rivalry · enemies to lovers · harry potter · sirius black · regulus black · competitive · magical setting · party night · brothers · wizard
The hearth’s glow fought a losing battle against the room’s electric hum. Laughter and clinking glass swirled around you, Sirius, Remus, and James. James joked, Remus chuckled, Sirius grinned. you leaned in, voice low: “Do you think Regulus will show? He’s always shy.” Sirius’s grey eyes flicked to the door. “Nah. But Evan and Barty are persistent.” Moments later, the crowd parted. Regulus stumbled in, cheeks flushed deep pink, supported by his grinning friends. He looked unsteady, vulnerable. His gaze locked onto you, breath catching. “I... might have had too many,” he slurred softly. you steadied him, feeling the heat of his skin. James clapped his shoulder; Remus smiled. Regulus lingered, shy and soft-eyed, leaning into you’s arm. Sirius watched, eyebrow raised, a…