..." you whispered, leaning up and pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

"It's fine. You were worried about me."

The dark haired male swallowed, his eyes fluttering shut as he shook his head. He'd kept silent about it for too long and it was eating him up inside. "....I'll tell you."

You could see his eyes start to water again, his voice getting a bit shaky.

"You....you died."

Your warm expression dropped, your hands pausing from caressing his face. But you didn't say anything, letting him continue.

"You died in my arms, your body cold and lifeless. Then...he appeared."

Regulus's grip on your hips tightened a bit as he recalled the horrible, evil man who dared to call himself a wizard. Lord Voldemort.

"He told me that...that I killed you. Then, there was so much blood and, I looked over and...you were staring at me. You grabbed my wrist-"

Regulus's breath hitched momentarily. He swallowed down the faint metallic taste in the back of his throat, his eyes closing as tears spilled from them.

"You agreed with him. You told me I killed you. And the voices, they just got louder. James, Lily, Barty, everyone was pointing accusatory fingers at me. Even Sirius-"

"Shhh. Reg, it was all just a dream. Your conscience is trying to mess with you. To blame you for a past your had no control over." you murmured, pulling him closer to you.

"See? I'm here. I'm alive. You would never so much as lay a hand on me, much less....take my life."

Regulus looked at you through watery eyes, leaning in to bury his face into your neck. You ran your fingers through his hair in a soothing manner, trying to hush his silent sobbing.

"It's all over but, I'm still reminded of what I've done. This stupid Dark Mark-"

"This Dark Mark means nothing, okay? You weren't yourself when you did those things. Voldemort's dead and gone, and this mark means nothing now. If anything, this mark shows that you overcame all the difficulties he put you through." Your eyes shone with a look of sorrow, your free hand rubbing his back.

"It hurts...it hurts so much..." he whispered, drawing in a shaky breath as he tried not to cry again.

You knew he wasn't referring to his self inflicted wounds. He was referring to his heart.

The lump of tissue in his chest that had been poked and prodded at and messed with countless times before. The organ that, along with his brain, had been caged in the clutches of one of the most vile wizards to ever exist.

His heart, which he had guarded with his life from the horrors of the wizarding world for so long. His heart, which he had absentmindedly given to you; to hold, to heal, to care for.

"I know...trust me, I know." Your fingers knotted into his dark tufts of hair, wanting to know that you were here. That you were alive and well. That you would cling to him like a plague and never let go.

Regulus pulled away after a while, now gripping your hand and intertwined your fingers, looking into your eyes as if looking into your soul.

"I...don't deserve this...I don't deserve you-" he whispered, resting his forehead against yours.

"Yes, you do, Reg. You deserve all of the love and warmth and comfort this world has to offer. Don't look at yourself like that. You're a human with the needs to be safe and loved and happy, just like everyone else." you told him, caressing the backs of his hands with your thumbs.

"Please...don't hurt yourself anymore. Physically or mentally. You know I can't bare seeing you like this." Regulus nodded, pulling you in for a hug and resting his head on your shoulder.

"I won't...I promise." he whispered, gently rubbing your back. A moment of silence passed between you two before he pulled away and held your face again, leaning in to kiss you.

The kiss was slow and soft, filled with raw emotion and the feelings you felt for each other. You leaned against him, a soft sigh escaping your lips and entering his. Both of you could feel the crushing weight of each other's love and devotion coursing through your bodies.

"I love you so much..." Regulus murmured after pulling away, gently nuzzling his nose against yours.

"I love you too...so very much." you whispered back, your thumb now carefully caressing his bandaged wound.

That scar may stay with Regulus forever, but so would you. 🩹

The feeling of tiny hands shaking your shoulder broke you out of your dreamlike trace of sleep at what seemed like...5:00 am. You rubbed your eyes, turning on the lamp on your bedside table, your vision slowly adjusting to the dim light and making out the small figure on your bed.

"Harry? Sweetie, what's wrong?" you murmured, your voice groggy with sleep. Harry, your four year old nephew, sat at the edge of your bed. He was clutching a stuffed rabbit plush you had bought him, his bright green eyes wet with tears, a bit of snot dripping from his nose.

"I-I had a nightmare..." the poor boy sobbed, clutching the rabbit closer to his chest. You felt a pang of sadness through your heart, grabbing a tissue from your bedside table and holding it to him nose. He blew his nose into it, sniffling as you wiped his tears with another one.

"Can I sleep with you two tonight?" You obviously couldn't say no, your heart going out to the four year old. It had been 4 years now since he lost his parents and was put under you and Regulus's care. Speaking of Regulus...just where was he?

Oh, that's right, he was sleeping next to you, groggily blinking his eyes as the sound of Harry's sobbing woke him.

"Hey, what happened?" he asked, his voice a little gruff. He scooted over to sit next to you, watching as you pulled Harry into your lap.

"He had a nightmare again." you muttered, holding the small boy to your chest and gently stroking his hair. "Aw, no. Want me to do the thing, bub?" Regulus asked, playfully poking Harry's cheek.

The little boy giggled softly, sniffling and nodding his head. Regulus got out of bed and padded over to the closet, rummaging through it and pulling out his wand. He closed his eyes for a moment, walking back over to the bed and taking Harry's rabbit plush. He set it down on the bed, raising his wand and muttering a spell he'd used countless times before.

Upon casting the spell, the little rabbit plush seemed to come to life, lifting its head and wiggling its ears. Regulus pointed to Harry, the rabbit facing the little boy before it started to do a silly little dance.

"Look, Harry! He's doing a different one this time." you hummed, Harry's crying subsiding. He clapped his tiny hands, a laugh that could put a smile on anyone's face leaving him. Regulus waved his wand once again and the rabbit plush walked up you Harry, crawling up his body and giving him a hug, its face in the crook of his neck.

"Aw, how sweet." you sighed, glancing from the heartwarming scene to your husband who was making his way back into bed. "Feeling better, Harry?" Regulus asked, Harry nodding his head a squeezing the rabbit.

"Thank you, papa Regulus." Regulus felt a surge of warmth run through him at the sound of Harry calling him "papa." He leaned over and pressed a kiss to the boy's cheek, ruffling his hair.

