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At the beginning of the Hogwarts 1977-1978 school year, James Potter finds a cat and Regulus Black finds a Horcrux.
These events are not unrelated.
What follows is a deal to their mutual benefit: James helps Regulus hone the finer details of advanced transfiguration, and in return, Regulus teaches James what he knows of occlumency and legilimency. James is pleasantly surprised by how much he enjoys their lessons, certainly more than he thought he would considering what (admittedly little) he knows of Sirius’s younger brother. Regulus, for his part, thought he was smart enough to know that anyone with as many secrets as him has no business teaching fucking mind reading to another person. Especially when that person is James Potter.
There is affection—the kind that only comes from meeting someone you never expected to understand you. And there is war—a looming thunderhead that neither of them wants to see consume the other.
The rest is a matter of secrets, family, and letting go.
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"Regulus Black is never going to catch a break.
He wants to bury his face in his hands and groan into them. The only reason he restrains himself from doing so is that the other figure skaters have started glancing over at him—probably wondering why the hell he’s talking to a hockey player. Regulus would very much like to know too.
Oblivious to everything else, James raises an eyebrow towards Regulus. 'I guess we’ll be seeing each other around, then?'
Seriously, how has James still not gotten the goddamn hint."
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When Sirius moves out, Regulus Black thinks that maybe James Potter will finally be out of his life too.
Good. Competition season is coming up, and it'll be his first year at the junior level. As the upcoming skating star of the Black family, Regulus can't afford to lose–and the absolute last thing he needs is a hockey player to mess everything up for him. All he needs is for James to stay out of his way, and he'll be good as gold.
James doesn't stay out of his way. And Regulus has a long way to go before he can even think about bearing a medal around his neck.
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Regulus follows James with his eyes. He examines the unruly brown hair, the red t-shirt clearly a size too small—stretching over his chest and arms—and the grey sweats that are more wrinkled than the aged skin of Bellatrix’s neck. He watches as James grabs a ginger beer from the fridge, pops it open, and takes a long drink, noting how his Adam’s apple bobs beneath the stretch of his throat and how his golden brown skin looks underneath the kitchen light.
Regulus waits for him to look back.
He doesn’t.
OR:
Regulus transfers universities to be with Sirius after their parents die. James is a complete asshole about it. He has his reasons.
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“They’re… chaos,” Remus said firmly. “And chaos is—”
“Rock and roll.”
He looked at Sirius sharply, and for once, matched his grin. “Yeah.”
“Maybe that’s my excuse then,” Sirius said. “I cause a bit of chaos now, and maybe one day, it’ll turn into rock and roll.”After losing his mother at age eleven, Remus has spent the better part of the last four years bouncing from school to school or else running around London and pretending as though he wasn't the kind of well-bred boy his father brought him up to be. Now, with his chances all run out, Remus is sent to Hawkings Independent School as a last-ditch effort to clean up his act. There he meets the very people who will set up the rest of his life, and is forced to confront the pieces of himself he'd long thought had been lost.
(genuinely not apologising for the slow-burn in this fic anymore. You've been warned <3)
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- Part 1 of The Cadence Opus
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“Okay, okay. You’ll find someone to pine after soon enough, though, I’m sure.” Sirius gets up and goes to James’ overflowing chest of drawers, pulling one open to look for a more suitable pair of jeans.
James goes back to looking in the mirror.
“I don’t pine,” He mutters.
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British modern high school AU where James is the popular jock/ football star and Regulus is the quiet artist who couldn't be less bothered by status or popularity.
They work on a project together. Pining ensues.
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- Part 1 of The Long Game

