September 4: Sign | @jegulus-microfic | Word Count: 208

September 4: sign | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 208

Regulus was nervous.

Today was the semi-final Quidditch match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Today would decide who’d be playing Gryffindor in the Championship.

Of course Regulus felt a small knot of nerves in his stomach about the match, but he knew he was the best Seeker in all of Hogwarts so he wasn’t terribly worried.

He was more nervous because this was his first match that James would be attending since they’d started dating.

Regulus knew James had a tendency for dramatics. For all he knew, James could’ve planned a song and dance. It’d already happened before, much to Regulus’ utter horror.

So when the whistle blew and the Quaffle was tossed to start the game, Regulus sped away to hover above the players on the Pitch and to see what James did this time. 

After about 2 seconds of searching, he found James. It wasn’t hard at all actually. The man was painted head-to-toe in silver and green and was over enthusiastically waving a sign in the air.

Regulus flew a little closer to read what James’ poster read. 

He groaned out loud in exasperation when he read:

DON’T HURT THAT NICE ARSE OF YOURS, REGGIE!! 

At least James didn’t do another song and dance, Regulus thought.

when Regulus heard Lady Gaga say “and our love is the only war worth fighting for” he fell to his knees clutching his chest

Remus Lupin 🤍

james and regulus getting detention together.

james and regulus cleaning trophies together.

james and regulus talking about quidditch together.

james finds it personally offensive that regulus has never heard of elvis presley.

james summons a record player (with a silencing charm, obviously) and puts on jailhouse rock and starts dancing around the room.

regulus watches in awe.

james extends his hand to regulus and they start spinning around the room together.

this becomes a thing for them, but overtime it evolves from spinning around the room to jailhouse rock to slow dancing to can't help falling in love.

several years later, james can't bring himself to listen to can't help falling in love. his friends don't understand the significance behind it. what was once his favorite artist, now holds so many painful memories.

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september 3: storm | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 107

James loved Regulus so much. Loved every part of him. But the part James loved the most was his eyes.

He loved the stormy grey depths and the just barely-there hints of blue mixed in. 

He loved Regulus’ thick, dark eyelashes that framed his eyes perfectly.

James adored the way Regulus’ eyes glowed after any time James said “I love you”. 

He especially loved the intensity in  Regulus’ gaze when they were tangled up in each other. 

But above it all, there was nothing in the world that could match the pure joy and love in those stormy eyes when James had knelt down on one knee.