"You're welcome, bud. Now come on. It's time to get some sleep."

Harry was now curled up between the two of you, rabbit plush clutched to his chest. He looked so peaceful as he slept, like he didn't have a care in the world (which he probably didn't). You gently caressed his cheek, glancing over at Regulus who seemed to still be hung up on Harry calling him "papa."

You reached out and squeezed his hand, his attention now turning to you. "James...He would be beyond proud of you for stepping up and taking care of his son. I swear on Merlin's name that James and Lily are smiling down on you right now."

Regulus let out a sigh, squeezing your hand in return. "I know, I just...I don't want it to look like I'm trying to replace him, you know? He was a really great friend and an amazing person, I-"

You cut Regulus off by leaning over and pressing a kiss to lips, just a small one. The two of you carefully moved and got out of bed as to not disturb Harry as he slept. You walked out into the hallway of your cozy cottage, cupping Regulus's face in your hands. "Reg, no one thinks you're replacing James. Just think about it; if we had a child and something, god forbid, happened to us, do you think James and Lily would do the same for us? Absolutely, in a heartbeat." you said, resting your forehead against his.

"He loved you, Reg. He probably trusted you more than any of the others. I know that if he could, he could tell you take care of Harry." Your words stirred something within Regulus, the dark haired male's eyes getting watery.

You wrapped your arms around him, his own arms immediately returning the hug. "He'd think I'm a good father to his son?" you heard him mumble, his voice cracking a bit.

"He'd think you're a wonderful father to his son." you reassured him, rubbing his back and stroking his hair.

After a while, you two made your way back into the bedroom, getting into bed and laying back. You pressed a soft kiss to Harry's head, Regulus doing the same before giving you a quick kiss.

"Good night." he whispered, intertwining your fingers underneath the duvet.

"Good night." You squeezed his hand back, smiling to yourself as your head hit your pillow and sleep finally took over.🐰

Great. Another sleepless night.

You blankly stared up at your ceiling, unable to slip away into the comforts of dreamland like most everyone else in your neighborhood.

The bouts of insomnia you suffered from every night brought you great feelings of stress and unease. You had gone to your doctor with complaints about your sleeping habits and your lack thereof, only to be prescribed some bottle of pills dubbed as "anti-insomnia meds." Saying they worked...was a stretch.

You'd still lay awake, restless and tired of being so damn tired. But sometimes, the meds did work, giving you the peaceful relief of sleep...with a little added...twist?

During these small periods of unconsciousness, you'd find yourself waking up and unable to move. At all. You couldn't even speak.

Sleep paralysis.

You weren't really panicked since you'd experienced it a few times before, but now it was getting a lot more intense. You'd wake up and feel an almost crushing weight on your chest, your breath leaving you for a few seconds too long. Or you would hear someone whispering your name around your room, their voice smooth and sultry. But the strange part was: you almost never saw anyone in your room.

And if you did, it was just an intimidating, shadowy figure, its body pitch black. You couldn't really make out any shapes except for a pair of twisted horns atop its head. Its beady red eyes would stare into your soul as the figure stood in the corner of your room, not saying anything, just...starting. Just...watching, like the way a predator stalks its prey.

But tonight...tonight was different. Very different.

You woke up in a cold sweat, your body feeling numb with that "pins and needles" feeling all over. You tried to sit up, but to no avail. As you tried to bring yourself out of your paralysis, your eyes spotted a mound of sorts on the chair next to your desk.

'What the hell?' you thought, staring at the mound. You swore you didn't leave any clothes out or pile anything up on your chair. As you attempted once more to move your body or say anything, a voice broke your concentration.

A very familiar voice.

"Don't tire yourself out now." the voice said, the same smooth and buttery tone filling your ears. And that's when you saw it. The figure that would stand and stare at you from the corner of your room was now sitting directly in front of your desk. You could see it stand up, its murky form towering over your desk, red eyes looking into your soul.

"Since we haven't formally met each other, I'll go ahead and introduce myself, hm?" What were you gonna do? Say no? You watched with slightly shaky eyes as the tall figure walked around your bed, taking his time before finally stepping into the stream of moonlight that shone in through your windows.

As terrifying as this was, you couldn't take your eyes off of him. His skinny, yet fit build. His slim face. As he stepped into the moonlight, his seemingly red eyes became a dark gray color, twinkling in the light. His black curls fell in his face a bit and the horns on his head had disappeared. He wore a white linen lace shirt with laces at the collar tucked into high waisted black pants. To top it all off, he wore a few pieces of silver jewelry; his slender fingers adorned with rings and a simple necklace around his neck.

"Nice to meet you, Y/n. My name is Regulus...and I'm your sleep paralysis demon." the figure said. You caught a glimpse of his pointed canines as he spoke, lifting your unmoving hand and pressing his lips to the back of it.

A chill ran through your whole body, the demon grinning at your reaction. Your eyes were wide in fear, incoherent grunts leaving your lips and making regulus frown in response.

"You don't look too happy to see me." he pouted, his voice full of mock disappointment. "Understandable, since its not every night your sleep paralysis demon strikes up conversation. Especially when the other party can't speak."

Regulus stepped closer and sat at the edge of the bed near your chest. He leaned over and slowly ran a finger over your jaw, his pointed nail dragging against your skin.

"Don't worry. i'm not going to do anything...yet." he murmured, holding your chin and turning your face in his hand. "I'd much rather we both be able to move before I act on impulse."

'This isn't real, it can't be. I'm hallucinating. I just need to wake up.' you thought to yourself, trying desperately to move your body.

"Oh, look at that. You're trying to move. How cute." Regulus hummed, trailing his fingers down your neck and over your collarbones.

'Come on! wake up! this isn't real.' you thought, your breathing getting a bit strained. You tried everything in your power to move your body, even an inch.

"Since you'll probably be waking up soon, i'll leave you with something to remember me by." You let out a choked grunt as you felt one of his nails dig into your wrist, drawing some blood.

'Wake up.'

Regulus leaned over, his warm breath fanning over your ear. He proceeded to press a kiss to it, his tongue playfully darting out.

'Wake up.'

"Until we meet again, dear."

'WAKE UP!'

