Regulus Black was fifteen the first time his name was called at a reaping. He's twenty-five when it happens to him again. A lot has changed in that time, and one of them is that he's ready to do whatever it takes to make it home. Nothing or no one will stop him, not even James Potter. James Potter has no plans to stop...
this was originally posted on AO3 (by me) but i thought maybe wattpad would like it as well!! "Hey! Watch where you're going, Black" James laughed. He rubbed his him with a sore face and unbuckled his helmet. "How do you know my name?" his best friends sharp voice cut through the ice rink. James Potter and Regulus...
IN WHICH JAMES potter is a famous guitarist, who has miraculously never met his bandmates brother. until he does.
