♫ If I looked all over the world... And there's every type of girl... But your empty eyes seem to pass me by... Leave me dancing with myself...♪

Regulus Arcturus Black couldn't help hating (falling for) James Fleamont Potter. James was charming, funny, goofy, dorky, and when he looked at you with those big brown eyes it was like he was an innocent doe.

One problem though. He's head over heels for Evans. So that's where you come in. One of his best childhood friends and a Gryffindor. You were always nice to Regulus since he's Sirius' little brother, but you two had one thing in common.

You two were jealous little shits.

He liked James, you liked Lily. It was only natural you two came up with a fake dating plan to obviously get them to noticing you guys. Fake dates, fake kissing, fake late nights.

What wasn't fake is the weird way his heart flips when he sees you. You never outwardly tried to seek him out, leaving him be mostly, which caused him to instead seek you out.

Yes, Regulus was chasing after someone other than Potter without realizing it.

"Hey? You there, Reg?" You smile kindly at him, taking a bite from his croissant, and drink your butterbeer.

"Huh? Oh yeah." He straightens up (ever the heir of the Noble House of Black) and glances around at The Three Broomsticks, finding Potter and Evans in a both across the pub.