A strangled gasp left your throat as you jolted up, frantically looking around your room only to find it empty. A dull pain ran through your wrist and when you looked down, your heart dropped.

Right there, on your skin, was a rather wide cut, crimson liquid dripping from it. "What the fuck?" you muttered to yourself, still feeling watched as you got up to go bandage your wrist.

Three days had passed since that night and things were just getting weirder. You'd hear the demon's voice calling your name, even in wakefulness. You'd feel cold hands around your neck or on your hips, and each time you'd turn around, no one was there.

But these strange occurrences where all explained as you woke up sweaty and panting for breath. Unlike other nights, you could actually move your body and speak. But just like those other nights, it would be a struggle to get back to bed.

You slowly got out of your bed, making your way to your bathroom. Your reflection stared back at you in the mirror, your exhaustion evident. You sighed and splashed water on your face, your mind drifting to him.

"...I need to take my meds." you mumbled, opening up your medicine cabinet and taking out the white pill bottle. When you closed the door and looked back into the mirror, your heart practically jumped out of your chest, the bottle falling from your hands and into the sink.

Right behind you, staring you down in the mirror, was none other than who was supposed to be your sleep paralysis demon. But you were wide awake (well, kinda).

"Miss me, darling?" Regulus mused, that cocky little grin on his face. You felt like your voice was stuck in your throat, your hands trembling as you went to grab your pills.

"Ah ah ah. No, you don't need these." he said, swiftly grabbing your wrist and plucking the bottle from your hand.

"You...you're not real. You're just something my brain thought up after my paralysis episodes." you said, watching through the mirror as he lifted your wrist, pressing a kiss to the cut he'd made nights before.

"Hm, keep telling yourself that, love." Regulus murmured against your wrist, his chest pressing against your back. Your heart was going a mile a minute, your senses dulled by his strong presence.

"I think," he began, his other hand coming up to wrap around your neck in a firm, but gentle grip. Regulus forced you to look at him through the mirror, his gray eyes glinting with something darker.

"You rather enjoy my company. I think I've been on your mind. all day. everyday." your stomach twisted into knots as Regulus whispered into your ear, the thumb of the hand holding your wrist pressing down on your raw wound.

"Give in, Y/n. You know you want to." he continued, his piercing gray eyes staring into yours.

"You don't need these silly pills. They're probably not even working." You watched as he let go of your neck and grabbed the bottle of anti-insomnia medication, skillfully popping off the cap and pouring the pills into your trash bin.

"I can help you sleep. When I'm done with you, you'll have the best sleep of your life. I promise." you swallowed thickly, your knees going weak. A strange sensation ran through your body, as if some unknown force was drawing you into him. You didn't even have to say anything.

The new look in your eyes was enough for him.

"Good. Now, I need you to relax for me, okay? Can you do that for me, love?" the demon whispered, leaning his head into the crook of your neck. You shivered at the feeling of his lips pressing to your pulse point.

You were like putty in his hands, free for him to touch and mold. One of his hands creeped along the hem of your shirt and soon slipped underneath the thin fabric. A soft gasp left you as the cold metal of his rings passed over your warm skin, his nails dragging over.

"Is this your plan? To mess with me till I fall asleep?" you questioned, your free hand snaking up to tangle into his dark curls. A dark chuckle vibrated in his chest as he pulled his hand out from under your shirt and tilted your chin.

"Would it be so bad if it was?" Regulus mused, his hot breath fanning over your lips. "You don't hate this. I can tell. That look in your eyes is practically begging for my attention. Is that what you want, darling? My attention?"

You stomach lurched at his words, your hands getting sweaty and clammy. All you could do was nod, your words failing you once again.

"Say it. Say you want my attention."

"I want...your atte-!" Before you even finished your sentence, Regulus's lips were on yours, hungry and passionate. It wasn't long before Regulus was lifting you up by your thighs and sitting you onto your bathroom counter.

You tugged him closer, your hands gripping fistfuls of his hair, making him grunt into your mouth. His hand slipped underneath your shirt again, his other messing with the drawstrings of your sweatpants.

A slightly pained moan left your lips as you felt his canines dig into your bottom lip. The metallic taste of blood mingled with Regulus's own sweet taste as his tongue now ran over your bottom lip.

Unfortunately, humans need air. The two of you parted from each other, breathing ragged and eyes half lidded. The sight of you dazed (and considerably sleep deprived) with blood dripping down your lip did something absolutely bizarre to him.

"How beautiful." Regulus whispered, reaching over, wiping your bottom lip and licking the blood off of his thumb. "How absolutely gorgeous." He then leaned back in to press kisses to your neck and collarbone, occasionally biting and sucking on the skin to mark you as his.

You could feel yourself slipping, coming undone in his hands. You let your hands fall from his hair, fingers nimbly untying the laces of his shirt.

"Regulus." you breathed out, eyes fluttering shut. Your body tingled and trembled in his arms, soft sounds of your shared pleasure filling the small space of your bathroom.

"Hm, looks like we've got a long way to go." Regulus smirked, giving your thigh a playful squeeze.

"That's fine...I've got all night." you mumbled before pulling him back in.

And right you were. You definitely had all night. And all the nights after. 🌒

**I'll let y'all imagine what happened next <3

Saturday mornings were always your favorite. No early morning classes (actually, no classes at all!), no having to rush out the door half asleep and hungry, no having to deal with the hustle and bustle of Hogwarts at god know what time in the morning. Just peaceful, comfortable sleep.

It was around 7:00 am, the early morning darkness still in effect. You were slightly roused from your sleep by the need to go to the bathroom, internally groaning in annoyance. Don't you just hate when you're all comfortable in bed and now you've gotta get up to go pee? The absolute worst.

As you moved to slip out of bed, a pair of arms halted your escape.

"Where...are you going?" Regulus muttered, his voice gruff with sleep.

You looked over your shoulder, reaching a hand back to twirl his hair a little. "'m just going to the bathroom. I'll be right back."

Upon your explanation, Regulus's arms continued to trap you in bed, tightening around your frame. "Nuh uh. Don't go." he grumbled, burying his face into the crook of your neck, his black curls tickling your cheek.

"Ugh. Reg...let me go."

"No."

"Regulus."

