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mrsfrecklesmarauders · 3 months

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The breaking point

"We are better off without you, you know?" Regulus said it in English now. Which hurt even worse. Because that meant Barty and Remus would understand it. Regulus just wanted to humiliate him. It reminded Sirius of Walburga. "There is peace!" Regulus exclaimed next "No more fights. No more tantrums. No more yelling..."

"That's not true" Sirius whispered swallowing his tears. That wasn't a peaceful home. He wasn’t the only one that provoked fights and yells. Orion and Walburga fought all the time. Walburga was constantly yelling.

Regulus was just saying that because he was pissed. He was angry that Sirius left. But how could he not? Regulus had witnessed what they'd done to him. Why was he on their side? What if they brainwashed him? Put him against him?

"I care about you, Sirius. But please don't come back" Regulus swallowed. And Sirius saw ghosts of tears on his eyes "It doesn't work with you, Gryffindor. You are too chaotic"

Sirius’s body shook with anger. That anger made him move. He wanted to shake some sense into his brother. And he felt even more anger when Remus's arms wrapped around him. Stopping him.

"You are a fucking wanker!!"

Regulus was more inteligent than this. How could he let them change him?

"Je suis désolé"

Sirius wanted to slap Regulus until he got some sense of what he was saying. He wanted desperately to get his brother back on his side. If he ever was.

"Sirius, please" If only Remus could let him go.

"Let me go, Remus!!" Sirius roared.

Regulus just observed. He only observed. His friend Barty was looking at him with amusement. He was with his little camera again. That weirdo.

"Careful Sirius" Barty said. "You know, I know what your case is... It's called... Suppressed Homosexuality..."

Sirius froze. He felt his body shivering with panic. How could he?? Sirius hadn't said anything about what happened to his friends. A little bit to Euphemia but he didn't dare speak about the matter. But apparently Regulus had said everything to Crouch. Bloody Crouch!! Sirius hated that he knew. He hated that he was judging him just like Regulus was doing. Sirius felt betrayed and naked and vulnerable. He hated it. And worse. Remus had heard it. Remus who was too intelligent. Remus who had kissed Sirius last term. He was going to jump into conclusions.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" He yelled at Barty, struggling to free himself "WHAT DID YOU TELL HIM?" Sirius yelled at Regulus with fury.

Finally poor skinny Remus couldn't contain Sirius and he freed himself, pushing his brother against the wall, grabbing him by his collar. Regulus's eyes were looking at him with fear but his expression was of exhaustion. Like he was tired if Sirius outbursts, with Sirius’s bullshit. He was also proving his point. Sirius was the crazy one.

"You are so stupid, Regulus!" Sirius was scolding him. Because he couldn't believe he was turning into one of them. Only a few months had passed since Sirius left Grimmauld Place and Regulus was different. "You are so bloody stupid, Regulus!"

Sirius shook him as tears ran down his cheeks. Regulus seemed to be holding his. He clenched his teeth and pushed Sirius away.

"Stop touching me!" Regulus exclaimed "Go with your new family and your new brother!" then his eyes turned towards Remus for a second then to Sirius again "Faggot" he added whispering.

Sirius pushed him into the wall again, with more force and more anger. Now Sirius was blind with the urge to hurt him.

"Bastard! You fucking bastard!!" Sirius yelled, wrapping his hand around his brother's neck. He didn't know what he was capable of. Regulus struggled to free himself. Remus and Barty were yelling and trying to break them apart. But Sirius didn't listen. He was blind with rage, with sadness, with desperation.

Sirius would have continued if it wasn't for another pair of arms dragging him away. Those arms were stronger and ticker than Remus's or Barty's.

Sirius was embarrassed to see James pushing him away.

"What the fuck are you doing??" he asked, eyes full of disappointment "What is going on here?"

Sirius was still panting and crying with the adrenaline.

"Sirius, that's your little brother"

Regulus was caughing as his friend checked on him. Everyone was looking at Sirius as if he had gone mental. Barty, Peter, James. Except for Remus. Remus was avoiding his gaze. Sirius was embarrassed. He always lost control. He was like a monster unable to control his anger and impulses. Exactly that had provoked Orion into hitting him repeatedly.

