When Sirius had asked him to come and support his younger brother's first big concert, James had agreed without hesitation. He loved all types of music and definitely would't miss the opportunity to finally meet the elusive Regulus.

Plus, he couldn't trust Sirius and Remus to not just snog eachother senseless halfway through. James loved the pair but they were like kids who had only just discovered that they could kiss eachother a ton.

Anyway, the trio had driven through London to the place of the concert. They got out and showed their tickets for 'The Skittles'. That was...it was an interesting band name, James had to give credit where credit was due.

They settled into their seats and listened to the support acts, all the while waiting for the main band. James could see the excitement in Sirius at the thought of supporting his younger brother who was making it in the world and out of the grasps of their awful family.

But then the lights dimmed and James’s thoughts left him. The three had gotten seats close to the stage and all James’s eyes focused on was the man on the stage as he started singing, a low French accent tinging onto each of the words of his smooth voice.

This was undoubtedly Regulus. James felt his throat go dry but quickly tried to hide it. This was Sirius' younger brother. James should absolutely not be thirsting over his voice or how badass he looked but also beautiful.

James had forced his eyes away to look at the other band members, who he knew they were Barty and Evan. However as James’s eyes eventually found their way back to Regulus his stomach dipped. The lead singer was looking straight at him with a tiny, almost invisible, smirk curling at his lips before looking at Sirius and the crowd.