I am so nervous! That story is the first thing I have ever wrote in English. I don't know this language as well as I want (I think you could saw it down below...) so if you can, please, don't scream on me!
It's a little AU when Blacks moving to France (don't ask why). Enjoy.
That was one of these afternoons before Jena meets Regulus mother. They was sitting on Reg's bed in his room and talking when some noises were heard from downstairs.
'Wait here for a minute, dear' said Reg gentle and kissed her palm.
When he came out of the room, he realized that they weren't alone in house. His mother was in the hall and she was looking for something in her bag.
'Oh, Regulus. Excellent. Come, help me.'
'What's going on, mum?' asked nervous.
His mother hated his girlfriend's family and that would be a problem if she saw her. Reg saw that big argue with his imagination's eyes. Such a horrible argue between mother and Jena.
He didn't want it. He was afraid of it.
'We'll take most of your stuff to France. Father wants to end moving as soon as it's possible.'
'But, mum!' cried Regulus unexpectedly. 'I... In my room is a really awful mess. I don't want you to see it.'
'Do you think that I don't know what mess means living with your brother? Son, please.'
'No, mother, do not enter inside.' begged.
He was nervous. His hands was shaking and he felt sick. Mother would be furious, he knew it.
'Regulus, open the door.'
'Mother...'
'Now!'
'But... she's naked!' cried with panic.
Silent between them was awkward. Mother looked pale, Regulus thought he looked the same.
'And you left her alone?'
Reg blinked.
'Em...yes?'
'I'll come back later, son' said mother, smiled to him and just left.
He didn't know what exactly happened and why. She wasn't angry. She didn't scream, didn't hexed him. She... wasn't his mother. Where was his mother?
Regulus came back to the room and looked at Jena.
'You're not naked' claimed.
'I am not. I should be?'
'Yeah. But don't worry, I'll help you.'
Fin :D