"You're wrong, Potter" Regulus clenched his jaw as his eyes fixed on Sirius "He is not my brother anymore"

"You little piece of..." Sirius wanted to approach again. But James placed a hand on his chest, avoiding it.

But Regulus didn't care anymore. He turned to his friend. "Let's go, Barty"

"Yeah"

Regulus gave Sirius a sad look before walking away.

When the Slytherins were gone, Sirius was still breathing hard. Adrenaline was wearing off, and everything that happened came back to his brain. Everything Regulus had said began hurting.

"Pads..." James tried to say something. But Sirius stopped him.

"Nah, Prongs" he said, swallowing the tears "I want to be alone, please"

Sirius didn't even look at Remus, although he could feel his eyes on him. Sirius just turned and ran away before any of his friends could say anything.

#The Blacks got Sirius’s worst side #And unfortunately that was all Regulus saw #The toxic environment of the Black Family stained their relationship #marauders #maraudersera #muggle au #sirius black #regulus black #the black brothers #remus lupin #barty crouch jr #james potter #wolfstar

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floralembarrassment · 5 months

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PLEASEEEE give us another story i love ur writing so much and love u 💗

Hi all! I know I've been away for long - don't really have much to say about that. This is the only short I've been able to come up with these last few months. Enjoy!

Burned (1/1) (jegulus)

"How? How do I talk about it? How do I say any of it out loud. How do I just let it become real? It'll live forever in the air between us." Regulus wasn't yelling, but his voice was a force, each word hard and bitting. But underneath it all, it was also filled with a desperate little boy reaching out for any ounce of reassurance.

"Regulus," James breathed.

Regulus' hardened and stiff body faltered and his voice cracked; "No James. Please."

"I just want to know that you're okay," James said.

"Okay? Okay? James I'm not okay I'm never going to be okay." Regulus words were harsh, and filled with a decade's worth of anger.

They stared at each other, Regulus clenching his teeth and fists, his chest heaving. His body doing everything but breaking down like it wanted.

James simply waited.

"How am I supposed to reconcile that the people I love and belong to, the only people I ever wanted to care about me, are also the people who didn't give a damn about me? About what it would do to me to go through that? About what it would do Sirius or our relationship? How am I supposed to ever be okay again?"

James didn't know what to say and he felt horrible for pushing. But as he looked at Regulus, he just held open his arms, waiting, ready for Regulus to fall into them.

Regulus was still angry. James could see the sparks of embers, ready to erupt into flames all around him. James was the only one who ever could feel safe walking into that kindling. He was the sun after all, so he couldn't be burned. But Regulus, well he would set himself on fire, with ease, letting himself get close to James only for him to fall harder than Icarus ever would. His whole body melted into James and he allowed it, he succumbed to the flames, and his tears were the only thing that fell.

#jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #does floralemby even write anymore?#this isn't even a full anything #marauders #james x regulus #fanfic #regulus black #james potter #marauders era #regulus arcturus black #james fleamont potter #marauders fandom

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herlittlel0ve · 1 year

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Jegulus snippet

Venturing out from the stairs he walks into the top of the tower. His lover turned towards the sky. For a silent moment he just observes allowing himself to fall even more in love. Finally regulus turns around eyes puffy and blood shot and within a second James is by his side.

"What's wrong love speak to me."

"I don't love you James" He says without look James in the eye.

"No" Caught off guard he backs up.

"James please I-I can't be with you I don't-I don't want you"

"Liar. Reg tell me what's wrong"

" No I don't-i don't love you. I no longer want to be with you"

" LIAR STOP LYING TO ME!"

" I'M NOT LYING!" He cracks. What's left of his stone cold walls drops the second he looks James in the eye to see tears already around the rim

"The truth Regulus"

"Fine you want the truth" Angry and frustrated he takes off his jacket and rolling up his sleeve revealing his forearm where the inked marked skin lays

"THERE! That is the truth I am a death eater! I am the thing you hate most in this world James I am evil!" Looking down at his lovers arm Regulus can see every emotion working it's way through James's face and and it ends with a face of indifference.