After a few seconds of going back and forth, his grip finally loosened on you. "Be quick. Don't let me freeze to death."

You rolled your eyes at his dramatic words, shivering as your feet touched the cold cobblestone floor. After making it to the bathroom, doing your business, and washing up, you finally made your way back to bed.

As you slipped beneath the duvet, Regulus's arms were around you immediately, pulling you back into his embrace.

He smelled like fresh cotton and a certain musky scent you couldn't quite put your finger on. You reached over, running your fingers through his hair and playing with his silky locks of hair.

"Mmm, that feels nice, amour." Regulus's sleepy voice mumbled. "You know, I missed you."

"When?" you mused, scooting a bit closer to capture all of his warmth under the covers. The feeling of your legs tangling beneath the duvet made you shiver (in a good way), your hands still in his hair.

"Just now. When you went to the bathroom."

"Seriously? I was only gone for like, a minute."

"A minute too long, chéri." Regulus uttered, pulling you flush against him. You gasped, a soft snicker leaving your lips at the feeling of Regulus's fingers creeping along the hem of your tank top.

You rolled your eyes, leaning in closer, almost as if to challenge him. "Your fault for being so clingy."

You caught a glint of something darker in Regulus's deep, gray eyes, his hand now trailing over your midriff. "Clingy? I'd prefer...extra affectionate."

The Slytherin boy playfully pinched at your side, making you gasp in surprise. Before you could even get a word out to scold him, his lips were on yours.

It was slow and comforting, made even more enjoyable by the fact that you were both still sleepy. The warm, sleep-ridden kiss went on for a while longer, the two of unable to stop yourselves from laughing into it.

Your hands were now tracing lazy circles over the skin on the nape of his neck, causing him to shiver a little. As you two parted, Regulus leaned over to your neck, beginning to trail a few kisses over your skin.

"Tu es si belle." he whispered between kisses, your heart going into a little frenzy as you continued to giggle.

Your sleepy laughter made Regulus smile against your neck, flicking out his tongue to tease you.

"Reggie!" you yelped, playfully tugging at his hair. in response, Regulus laughed into your skin, his fingertips now trailing over your hips.

The warm sensation of his hands trailing over your skin with such care, the feel of lips against your throat, the heat and need radiating off of his body to yours made the moment all the more enjoyable.

Regulus eventually started to trail kisses down your neck and to your collarbone, nipping at the skin. As his hands pushed up your tank top, he dove under the covers, making you quirk an eyebrow.

"What are you-ah!" you squealed in surprise as you felt Regulus's lips now marking their territory on the smooth skin of your stomach.

You pulled back the duvet to see him trying not to laugh at your reaction, his hands caressing your sides and lips planting the softest of kisses.

"Is there a problem, amour?" Regulus mumbled against your skin, playfully sucking on and nipping at your stomach.

"Ah! You little..." you lightheartedly scolded him, his gray eyes shining with mischief as he squeezed your sides. "Get back up here."

"Why?" regulus questioned, moving up to plant a kiss just below your chest and making you shiver in pleasure.

"I wanna kiss you. I miss your lips." Regulus was already making his way back up to you, chuckling softly as he connected your lips once more.

The warmth of the just risen sun peeking through the blinds coated what skin wasn't covered by your tank top. Soft, intimate touches and sweet, stolen kisses continued to be exchanged between the two of you as you welcomed the early morning sun.

"Well, good morning." you whispered, admiring the way the sunlight hit Regulus's face just right.

"Avec toi, chaque matin est un bon matin, mon amour." Regulus hummed, kissing your forehead and pulling you back into his embrace.

Were you two going to go back to sleep for about an hour? Yes. Were you two probably going to be awoken by the sound of your friends banging on the door to wake you up? Also yes.

But you'd enjoy your comfortable morning while it lasts.🌤️

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TRANSLATIONS:

- amour: love

- chéri: dear, sweetheart

- tu es si belle: you're so beautiful

- je t’aime: i love you

- avec toi, chaque matin est un bon matin: with you, every morning is a good morning

The common room was quite enough to hear a pin drop, save for the sound of the crackling fireplace and the sound of you flipping a page in the book you were reading. With it being this late at night, almost 5 till midnight, you should've been tucked away in the comfort of your bed. There was just one problem:

You couldn't get even a wink of sleep.

You weren't sure what was keeping you awake, keeping you up tossing and turning in the sheets, making you find an escape in the book you planned to read until your eyelids felt heavy. But your thoughts were soon explained as the door to the common room opened and someone stepped inside.

That someone...was your boyfriend, Regulus. Click! Now it all made sense: you'd been subconsciously thinking of him.

"Y/n, what are you doing in here? It's the middle of the night." Regulus questioned, making his way over to you.

Your eyes drifted down to the book he held then back up to his eyes. looks like you were both in the same boat.

"Doing the same thing you're coming to do. Read till sleep takes over." you answered, scooting over and making space for him to sit with you.

You watched as Regulus settled into the couch, cracking open his book and beginning to read from where he left off. He could feel your eyes on him, his free hand wandering to find yours underneath the blanket around your body.

"Need something, love?" the Slytherin asked, his nose still in his book.

You felt a strange tingle run through your body as you gently squeezed his hand and shook your head, flipping the page in your own book.

"No, just...happy you're here..." you muttered, running your thumb over the back of his hand.

Then, he turned to you, slowly leaning in. You felt your breath hitch as he did so, your face starting to heat up. Regulus stared at you for a few seconds before chuckling a little and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

"Happy reading, love." he murmured, pulling away and going back to his book.

Not even a minute had passed before you were peeking over the pages of your book to sneak a glance at Regulus. He looked so entranced by what he was reading: his lips pursed together in a thin line, his eyes dancing over the words on the pages, his tongue darting out every few seconds to wet his slightly chapped lips. His long, slender fingers turned the pages with such a delicate touch, even his breathing captivated you in this moment.

You weren't sure what came over you, but before you knew it, you were moving closer to him, leaning in to better take in his features. Your hand came up and lightly brushed some stray curls from his face.

He blinked, snapping out of his little trance before setting eyes on you. That's when he noticed just how close you were.

"What are you....doing?" Regulus whispered, his grey eyes shining as if they held the universe's stars in them.

