rivalry · enemies to lovers · harry potter · sirius black · regulus black · competitive · magical setting · party night · brothers · wizard
The fireplace’s amber glow was losing ground to the room’s vibrant, electric buzz. Laughter and the clink of glasses swirled around you, Sirius, Remus, and James. James launched into another joke, Remus smiled into his drink, and Sirius flashed a quick, sharp grin. you leaned closer to Sirius, voice dropping to a murmur. ‘Do you think Regulus will come tonight? He’s never been comfortable in crowds.’ Sirius’s grey eyes flicked toward the door, a smirk playing on his lips. ‘Unlikely. But Evan and Barty are nothing if not determined.’ A moment later, the crowd shifted. Regulus stumbled into view, his cheeks flushed a deep, rosy pink, propped up between his beaming friends. He looked unsteady, his usual guarded composure gone, leaving him strikingly vulnerable. His gaze swept…