"Okay."

"Okay..." He can hear the gears in James's head turning

"They did this to you? They forced you to do this?" It may sound like a question but they both know it was a statement. The answer is already there.

"It doesn't matter" Because it truly doesn't no matter the circumstance they are still here in this situation. Hurting.

"Your a good person regulus"

"IM A DEATHEATER you can not love me anymore. I can't-I can't do this... us. I can't anymore" He knows he's speaking completely gibberish but his mouth is moving a mile a minute and he has no control. Why won't James just stop? Just give up and allow him to hurt in silence? To leave behind the best thing that has ever happened to him. Allow him to save the thing he loves most in the world from himself. And as if he spoke his questions aloud James opens his mouth. "No! Love is a choice reg and I choose you! I LOVE YOU! that is my choice and mine alone to make. "

" I'm a deatheater "

" I LOVE YOU! I will scream it until my throat is bloody and my lungs are empty. I will stand with you between the heavens and the earth! Between Voldemort and Dumbledore! I will tell you what you are! Do. You. Love. Me?!?"

" I LOVE YOU! The mo-the moment I saw you I have loved you desperately. I love you James my.. my heart calls your name"

Silence each of their minds processing the information, the emotions, and the devastation that both lovers feel. A moment after said silence they are in each other's arms. Mouths smashed together in a way that would be painful if it was not so deeply desired. A minute, a hour, or a life time could have passed by before they finally resurfaced.

"You love me?" James whispers with the most dopy smile

"I love you" regulus whispers back instantly

It's out now. Let the world hear it. Let tomorrow come and they will talk make plans. But tonight they hold each other.

#jegulus headcanon #marauders era #dead gay wizards #regulus black #regulus being regulus #james potter #heartbreak #love confessions #queen charlotte #charlotte x george

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saintlike78 · 3 years

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The only thing we share [R.A.B & S.O.B]

A/N: THIS HAS TAKEN FOREVER! I’m so excited to finally be done with it! I’ve been working on this idea with @arcaneslut, so major thanks to her for supporting me through this. Also a major thanks to @bellatrixscurls for boosting my ego heheh <3 <3

It ends kinda abruptly because I was thinking about a part two if anyone’s interested in that.

Pairings: Regulus Black x Fem! Reader x Sirius Black (NO INCEST!)

Summary: Y/N can’t seem to choose between the two Black brothers, so what happens when Sirius finds her in the arms of his brother?

Words: 4.5k

Warnings: NSFW 16+, threesome (M/F/M), vaginal sex, oral (male and female receiving), fingering, orgasm denial, slight dom/sub-elements (dom! Sirius, soft dom! Reg, sub! Reader), handjob, mention of cum and cum swallowing, praise, degradation (use of slut and whore), one singular spank, crying, an indication of two-timing (but not really). As always lmk if I missed anything.

“Heeey Reggie,” your voice was happy as you approached the dark-haired Slytherin boy, your arms finding their way around his middle to hug him.

His own arms found their way around you, holding you close to his chest as he chuckled lightly, “Darling, how many times have I told you not to call me that?”

“A lot of times... buuuut it suits you, so I’ll keep calling you Reggie,” you grinned as you looked up at his face.

Regulus shook his head, but his lips were slightly upturned in a smile.

“Do you want to study with me now?” You asked hopefully making it impossible for Regulus to say no to you, but it was exceptionally harder when you were looking at him with huge puppy dog eyes, a pout pulling at your lips if he should say no.

“Of course, darling,” he smiled, not giving it a second thought.

This was what your relationship was, endless flirting and lingering touches. Regulus would do almost anything you told him to, he was completely and utterly enamored by you, he couldn’t get enough. The only reason why you weren’t in a relationship was that he wasn’t the only guy who was head over heels in love with you - the other guy just so happened to be the one person Regulus couldn’t stand - his own brother. Another problem that you had found was that not only were they both in love with you, but you were in love with them both as well, creating a small problem for you.

