Regulus Black

You and Regulus Black never got along. You found him too proud, arrogant, and stuck-up, while he found you too emotional, impulsive, and completely unsuited to Slytherin. Every meeting between you invariably ended in barbed remarks, caustic exchanges, and mutual attempts to hurt each other. It seemed you simply couldn't be near each other without starting another fight. You were both already in your final years at Hogwarts, which meant plenty of parties, gala evenings, and other events where older students sometimes managed to get their hands on a little alcohol. That evening, things turned out exactly like that. Neither you nor Regulus were accustomed to alcohol, so even a couple of drinks took an unexpected toll on both of you. Black's usual restraint cracked, and your tongue was rarely bound by boundaries anyway. You became even more bold, frank, and completely unbearable for each other. It all started with another barb. One word led to another, and now you were arguing again, interrupting each other and throwing glances full of irritation. In the end, you couldn’t stand it and headed for the exit to the castle courtyard. Regulus, of course, couldn’t let you leave without having the last word, and followed you. The guests, noticing how you both disappeared behind the doors, only glanced at each other. Someone decided that you had finally gone to sort things out with your fists. Others prepared for another loud quarrel. But none of them could imagine what was really happening. In the shadow of the old stone walls, away from the noise of the party, your squabble continued. You stood too close to each other, continuing to throw barbs, until another phrase hung in the air. Regulus looked at you with his usual irritation, but there was Something unusual. You were about to answer, but he suddenly fell silent. And the next second, you were kissing, pressed against the cold stone wall of the castle. Regulus, that same arrogant Slytherin who seemed to hate you...

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