James Potter bolted down the hall his book bag flailing around, his cloak billowing behind him and his glasses bouncing on the bridge of his nose. This he thought was exactly what he didn't want… He was going to be late for the third time this week Professor Slughorn was bound to give him detention. He skipped the last few steps of the dungeon staircase and continued along the corridor. What had gotten into him? Over sleeping was one thing but the fact that he over slept because of his crazy somewhat disturbing dream made him feel incredibly irritated. Why, in the name of Merlin did he have a dream about Regulus? He hardly ever spoke to him, let alone had any physical contact with the boy. The problem he was having was if he should talk to Sirius about it and if so how to tell him about it. Geez He thought not only Am I late but I had no time to calm myself down. Thanks to his dream he wasn't just going to be late but the content of the dream had made him harder then a broom handle. Which was not only troublesome that he had to now sit through potions with an erection but it was strange to think he became hard for Regulus. Strange is an understatement James thought charging around a corner WHAM! James had hurtled right into an unknown somebody who had been in the hall. James hit the ground with a loud thud and the contents of his bag went everywhere.
"Oh for the love of Merlin, I'm so sorry!" he said as he made to get off the person he had landed on, only to stop suddenly when he realized who he had run into and who was now underneath him. Regulus Black was staring him in the face and the contents of his bag also went flying down the passage. He was glaring through his hair at James looking remarkably like Sirius and he tapped his finger on the ground in impatient.
"Ow." He said somewhat irritated and somewhat jokingly.
"Sorry." James said again, making to get up again. He back up slowly on all fours putting a hand between Regulus' legs to find a decent balancing spot to push himself back up accidentally brushed his hand against Regulus' trousers, Regulus gave a shudder. James froze; rooted to the spot and looked up at Regulus' expression. James could see Regulus' eyes black as night with apparently arousal as from what James had just felt Regulus was (without a doubt) just as stiff as he was. James rapidly stood up and stared at Regulus who just sat there, his legs wide open, his hair in his aroused eyes and a smirk etched into that perfect pale face. They stared at each other for a moment before James finally pulled himself together; shaking his head. He charmed all of his things back into his bag and continued to walk down the hall. Before he entered the classroom he turned to see Regulus looking upside down at him and who licked his lips. James shuddered, shook his head again and could have sworn he heard a chuckle before he disappeared into the classroom and received detention.