Normally you wouldn’t be so publicly affectionate towards either of them, afraid that the other would catch on; you weren’t ready to lose either of them, so you kept it in your own secret world.

Of course, you knew how unfair it was to string them both along, not giving them the full truth as to why you didn’t want a relationship because you did want to be with them but having to choose was impossible.

Neither you or Regulus made a move to leave each other’s arms and head towards the library, just looking at each other while talking quietly about your day. You were too caught up with one another to notice the voices that grew louder and the sound of shoes hitting the stone floor. Unfortunately for you, the voices belonged to none other than the four Marauders, one of them, unfortunately, being the one person who was not supposed to witness you in the arms of his brother.

“Uhm y/n, what’r you doing?” the sound of Sirius’ voice caused you to quickly detach yourself from Regulus, creating a distance between the two of you, acting as if Sirius hadn’t caught you red-handed.

“Oh, hi Siri, what’s up?” You tried to act casual, but your tone and body language was anything but casual - fidgeting and bouncing from one foot to the other. Both boys looked at you and then at each other, scowling when they locked eyes.

Remus, James, and Peter looked between the three of you very confused, all three of them silent, thinking of what to say.

“I think we should get going - right James, Peter?” Remus broke the silence, hinting, not subtly that they should make their leave.

“Yes, sure, let’s go,” James stuttered, Peter just nodded, all of them scurrying away quickly, leaving you to deal with your problem.

“Darling, what’s going on,” Regulus placed a hand on your shoulder giving it a reassuring squeeze, but you could only look back at him with sad eyes, knowing that now you would lose both of them. Your stomach had dropped to the floor, and it felt like someone was squeezing your heart.

“Darling?... why are you calling her that?” Sirius crossed his arms angrily over his chest, his eyes staring intently at the hand on your shoulder, jealousy filling his chest.

“Please can we go somewhere more private... I promise I’ll explain everything,” you tried, gesturing towards the girl’s lavatory.

Both boys nodded and let you lead them inside, shutting the door behind you gently and leaning your back up against it.

You looked down bashfully, your hands fidgeting anxiously in front of you as your mind raced with ways to explain to them what you’d been doing.

“What’s happening, pup?” Sirius tried a gentler tone, but the anger was still evident in it.

“I’m sorry,” your cheeks grew hot, and you could feel tears slowly gather in your eyes.

“For what, darling?” Regulus was less angry, putting on a calm front for you.

“I’ve had a thing, with... Uhm... both of you...” you were trying your hardest to keep your voice steady, but you couldn’t help the slight shake to your vocal cords.

“... it was not my intent to string you both along... I just like you both so much and I couldn’t choose... I know it was very wrong of me, but I-I can’t stand the thought of... losing you,” your voice cracked, and the first tear rolled down your cheek, but you quickly wiped it away, knowing how stupid you looked - you weren’t the victim in this.

They both stood shocked, not knowing what to say, but both wanting to reach out to comfort you.

The silence was deafening, the anxiety was eating away at you as you waited for one of them to speak and just end it with you then and there.

“I’m sorry... I understand if you don’t have anything to say to me or if you don’t want to see me anymore... I’ll - I’ll just leave,” your voice was quivering as you tried to keep your tears at bay until you had left.

You turned your body, ready to make a run for it, knowing that they probably hated you, but your hand never properly touched the knob before your wrist was grabbed and your body was yanked backward and away from the door. You were spun around to face them both, Regulus holding your wrist tight, not letting you run away.

Regulus let out a sigh before speaking, “I’m not happy about what you did, but I’m not ready to let you go... I can’t.”

Your eyes widened at his words, not expecting him to still want to be with you.

“Well, I’m not ready to let her go either... so now we have a little problem,” Sirius went to stand beside you, putting his arm around your waist and pulling you towards him, surprising you even more.

The tears made your vision blurry as you looked between them, “I’m sorry... I just don’t know what to do,” you whimpered out, causing both of them to quit their scowling contest to look at you, both of their eyes softening.

“Oh puppy, c’mere,” Sirius pulled you into his chest, hugging you as you cried, wetting his white school shirt.