"Oh, uh.....you had some hair in your eyes. thought it might be hard for you to read..." you murmured, realizing you'd been caught.

Regulus raised an eyebrow, giving you a slight appreciative nod. "Thanks."

"Can I read with you?" the question made Regulus laugh a little. He didn't ask questions, nodding his head and trying not to laugh as you quickly nestled up to him.

He angled the book so that you could both see, your eyes scanning the text on the pages. As you read, you absentmindedly started to mess with the hem of Regulus's shirt.

He tried to ignore it, but that got harder the closer your hands got to his bare skin. You were now tracing random circles over his side, your touch making him shiver. Now it was his turn to stare at you.

"You know...you're making it awfully difficult to focus, darling."

"Am I?" you whispered, looking up from the book momentarily. The tinted flush on Regulus's cheeks gave you your answer.

"Well...what if I want you," you began, your hand slowly creeping up his shirt. "to focus on something else?"

That...that was it. Before he knew it, Regulus was already leaning in, your lips meeting in a slow and soft embrace.

You had expected for him to be overly passionate and heated, but he took his time with the kiss. It was soft and gentle, but also very loving and intimate. Your heart fluttered in your chest as Regulus moved his hands from your face to your sides, his fingers tapping against your clothed hip bones. The blanket you had around your shoulders found a new home on the floor.

Your hands traveled up to lace through his dark hair, a soft gasp spilling from your lips to his as he pulled you fully into his lap. Your bodies melded together like finely sculpted clay, as if the two of you were destined to be together from the beginning of time itself.

The tingles in your stomach continued even as Regulus pulled away, resting his forehead against yours. The look in his eyes was one of pure love and devotion, making your heart skip a beat.

"I can't...I can't stop thinking about you. you occupy my every thought." he proclaimed between breaths, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip.

"Regulus..." you whispered, tucking a tuft of hair behind his ear. Simply hearing you say his name lit another fire in his heart and you couldn't get another breath out before his lips were caressing yours once again.

"You...you're...everything to me." Regulus spoke softly between kisses, one of his hands beginning to mess with the hem of your shirt.

Feeling his fingertips brush against the skin of your side sent a satisfying shiver down your spine. He took advantage of your gasp to deepen the kiss, pulling you flush against him.

Your whole body felt warm and tingly. Your heart was going a mile a minute and a familiar warmth pooled in your stomach. Goosebumps rose on your skin as Regulus's hand slipped further up your shirt and splayed out over your stomach.

And Regulus, the poor boy. He could hardly contain himself. His senses were filled with nothing but you: his hands feeling the warmth of your skin, his tongue tasting the sweetness of your own, his ears taking in a gentle noises you'd make, his nose picking up on your naturally pleasant scent, his eyes observing your blushing and panting face as he pulled away. Damn the need for air.

You took in his disheveled appearance: his half-lidded gray eyes, his slightly swollen pink lips, his mussed hair, and flushed cheeks. It made your heart skip a beat as he laced your fingers together with his free hand, gently kissing your knuckles.

"You're staring, darling." he murmured against your skin as he moved to kiss the back of your hand.

"Is it so bad to stare at someone who's so beautiful inside and out?" you posed, your breath hitching as his fingertips trailed over your waistband.

"I guess not....stare all you want, but only if I can do the same." and with that, he let himself go, completely surrendering himself to you and you alone.

The two of you were so caught up in each other, so oblivious to anything happening outside your little bubble. But that was alright. For tonight, you didn't mind at all. 🕯️

Regulus Arcturus Black.

It still baffled you to this day just how you managed to snag him. You'd been merely minding your own business, when you got paired up with him for an assignment. Your gut churned as you remembered the things people had said about him. That he doesn't take kindly to new people, that he's rude and stuck up, that he cared for no one but himself.

But you quickly came to realize the the poor boy was just...misunderstood. While working with him, you slowly started to realize that you two had more in common than you thought. Though he wasn't very good at expressing himself out loud, you still did your best to understand him.

The day he'd confessed to you was probably the best day of your life. He did it in a corner of the courtyard, bashfully stumbling over his words until you leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on his cheek. Saying he was over the moon was an understatement. His friends and brother were too, specifically Sirius and Barty who were hiding just around the corner, their heads hanging in shame when you confronted them. but in truth, Regulus owed them big time for the help.

Present Day

You couldn't sleep last night. You were too excited about what was to come the next day: you and Regulus's one year anniversary as a couple. To think it had already been a year since that cute little confession. You two shared many sweet (and some not-so-sweet) moments together, your bond growing stronger each day.

"Someone seems excited!" Lily quipped as she sat on your bed, watching you get ready for the day.

"Of course they are. It's a very special day for them and Mr. Black." Dorcas teased, Marlene making silly kissing noises in the background.

You rolled your eyes, grabbing a pillow and playfully chucking it Marlene's way, the blonde letting out a soft "oof!", the pillow still hitting her face as she caught it halfway.

"Come on! Tell us, what's Reggie got planned?" she asked, tossing the pillow back to you, which you skillfully caught.

"That's the thing. I don't know. He hasn't told me anything." you answered, tossing the pillow up in the air and catching it.

"Ooh, ooh! I bet he's gonna do something super romantic." Dorcas exaggerated, a lovestruck sigh leaving her lips.

"Sorry, but I don't particularly think "romance" and "Regulus Black" sit at the same table." Lily said, making you stifle a laugh.

"Hey, well at least he's trying." you said, some sympathy in your voice as you grabbed your bag. "Everyone ready?"

The other girls nodded, the four of you taking your leave to class for the morning.

Meanwhile...

This was bad. Really bad. It was no secret to the boys that Regulus had been racking his brain for days, trying to figure out what to do for your one year anniversary. It was evident that he wasn't really much of a romantic, but he tried for you.

Unfortunately, the others weren't much help, either being as empty headed as he or giving him rather basic suggestions.

"Candle lit dinner?" Sirius suggested. "With flowers and music?" Remus added.

"We did that on our first date. It'll look tacky if we do it again." his brother moaned.

"Just buy some snacks and cuddle in your dorm or something." Barty said, spinning a pencil between his fingers.

