A/N: Hope you all like this chapter…I felt like being a little evil. Blame it on the fact that I'm currently listening to Linkin Park. They always make me feel mischievous. Linkin Park owns the title of this chapter, for it the title of one of their songs…but the song doesn't have anything to do with this chapter, other than I loved the title.

Title: Hit the Floor

James sat down, fidgeting with his bangs, nervously. What could they talk about? He didn't know what they had in common, other than Quidditch, and he wasn't so insensitive and pathetic as to discuss sports on a date. What else was there? James sighed, and then smiled as a soft music caught his ear.

Standing, he held out a hand to Regulus, "Dance with me?"

Regulus looked around, and seemed to notice that this wasn't really a dancing pub. Everyone else was sitting, talking quietly, and eating. "Erm…I don't think we're supposed to dance here."

"Where's your sense of adventure?" James smiled, pulling Regulus out of his seat and to a reasonably empty area.

"Not a bloody Gryffindor," Regulus muttered, blushing.

James smiled, pulling Regulus close to him and wrapping his arms around his date's waist. "Nope, but you're bloody gorgeous." James whispered into the Slytherin's ear as he started to slowly sway with the music.

"I'd normally say the same about you, but that hair is awful," Regulus smiled, and James knew that he was just trying to get his footing in a situation that he had no experience with.

"Yeah, it is," James blushed, laying his head on Regulus's shoulder and accidentally stepping on his foot. Dancing with a bloke wasn't as easy as dancing with a girl. Both of them were instinctively trying to lead. James laughed lightly. "How about, I lead this song, you lead next?"

"Everyone is staring," Regulus whispered, but he stopped trying to lead the dance.

"So? If they had any intelligence, they'd be dancing too."

"I don't think the dancing is why they are staring."

James looked up and around. He had noticed the staring since he had first walked in, but he had assumed it was because of his hair. Now that Regulus pointed it out, he saw the animosity on so many of the faces. Bugger. He had forgotten that muggles weren't nearly as accepting of homosexual relationships as wizards were.

"They'll get over it," James glared at the surrounding people. James pulled Regulus closer, and immediately forgot the people around them. He hadn't realized that they had gotten so close, but Regulus was now pressed flush against him.

James took a deep breath, taking in Regulus's sent. He closed his eyes and buried his face in his date's neck, smiling against Regulus's skin. Snape would probably kill him if Regulus told him about this, but he didn't care. Regulus was so warm, and wonderful.

"Ja..." Regulus started, but couldn't seem to finish his thought.

"Jay?" James asked, pulling back and smiling slightly.

"Foods here," Regulus blushed, pointing.

James nodded, and then led them both back to their seats. He ate lightly, not really focused on his food. Regulus was so adorable, sipping delicately at his stew. It was clear that Regulus was raised in a dignified, pure-blood family. He had the table manners of an aristocrat, and it made James feel like a troll.

"What?" Regulus smiled, finally noticing that James was staring.

"You eat like an aristocrat," James blushed. "Or a girl. But I didn't think that was a good compliment."

"Aristocrat is definitely better," Regulus laughed.

"Thought so," James smiled, "erm…so…"

"How did you know where our common room is?" Regulus supplied, and James smirked.

"I'm a Marauder," James smiled. "How did you think we got to pull so many pranks on Snape?"

Regulus glared, but he didn't comment on that. "How did you first find it?"

"It was Pete, actually. He…" James bit his lip. He couldn't really say that Mrs. Norris had chased the rat down into the dungeons and he had followed a pair of feet through a door that had ended up being the Slytherin common room. "He followed someone. They didn't…well," he'd say they didn't see him, but that wasn't true. They had seen him, and tried to step on him. He wouldn't lie to Regulus, so how could he do this?

"He what?" Regulus raised an eyebrow.

"He has a talent that keeps him from being noticed too much. Followed someone in. Don't ask how…it's not my secret to tell and I don't want to lie." There, that was the best he could do.

Regulus looked at him, but nodded. "I can't expect you to break Severus's rules, now can I?"

James laughed, "Not if you want me to live."

They ate in silence for a little, but it wasn't awkward this time. Finally, James smiled, "I never thought that I'd be here. That I'd not only be on a date with you, but that…well, any of this, really. Especially the hair."

Regulus laughed. "Who knew that drinking could actually lead to this?"

"Not me, but I'm glad it did." James smirked, remembering that night. Well, some of that night anyway. He still couldn't remember all of it. He did remember that he had kissed Regulus, and that memory made him desperate to lean in and try it again.

"I don't know that I trust that expression," Regulus said, nervously.

"Was just wondering what you would do if I tried to kiss you again," James smiled, watching Regulus blush. James wetted his lips, "Would you mind?"

Regulus met James's eyes, blushing even more now. "N-no. I would…wouldn't mind."

James smiled and leaned closer, bringing his hand up to caress the Slytherin's cheek. James watched as Regulus's eyes fluttered closed. He let his own eyes closed, and gave a mental sigh as their lips met.

James slid his hand into Regulus's hair, and pulled them closer together. He lightly licked Regulus's lips, and was rewarded with Regulus opening his mouth and sliding his tongue against his own.

Groaning softly, James deepened the kiss even more. It was perfect. It was so much more than he ever thought he would have.

Rough hands grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him and Regulus apart. He gasped and doubled over as a fist impacted with his stomach. "Get out of here, you faggots!"

James went to grab for his wand, but Regulus grabbed his arm, "Don't...We'll get in trouble!"

"That's right. Listen to the little slut, you don't wanna be starting something. I'd bloody kill you."

James looked around, noticing that everyone was watching the scene. It was clear that many people in the pub were disgusted with what this guy was doing, but no one made any move to stop it.

"Don't call him that," James growled, standing up straight.

The guy punched James in the face, splitting his lip open. James pulled his own fist back and decked the stranger in the eye. He had the satisfaction of seeing the bloke stumble back, before he was grabbed by the hair and kneed in the nose.

James reeled, dizzy. He heard Regulus whimper, and stood to see that Regulus had just been hit. Seeing red, James spun the guy around and kneed him in the crotch. The stranger howled, but managed to retaliate.

A short brawl followed, Regulus hovering behind James, and yelling for them to stop. James was made sure to keep the guy from getting anywhere near his Cub. He didn't doubt that Regulus could hold his own in a normal fight, but a muggle brawl wasn't really an area where Regulus would have any experience. Not that he had much, but he had at least fought a couple of times.

Punching the stranger in the stomach, he grabbed the guy by the hair and slammed his knee against his head. Grabbing Regulus by the hand, he ran towards the door, throwing some money at the waitress they passed and running out into the snow.

Once into the relative safety outside, James stumbled and his vision blurred. He leaned into Regulus, "Sorry, Cub."

He focused and, wrapping an arm around Regulus, Apparated them back to Hogsmeade. He had a horrid headache, and quite a few cuts and bruises, but he would be alright. Glancing at Regulus, he noted with a sinking stomach that the Slytherin had a black eye.

'He's never going to want to date me again,' James thought, closing his eyes and sighing. He had ruined everything.