Regulus came closer to soothingly rub up and down your back.

“Listen here, if Sirius and I can agree, I would be willing to... share,” Regulus said begrudgingly, but anything was better than losing you, especially to his brother.

Sirius scoffed, but didn’t argue against his brother, “I guess, if that’s what it takes to keep you, then I’ll be willing to share as well.”

You sniffled and looked up, “are you sure? I don’t want to force you into anything.”

Regulus and Sirius shared a look, and both nodded, “we’re sure,” Regulus answered for the both of them.

You hugged Sirius closer to you, reaching one arm behind you searching for Regulus’s hand, which he didn’t hesitate to give you.

“Thank you,” you whispered, but both boys heard you clearly, Sirius giving your body an extra squeeze.

You removed your face from Sirius’ chest to look up at him, “kiss?” you puckered your lips, while his lips turned up into a mischievous smile, but nonetheless he complied, leaning his head down and connecting your lips.

The kiss was much shorter than you would have liked, your lips following Sirius’ smirking ones when he pulled apart, a whine tearing through your throat.

Sirius only chuckled at your needy reaction, prompting you to find solace in the man behind you; you turned your head only to be met with a smirking Regulus, his hand still in yours as he had moved closer to you.

“What do you want, darling?” Regulus had leaned down to be level with your face, his voice coming out soft, yet you didn’t miss the slight teasing tone he held.

“You… I want both of you.”

“Is that how you ask nicely, pup?” Sirius broke in, forcing your face to look at his by grabbing your jaw and turning your face.

You whimpered, “please, may I have both of you,” your eyes searched Sirius' eyes desperately.

He smirked, looking down at your desperate figure while running his hand up and down your waist, occasionally giving it a squeeze, “that’s better… good girls have manners and you are a good girl, are you not?”

You quickly nodded, “I am, I promise I’ll be good for you.”

Both boys let out a groan at your words, their pants growing tighter by the second.

Regulus pulled out his wand, casting a silencing charm as well as locking the door.

“You really want to do this here?” you asked with a small tilt to your head.

“Do you have a better place we could go? There’ll be people in your dorm and in mine as well and I’m not going down to the darkest place known to man, also known as the Slytherin common room,” Sirius said before he slowly started kissing your neck, sucking lightly when he found the spot that made you gasp out in pleasure.

“Oi! I’ll let you know that it’s very atmospheric to be under the lake,” Regulus said with an angry frown, not letting Sirius step all over his house.

“Whatever you say,” Sirius retorted against your neck, his tone sarcastic.

You could feel a fight starting to ensue, which was the last thing you wanted from them at this moment.

“Please don’t fight… this is good, please,” you whimpered as Sirius sucked a purple mark right below your ear, his teeth sinking lightly into the flesh before his tongue came out to soothe the skin.

“Don’t worry, pretty darling, we’ll take care of you,” Regulus’s soothing voice said before he stepped even closer to you, your body sandwiched between the two brothers.

Regulus’s hands caressed your body, his hands going over your bum before slowly lifting your skirt to caress your bare skin. He bent down on his knees, his hands kneading away on your bum, he came forward to leave small kisses on the cheeks, his hands trailing down your thighs and moving to the inside of your thighs but purposely ignoring the place you needed him most. “Spread those beautiful legs a little more for me, princess,” Regulus tapped the inside of your thigs; you didn’t waste a second, your legs spreading further apart.

Your hands found a home on Sirius’ shoulders as you used him for balance, your fingers digging into the muscles in anticipation. Sirius’ head retreated from your neck to look at your face, the mischievous smirk never leaving his lips.

He was about to lean down to connect your lips, but he was swiftly interrupted by a gasp leaving your lips; Regulus had placed his thumb on your panties, feeling the wet patch that had formed on them. “So wet for us, darling,” he breathed out, his thumb rubbing your core slowly, working his way up to rub your clit through your soaked panties.

You moaned and gasped again as the pleasurable feeling spread through your body.

“Such a little slut, getting wet just from the thought of having not only one, but both of our cocks... such a filthy girl,” Sirius teased, finally leaning down and connecting your lips in a heated kiss.