"Barty, this is a very special day. We can't do something so simple. Plus, we already do that all the time." Regulus confirmed.

"How about you make something for them?" Evan chimed in.

"That could possibly work, but then what?" Regulus buried his face in his hands, a groan of frustration leaving him.

Just as he was about to give up, James pipped up, tapping his finger on the table. "I've got something. But it'll take some effort from all of us."

Regulus slowly lifted his head, looking in James's direction. "I'm listening..."

James snatched the pencil Barty was twirling and grabbed a sheet of paper, starting to scribble things down and sketch somethings out. The boys huddled around him, Regulus's mouth falling agape in surprise.

"James....you're a genius." Regulus said, gently squeezing the Gryffindor's shoulder.

"You can say it again, I don't mind." James mumbled, pushing his glasses up in a moment of pride.

"Don't get cocky." The dark haired Slytherin sighed, bringing his hands together. "Alright, we've got seven hours to put this all together. This is a very special day for us, so I will not tolerate any mess ups."

"Aww, look! My little brother's all grown up!" Sirius said, wiping away imaginary tears and earning himself an annoyed glare from the other black brother.

It was now lunchtime and the girls (+ Barty and Evan) wouldn't stop pestering you. The reason, unbeknownst to you, being that regulus asked the two boys to keep you occupied. From that request, they contacted the girls and got them in on the little scheme.

"Sooo, what did you prepare for our awkward little lover boy?" Barty snickered, poking you in the side and earning himself an annoyed glare.

"It's nothing special, really." you muttered, your cheeks turning as red as the strawberries on your plate as you thought about your gift for regulus.

"That's code for: "I actually spent 3 days staying up till 5 am trying to construct the perfect gift for my lover, but i'm insecure about it." " Pandora "whispered" to the boys.

"Pandora!" you yelled in embarrassment, scoffing as she hid behind her brother before you could cover her face in carbonara pasta.

"Ooh, spill, spill!!" Dorcas gushed, clinging to your arm.

You let out a sigh of defeat, rummaging through your bag. "If any of you tell him about this, I'm turning all of you into red newts." you threatened.

"Oh, I'm so scared!" barty said in a tone of mock fear.

You rolled your eyes and pulled out a small box. "I know how much Reggie loves his jewelry, especially rings." you began, opening the box.

Everyone immediately crowded around, sticking their heads in your space. You had to clear your throat and give them a little nudge before they backed off.

You reached inside and pulled out a chunky ring. you couldn't even get a word out before Dorcas yelled.

"YOU'RE PROPOSING TO REGGIE?" That earned her a smack in the back of the head from marlene.

"Thank you, Marlene." you giggled, shaking your head. "Obviously not! Can you all be patient?"

As everyone settled down, you brought the ring closer. It had a wide, silver band and a chunky, dark emerald green jewel. There was a clasp on it too, like a locket. You pulled the tiny clasp and opened up the ring.

"What are you gonna put inside?" Evan asked.

"Maybe I'll write him a letter or something..." you said, resting your chin on your palm as you looked at the ring. "I just hope he likes it..."

"Oh, trust me, he'll love it! And you'll love what he's planning for yo-! Ow!" Barty yelped as Evan stepped on his foot, giving him a slight glare.

"Anyways, he'll definitely like it. Don't sweat it, bub." Evan mutters, getting up to leave with Barty before any beans were spilled.

Fast forward, and it's almost midnight. And you haven't seen or heard from Regulus. All. Damn. Day. When you asked the others about him, they'd have to lie right to your face, telling you they hadn't seen him, or that he's "busy." Busy with what? They wouldn't say.

You were now sat on your bed, finishing up your gift for regulus. You twirled the ring between your fingers, a slight frown on your lips. Just where the hell was he? Was he avoiding you? Maybe...he didn't want to celebrate your anniversary anymore. You decided to sleep it off, placing the ring in its box and finding comfort under the fluffy duvet.

You hadn't even been asleep for an hour, when you were awoken by the sound of tapping at your window. When you went to go see what it was, you saw a messenger owl with a little slip of paper tied to its leg. You quickly untied it and unraveled a small slip, scanning its contents.

"Meet me in the courtyard." ~R

You knew exactly who wrote this. You were quick to pull on your uniform's jacket, grabbed the ring box and slipping it into your pocket as you left. You soon arrived at your desired location, looking around. You frowned as you saw no one there, clutching the slip of paper.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" you called out, just to be met with silence. "Reggie?" Nothing.

Just as you were about to leave, you noticed something moving out of the corner of your eye. or rather...someone.

"LET IT RIP, BOYS!" You were not expecting to hear Barty yelling....and you definitely weren't expecting to get rained on!

As you ran for cover from a slight shower of rain, something covered you, the rain stopping momentarily. You glanced up to see none other than Regulus himself.

"Reggie-" you mumbled, your heart skipping a beat. The dark haired Slytherin gave you a soft smile before looking out at the courtyard. "Now!" he yelled, eliciting a confused mumble from you.

Just then, your favorite flowers began to bloom on the grass around the two of you, coming around to make a heart. Your hand covered your mouth in shock as pretty wisps of color swirled around the two of you.

You were speechless as you looked at Regulus, feeling his free hand cup your cheek. "You did all this...for me?" you asked, tears starting to well up in your eyes.

"Of course. I know I'm not very good with doing romantic stuff, but...I wanted you to know how much you mean to me. I love you more than anything, I swear it. you make me feel things I've never felt before and...you're very special to me."

You felt tears streaming down your cheeks, your hands fumbling to pull out the ring. "Reg, this is....this is beyond beautiful. I-I can't thank you enough. Uh, I hope...." you sniffled a bit, fanning your tear stained face. "I hope you'll like my gift."

You opened up the box, revealing the emerald ring. Regulus's eyes widened, his heart swelling with love in his chest. "Y/n, it's beautiful-" Before he could finish, you opened up the ring.

He held it and peered inside, his heart melting. inside was two tiny drawings you'd made: one of him and one of you. They were rather cute, making the Slytherin feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"What would I do without you? I'll cherish this ring for as long as I live." he smiled, starting to tear up himself. Regulus leaned over and whispered to you.

