A/N: Hello world! I'm alive and with a new story. I got to update some of my other stories in other fandoms, but, I was on Gaia talking about Marauders Era parrings and I had a lot, and I mean A LOT, of parrings with Pete. So we discussed some parrings and Regulus/Peter came up and I thought 'Hey, that'd be really cute'. And then I found an amazing AU story about them and that spurred me to write this little thing here. So without anymore ranting, ON WITH THE STORY!
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Pete and Reg, things would be much different if I did. I also don't own the fabulous worl of Harry Potter, nor do I make any money off this. Kay bye.
A blonde boy walked through the hallways of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, watery blue eyes looking out for Filch and his cat. Out after curfew the young Gryffindor boy disappeared into the dungeons. "Pettigrew!" The blonde Gryffindor flinched, "You're late."
"B-but I'm right on time." Peter said looking at his watch with big, confused eyes. The older Slytherin stared him down, dark eyes following him to his seat next to a handsome, black haired boy. The Slytherin walked up to the front of the room.
The dark haired boy turned to Peter and smiled. "If you ask me Peter, you were on time." Peter smiled back. There was something about this boy, Regulus, that seemed to pull the young boy in. Now if it was the aristocratic features, the black hair falling slightly into his gray eyes, or the warm personality that didn't fit his house, he didn't know. Honestly, Peter didn't care what it was. As far as he's concerned, Regulus was the only Slytherin, if not only person, there who liked him.
"Thanks Reg." Their eyes caught and smiles got bigger. Peter moved his chair a little closer to the other boy. Regulus smiled and brushed his hand against Peters. The boys share a quick glance and a smile. They felt a spark and both knew the other felt it. Before they knew it the meeting was over and people were filing out. The two boys were the last to leave, walking in comfortable silence.
"Hey Peter," The Gryffindor looked over, "Want to come to the lake for a while?"
"Sure." Peter smiled at the Slytherin boy as they crept up the stairs and out the large, oak doors and to the lake. Peter took a deep breath, moved closer and took Regulus' hand in his own. The boy looked through his long, black hair at the blushing blonde holding his hand.
"Peter..." Regulus trailed off before his lips were covered by Peters'. He gasped and leaned into the kiss. Regulus wrapped his arms around the taller boys neck while Peters' wound around his waist and pulled him closer. Their lips parted, both licking their lips and staring into each others eyes. Their faces broke out into smiles. "Wow..." he breathed out gently. Peter moved some hair from Regulus' eyes. The dark haired boy leaned in to close the space between them.
Peter pressed him against a tree and kissed a little harder. He felt Regulus moan into the kiss and wrap his arms tighter around his neck. Peter's tongue trailed over Regulus' lip. The younger boy opened his mouth, enjoying the feel of the blonde's tongue exploring his mouth. Before he knew it though, Peter pulled away making shiver from the sudden blast of cold late night air. Peter saw this and wrapped Regulus in a warm embrace. They stood in comfortable silence for a while.
"Pete..." Spoke up a drowsy Regulus. Peter made a small 'hm' noise. "How's this going to work?" The taller boy shrugged.
"We'll find a way..." He said kissing the top of the other boys head, "Promise."