Authors Note: Short I know! I had a lot of problems writing this, and I honestly could not do more than this!

I think Professor Slughorn was actually trying to kill me, or at least had some evil twisted form of torture saved only for me. I mean that man has hated since the day I stepped into his class! So what if I blew up a cauldron in his face, it was an accident.

The out of class assignment was possibly the cruelest assignment he had ever given, and it was made even worse by Regulus Black, my stupid partner. He was the reason why I was sitting in the library right now studying instead of going out to Hogsmeade with Marie and Samantha. We had planned to make 'art' today, but no, stupid Black decided that today was his only free day to work on this project.

I sighed and threw the book into the discard stack, our potion was nowhere in it. Slughorn had given us very common clues about our potion, and we often got excited over a potion only to find out it was missing one of the characteristics of our mystery brew. I glanced over at the library stacks wondering where Regulus was, he was taking forever it seemed. Irritated, I grabbed the last book left in the to check pile and discarded after seeing the contents, we had already looked at all of those potions.

I sighed again, rubbing my forehead. To be completely honest with myself, working with Regulus wasn't as bad as I imagined. He was actually quite smart, and he worked quite diligently, and he didn't talk much when we worked. I preferred a quiet Regulus more than anything else, thats for sure. We only really spoke if we found something that could be it, or if anything of interest jumped out. I even pointed out an interesting fact about the ministry regulations of certain ingredients.

What was that boy doing in those shelves? Perhaps I should go and do something productive rather than sit an gaze out at the clouds gathering just beyond the window. It was going to rain soon it seemed. I walked over to the bookshelf, dragging my feet only a little to find Regulus leaning against one of the shelves, his head bent over, flipping through a book. He really was quite elegant, I begrudged myself to acknowledge. Like his brother, he too had a flock of girls constantly trying to get his attention, and I could see why. He had hair that any girl could envy, it was black and sleek, had a shine that seemed only too natural, his features were delicate, sharp and finely tuned, and his eyes were like stormy skies, tumultuous and grey.

He looked up from his book and smirked at me. I had been caught staring at Regulus Black and I wasn't very happy about it, my traitorous neck heated up, making my embarrassment obvious. "Were you looking for something? Or were you just enjoying the view?" He asked, his eyebrows rose and hints of a smirk remained around his lips. "The only view you provide Regulus is the one of a self absorbed aristocrat." I stuck my nose in the air and grabbed a random book off the shelf to hide him. Why was I hiding from him anyways? I always enjoyed knocking a smug look off his face, why was this time different? Because he was right? I was enjoying the view... what?

I shook the blasphemous thoughts out of my head, appalled by my own thoughts.

"I think I found it" what the hell! When did he get to close? I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw him leaning against the shelf next to me, so close we were almost touching. I scowled at him. "Cant you see i'm reading here? Why must you go sneaking around scaring people like that?" why was he smiling damn it? Amusement flickered through his eyes "You do know the book you are holding is upside down right?" Oh, so it was "I'm testing my brain trying to see how well I can read upside down, keeping my mind sharp" Why was he so perceptive? He leaned a little closer, taking pleasure in the way is squirmed away from him. I glanced at the book he was holding in his hand, and after shelving mine I looked at the potion that was at the top of the page. "Your'e wrong, I already looked at that one" I dismissed him. Irritation flickered across his face "and I looked again and you are wrong, look it fits all of the characteristics, if one variation is added."

"we aren't looking for a variation of a potion Black, we are looking for a standard potion"

The argument escalated as the banter back and forth became less about the potion and more about pride. "Black will you admit, for once in your bloody life, that you aren't always right. I mean for merlins sake, you're the most arrogant, self absorbed-" he cut me off and I was stunned, what was happening?

How did this happen?

One second I was yelling at Regulus Black and the next he was kissing me?

I don't know what to do? How do I react, I mean for gods sake, I hate him!

How did I even get to this point, it was so illogical, so wrong!

But then why was I kissing him back?

I pushed him away, slightly breathless, "what are you doing?" I was more than a little flushed. His face was filled with many different emotions, swollen lips had edges that curled up into a smirk, his nose scrunched with mild frustration, and his eyes gleaming with hope and exasperation. "I don't know." He threw his hands in the air in the grasp of some throwaway emotion "I thought I was kissing you, and I thought you were kissing me back" My neck heated up, why had I done that?

"But we hate each other" A sharp laugh came out of his mouth as he took a small step back, "No YOU hate me, I have no negative feelings towards you for the most part, look just forget this ever happened" his voice was soft, he tried to smile but it looked more like a grimace. I blocked his path when I saw him make a move to leave "Oh no you don't Black, you need to explain this to me, I mean my mortal enemy shouldn't just start kissing me without a good excuse, so spit" He grasped his hair in frustration "You always say that, that we are enemies, rivals, that we hate each other! Why do you hate me so much?" His voice was sharp and cutting, and the famous Black glare was on his face. It was the kind of look that would make most feel insignificant and uncomfortable, but me? I was used to it. "I hate you because you are an arrogant sod!" Anger flashed across his face "What have I ever done for you to think that?" Everything, there were so many examples. "Well you try to ruin my life at every turn." Disbelief now painted his face, "What?" well I mean, he did have every class with me, was always around to cause problems, And you're arrogant." disbelief melted into confusion, causing my frustration with him to rise, "Look I don't need to explain myself to you, I mean we have years of experience with this..." I gestured in the space between us "Mutual distaste for each other." I had nothing else to say, I mean I didn't need to explain the complete obvious to Black, I mean it was redundant, a waste of breath.

"Oh no you don't Sinclair, get back here." It was his turn to block my path. "Do you want to know what I think?"

No, I honestly didn't.

"I think you like me, I think you even find my company nice, and I think you put up this whole facade of hatred because of your cousin and my brother. I think that you look up to him so much that you could not bear to disagree with him, and so you tell yourself, convince yourself of foolish things, and read into things to justify Potters view of me."

wow, I was speechless.

"Absurd" I snorted as I tried to find a way around him, he put both his arms out so they touched the shelves, effectively blocking my path completely. "Prove it."

Well that was easy I mean there were soo many examples, like the time he- when he-

Is this what happens when you smoke too much? Does your brain just stop working? Suddenly the expression drawing a blank made sense!

"I don't need to justify myself to you." It sounded lame even to me, and his smug look made me feel even worse, how I would've liked to smack that look right off his face. He leaned in, so close I could feel his warm breath tickling my face "Because you can not" He hesitated, glancing down at my lips, but before I do anything he kissed me again. This time soft, tentative, and to my continued shock I kissed him back. There was a funny feeling coming from my chest it seemed, from the general area of the lungs, my head felt light and I was slightly dizzy, as if I had inhaled some grass and held it for too long, and my whole body felt tingly all over. He was like a drug, he was like an irresponsible teenage experience, and I liked it.

By god, Regulus Black was kissing me and I liked it!

I moved my head so I could glance out the window and he pulled away "What are you doing?"

"Just checking if it was raining fire or pigs is all" I was serious "Its not, so a zombie invasion must be whats happening, a frozen over hell forces souls up to reclaim their bodies."

I would of laughed at the face he made if I wasn't so delirious but that wasn't the case unfortunately, an opportunity missed.

"you are strange" I smirked and kissed him again.

I really hoped that my actions didn't cause the apocalypse. I would feel really guilty.