April 22, 1978
3:02 AM
Severus isn't completely awake, but hormones are raging. Maybe it's because Avery had a girl over earlier – not a very attractive one – Severus doesn't even remember her name. Anyway, he's not going to take care of it himself – not when he has an alternative.
"Regs. Reg, wake up."
"Nngh," says Regulus. He rolls over and squints up at Severus. "Whaddayawant?"
"Move over."
Regulus, less awake than Severus, obeys without thinking – something he has a lot of practice in. Then, sitting up – "What are you doing here? This isn't your dorm."
"Obviously. Strip," Severus orders.
"Now? It's what, three in the morning?"
Severus just glares at him. "Yes, now. Strip."
He pulls off his own nightclothes as Regulus obliges – grumbling, but without heart. Severus leaves in less than two months – not enough time to do all the things he'd like with Regulus – but he can't stick around.
"You all right, Severus?"
Severus presses the heel of his hand against his forehead. Not thinking straight – maybe Regulus is right, and three in the morning isn't the best time for this. "Fine. Are they all asleep?"
"Of course." Now fully naked, Regulus stretches out on the bed, kicking the covers aside to give Severus better access. "You coming, or not?"
"That is not funny even at this time of night." Severus climbs onto the bed and settles himself on top of the other boy. "Time to shut up."
"Whatever you say, Sev – nngh!"