"I hope I'll get to return the favor one day." You eyes widened as he said that, your breath catching in your throat.

"Wait, you mean-?"

"Yes...I mean it. In the future, I want to be with you. I want to marry you, Y/n L/n."

And with that, Regulus pressed a soft kiss to your lips, letting the umbrella fall. You gladly kissed him back, smiling like an idiot into it. Right on cue, the rain drops around you became rose petals, their sweet scent filling your senses.

The sound of clapping and cheering pulled you two out of your little moment. You pulled away to see the whole gang standing there, stupid grins on their faces.

"How did you-! Wait...so all of you were in on this?" you asked, a slight gasp leaving you.

"Exactly. This was actually all James's idea." Sirius said, shaking the Gryffindor by his shoulders.

"Happy anniversary, you two!" James said, his cheeks coloring a bit.

You couldn't contain your gratitude, rushing over and hugging him pretty tight. "Y/n, can't...breathe..."

"Sorry, sorry!" you giggled, pulling away and rushing to hug everyone else. "I love you guys, truly! Thank you for making our night so special."

"Of course! Now get outta here, lovebirds!" Dorcas teased, winking at you.

You intertwined your fingers with Regulus's, making your way back to his dorm. The rest of the night was filled with cuddles, stolen kisses, and words of love and affection.

You felt truly blessed to have met Regulus. You'd truly found your soulmate. 💐

You had thought that dancing around in the rain would be fun and romantic, right? Wrong. A few days ago, your rather plain date with Regulus in the Hogwarts courtyard was interrupted by a sudden shower of rain. Despite it not being a downpour, it was still quite a bit of rain. And as Regulus ran for cover, holding his bag over his head, you stayed put. You even stood up, twirling and skipping around in the rain.

"Y/n, get over here!" Regulus had yelled, trying to fight the smile forming on his lips.

"No, you get over here! Let's dance in the rain!" you suggested, not having a care in the world.

Regulus just rolled his eyes before quickly running out to pull you back inside.

"Look at you, you're soaked." he muttered, taking off his jacket and putting it around your shoulders as he shook his head.

"Don't come crying to me when you get sick..." You just smiled at him, finding his curly wet hair and slightly flushed cheeks rather adorable.

"Don't worry. I'll be fine, Reggie." You'd come to eat those words.

Fast forward to present day, you're tucked under your duvet cover, sneezing and sniffling, coughing and grumbling due to the slight pain in your throat. And who was sat in a chair right by your bedside wringing out a rag to put on your forehead? None other than the same Slytherin who'd yelled for you to take cover with him inside.

"And this is why we don't dance around in the rain." he quipped, earning himself an annoyed groan from you.

"But it was fun..." "And look where your 'fun' got you." you frowned at his remark, sneezing and letting out a miserable grumble.

"Bless you." Regulus said, feeling your forehead with the back of his hand.

"You're still pretty warm..." he muttered to himself, placing the cool rag on your forehead.

"How are you so good at this?" you mumbled quietly, sniffling a few times.

"Sirius used to take care of me all the time when I'd get sick as a child. I picked up a thing or two." You found it incredibly sweet that Regulus had decided to spend his day caring for you instead of doing...anything else really.

Your eyes followed him as he stood up and went to get a small, brown glass bottle from his bag. He sat back down, shaking the bottle before uncapping it and pouring some of its contents into the cap.

"What's that?" you asked, your eyes going from the green-ish liquid to Regulus's face.

"Medicine. You have to take 3 capfuls." he explained, bringing the cap to your lips. Some of the liquid slipped past and you immediately frowned, your face scrunching up and a weird noise leaving your lips. It tasted awful.

"Are you trying to kill me right now, Regulus Black? What in Merlin's name is that?" you asked, the bitter taste still on your tongue.

Regulus scoffed, rolling his eyes as he poured another capful. "Y/n, you won't get any better if you don't take medicine. I got this specially from Ms. Pomfrey. She says it'll make you better in no time. Now come on, open up."

As Regulus brought the cap to your lips again, you stopped it by putting a hand over your mouth. "Nuh uh!" you exclaimed, shaking your head, getting a frustrated huff from Regulus.

"If you take it I'll....give you a kiss or whatever." he mumbled.

""Or whatever?" Now I definitely don't want to take it." Regulus raked his brain, thinking of a way to get you to take the disgusting excuse for medicine.

"If you don't take it, I'll tell Pandora you broke her hand mirror."

A slight look of surprise spread across your features as Regulus mentioned the broken mirror. "How did you even know about that? I mean, I'm planning on buying her a new one, but still." "I have my ways. Now take the medicine."

You stared at the capful of medicine, finally caving. You took the cap from Regulus, downing the bitter tasting liquid before pouring another and drinking that too. You sputtered and spit in the air, your features scrunching as you frowned.

"There you go. Want me to make you some tea to mask the taste?" Regulus ask, gently tracing over your cheek with his finger. You nodded, muttering a quick "Please."

As Regulus fluffed some pillows for you to sit up against, you held a mug of steaming tea, the warmth emanating from it spreading through your whole body. You let out a content sigh, your eyelids a little droopy as you glanced at your boyfriend.

"Thanks for taking care of me Regulus." you hummed, scooting over and patting the empty space next to you.

"If not me, who else would care for you?" Regulus debated for a few seconds before sitting next to you, intertwining his fingers with yours as you rested your head on his shoulder.

Your heart warmed, not just from the tea, but from regulus's actions and words. You could tell that you were the apple of his eye. After a few moments of talking, you started to feel sleepy, your eyes fluttering shut.

Regulus reached over and turned off the bedside lamp, gently kissing the back of your hand as he watched you drift off. Maybe sick days really weren't all that bad.🌡️

You were currently holed up on your dorm, covered in a bunch of blankets as you internally screamed and panicked. One would wonder, why were you in this state of hysteria? Because you had a dream. But not just any dream. A dream about kissing someone. And that someone was...

"REGGIE?" Dorcas yelled in disbelief, throwing her arms around the mound that was created by your body underneath the covers.

You mumbled something, but it was muffled by the blankets. "Honey, we can't hear you." Marlene said, sitting next to you.

You reluctantly poked your head out of the mound, immediately resting your head in her lap.

