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James hurried out of the great hall, his legs striding, determined to get back to his dorm room, before the the gentle hand he was so accustomed to, grasped a hold of him, pulling him back.
A gasp came from the Gryffindor before staring angrily at the younger. James potter was not one to get angry.
“Potter! Has your ego taken a hold of you completely?! What is the matter!”
His countenance dropped as he was left speechless. Good question. What was wrong?
“Not now. Regulus.”
What a bitter tone.
Regulus felt as though James had hurt him with some unkind insult. Yet, it was simply his name.
“James-“
The Gryffindor shook his head, hiding behind the facade he built for himself with his own working hands, now stained with mud and a thin layer of cement.
“Let go of me at once.”
A scoff escaped the Slytherin’s lips as he looked around in disbelief.
“Have you been hexed? Why are you pushing me away?”
“I dont-!”
James had stopped himself. He started loud, secure, confident. But his words left him, leaving him stranded and foolish.
“I’m not.. I don’t do it with intention-“
Regulus softened for the man before him, just like always, just like today.
“What is troubling you..?”
James shook his head once again, showered with his own silence.
“I can’t-“
“Can’t what, mon soleil?”
“I can’t love you.”
The two stared at each other as if the title of ‘stranger’ rose within them again.
“Have you gone mad.”
3 year long boyfriend, Regulus Black, stared at the sweet, loving, caring man he knew to be like he was nothing.
Like strangers.
James had tried to cough out some response as the guilt was eating him alive from within. He didn't deserve any of this. Regulus has always been nothing but sweet to him. So why did he feel the need to throw at him such a cruel statement.
Love was a precious thing for the two of them, and they both cherished it dearly.
Secret words shared about how they both agreed there was no one out there that could be more perfect.
That's what Regulus believed.
James thought otherwise.
"James if you don't say something this instant I will- you'll- you'll regret it." Regulus spat the words angrily at him, raising his wand as if declaring a threat towards the shorter male.
Regulus could and would never hex the boy, but nor could he and or would he accept the words just told from the Gryffindor.
"Don't make this harder than this has to be-"
Instead of throwing a spell, regulus felt moe inclined to throw his wand at him.
and so he did.
As the wand hit the boy, making him flinch a little from the sudden action, Regulus screamed at him.
"You are pathetic! I have given you everything and it will never be enough! You are just like that brother of mine!"
James raised his eyebrows, a crippling feeling inside of him that was telling him to run away.
"Regulus I-"
"How dare you say you don't love me!" Regulus gave him an awful look. It was one filled with hurt and pain. One that James promised he would never be the cause of.
And yet now he was.
"Regulus It's not that easy, please-"
"You are scum James Potter. I don't ever want to speak to you again."
He ran a hand through his hair, letting out a sharp exhale. no tears dared to drop.
He would not catch himself crying over James Potter. Not then, not now and not ever.
But there was one thing that Regulus didn't know.
Why in god's name James took it upon himself to blab such a lie. The boy was infatuated with Regulus and yet here they were.
That was probably the most painful part of it.