"What the hell am I supposed to do? I can't even look at Regulus..." you repeated, your eyes fluttering shut as Marlene gently played with your hair.

"Oh, come on. Yeah, it's embarrassing, but I bet it's not that bad." Dorcas quipped, playfully poking your cheek.

"Today, in potions class, he asked me to hand him a vial of something," you began, cringing at your actions.

"And?" Marlene asked.

"I started coughing uncontrollably and pretended like I need to go to the infirmary. And when he offered to take me, I just....ran out of the room..." you admitted, covering your face with your hands.

"Ooh, yeah, that's bad." Dorcas said, earning herself a smack on the thigh from her girlfriend. "What? What did i say?"

"Ignore Dorcas. I'm sure if you just go and explain-!" You immediately cut Marlene off, a slight look of horror forming on your face.

"You want ME to tell THE Regulus Black that I had a dream about kissing him? Oh, yeah. 'Hey Reggie. Sorry I've been so awkward around you lately. I just had a dream about sucking face and swapping spit with you.'" you said sarcastically. "Do you know how embarrassing that would be?"

"If you would let me finish, bub," Marlene said, glancing over at a giggling dorcas then back at you.

"Obviously, you're not gonna tell him you dreamt about kissing him. Just tell him....you've been having....thoughts about him." "That's even worse!" you exclaimed, sitting up out of her lap.

"Then what do you suggest-" Just then, a wicked little smirk found its way onto Marlene's lips. Youou knew that look and you did not like it.

The blonde leaned over and whispered something into her girlfriend's ear, the two of them exchanging the same mischievous expression.

"Whatever you two are planning, leave me out of it." "Honey, you're the main character of what we're planning." Dorcas giggled, making you curl up into your blanket mound once again.

It had been three days since your "talk" with Dorcas and Marlene. And things weren't getting even the slightest bit better. You were avoiding the poor boy like the plague. Walking in the opposite direction when you saw him in the halls, making up excuses to leave early when you had to work together, even hiding behind a couch in the common room when he'd walk in. Yet again, the girls tried to urge you to take some action, but you obviously refused. So, they had no choice but to take matters into their own hands.

It was a quiet afternoon and you were chilling with the others in the Slytherin common room. Barty and Evan were lounging on the couch talking about god knows what, Regulus looking up from his book to shoot them a judgmental side eye. Dorcas and Marlene were talking by the window and you sat with Pandora and Lily, complaining about whatever classes you had next.

Your conversation was interrupted by Marlene and Dorcas walking over and taking Lily's and Pandora's hands into their own.

"Sorry to interrupt, but it's time for us to go. We have things to do." Marlene said, pulling lily along.

"What things?" Pandora asked, earning herself a sharp look from Dorcas.

"You know: the thing and that other thing." she said, sounding completely confident. It took a few seconds for Pandora and Lily to get the picture.

"Ah, the thing! Yeah, we gotta go do that! Uh, Barty, Evan. Could you two come help us?" Lily asked, opening the door. The two boys were obviously in on whatever this was, giggling like little children as they followed the girls out.

"Uh, Regulus and I can help-!" "Nope, no need! I mean, six people should be able to deal with it! Byeeeee!" Marlene yelled, slamming the door shut.

You were completely dumbfounded as you stared at the door, jumping out of your skin as you heard the dark haired slytherin speak behind you.

"I knew that lot of idiots was up to something." he sighed, sinking back into the couch. You bit back a laugh, trying to ignore your clammy palms and the ever growing knot in your stomach as you sat next to him, a few feet between you two.

"Yeah, they're....always up to something...." you muttered, your heart hammering so loudly in your ears, you didn't even realize Regulus had been telling you something till he nudged your arm.

"Hm?" you muttered, widening your eyes a little to signal you were listening this time.

"What is going on with you? You've been acting strangely lately-" No, you did not want to have this conversation. You needed to get out of here. Now.

"You know, they might need some help," you said, moving to get up. As you did, Regulus caught your wrist, a frown on his lips.

"You're not going anywhere until you explain yourself. I know you've been avoiding me on purpose." Ah, shit.

You reluctantly sat back down, fidgeting with your fingers as you avoided eye contact. "Promise you won't think i'm weird?"

Regulus raised an eyebrow, finally nodding his head and muttering a quick "Promise."

"Recently I had a dream-"

"So you've been avoiding me....because of a dream you had?" Regulus cut you off and you could already see his ears turning red.

"W-wait, it's not like that!" you exclaimed, covering your face with your hands and groaning.

Regulus blinked as he watched you crumble in embarrassment, a slight smile forming on his lips. "Well....then what was the dream about?"

You took a breath, looking away from him, your hands now gripping the cushions of the couch. "It was about...us. We were....we were kissing, okay?"

There was a moment of silence between the two of you, Regulus obviously taken aback. "Kissing?"

"Yeah. You...you leaned in and kissed me and...it felt so real. I almost wished it was." you admitted, finally turning your head to look him in the eyes. "I like you, Regulus Black. And I want to kiss you...for real."

Regulus felt like his heart would burst, his eyes shaking a little as he coughed awkwardly, looking at his lap, then back at you. "You really want to kiss me?"

"Right now....more than anything." Before you could even get another breath out, Regulus was in your space, hand cupping your cheek. the cold touch of his silver rings against your cheek made you shiver a little. Your breath hitched, your eyes gazing into his pretty gray ones.

"Glad to hear it. because I," he leaned in a bit closer, his lips hovering over yours. "Want to kiss you too."

The kiss was short and sweet, lasting a few seconds before Regulus pulled away, your eyes locking. You felt a warmth flood your heart, the way he looked at you making your lips curve up into a smile. You wordlessly leaned back in, your fingers knotting into his curly forest of hair. This time, the kiss was slow and slightly passionate, jolts of joy and pleasure running through your body.

When the two of you separated again, you were both smiling like idiots, a hue of pink coloring Regulus's cheeks. "Looks like their plan worked after all." you murmured, causing Regulus to raise an eyebrow.

"What plan?" he mused as a bit of laughter left your lips.

"Don't worry about it." you hummed, closing the gap between you two once more. You'd definitely have to thank Dorcas and Marlene later. 💋