You parted your lips letting his tongue enter and dance with your own, your breathing growing labored.

As you were preoccupied with Sirius’ mouth on yours, Regulus took the opportunity to slip your panties off and down your legs, tapping each of your feet for you to lift and step out of them.

You could hear the low groan from Regulus when he was faced with your puffy glistening cunt, a sight so pleasing he couldn’t wait any longer before diving right in, licking a strip from your aching clit to your entrance. Your body jolted at the contact, you let out a loud moan into Sirius’ mouth and your fingers tightened their grip on his shoulders, scared you would collapse, even though Sirius was holding your waist making sure you wouldn’t fall.

Sirius pulled apart, desperate to look at your face, but jealous that Regulus had gotten the chance to taste you before he himself had.

“Who would’ve thought that little y/n was such a little whore?” Sirius taunted, pinching your sides. You moaned at his degrading words, the words going straight to your already dripping cunt.

Sirius let out a taunting laugh, “Oh you like that huh? You like it when I call you a whore?”

You nodded and whimpered, “y-yes.”

Sirius’s lips turned up into a satisfied grin, “hmm filthy girl,” he whispered.

Regulus pulled away for a moment, “she tastes absolutely divine.”

At his words Sirius reached a hand down, collecting some of your arousal on his fingers as he ran them through your folds, making you whimper, before bringing his fingers to his lips, licking them clean.

He smacked loudly, “mmhm perfect.”

Your cheeks turned pink, and you leaned forward hiding your face in Sirius’ clavicle, prompting a chuckle from the boy.

“Aww, are we feeling shy? Huh?” He feigned a caring tone as he mocked your shyness.

You whined and shook your head, but your face was quickly pulled from its hiding spot by Sirius.

“No whining,” Sirius scolded, to which you just nodded.

“Sirius, can you grab her leg?” Came Regulus’s voice, instructing his brother.

Sirius rolled his eyes, “don’t give me instructions.”

You reached a hand up to caress Sirius’ cheek, “be nice,” you whispered, trying to keep them civil, instead of Sirius complying you let out a surprised gasp when Sirius’ hand suddenly was around your throat, giving it a small warning squeeze, but not enough to actually hurt you.

“We might not agree about who’s in charge, but it’s certainly not you... got it?”

You gulped, but nodded, “yes, sir.”

Another groan escaped Sirius at the use of the title, “you’re going to kill me.”

Sirius let go of your throat, reaching down to grab your leg like Regulus had asked, hoisting it up.

“There we go,” Regulus breathed out, his middle finger circling your entrance.

You could feel your heart through your chest, the beating growing faster and more rapid as the seconds went on. Your breath had been replaced by moans – filling the quiet room, along with the squelching sounds as Regulus inserted a finger in you, pumping it slowly in and out, feeling your warm walls pulse and contract at the minimal pleasure he was able to give you with just one finger.

Sirius leaned down to suck and bite at your neck; whimpers left your mouth at the pleasurable pain his teeth gave you, your hands moving to hold onto him by the back of his neck, pulling gently at the hairs at the nape.

Regulus added a second finger, pumping them faster while his other hand reached up to rub your clit in fast circles, pressing it occasionally to add pressure.

You could feel the familiar warmth building in the pit of your belly, your orgasm approaching rapidly.

“Please, may I cum?” You begged, gripping Sirius’ hair tighter as you tried to fight off the feeling.

Sirius submerged from your neck, squeezing your waist, “not yet… sluts like you have to wait for it.”

You whimpered at his words, tears gathering in your eyes at the strain of holding it in, “please, sir, I can’t,” you tried begging once more, but to no avail; Sirius shook his head and gestured for Regulus to stop, which he did, but not without a displeased grunt.

Regulus pulled his fingers from you, causing you to whine at the empty feeling and the fleeting orgasm having been stolen from you. You were about to turn your head to give Regulus a displeased look, but your cheeks were promptly grabbed by Sirius, his fingers squeezing a pout from you.

“What did tell you before?” he questioned with a raised brow.

“No whining,” you would’ve dipped your head if it hadn’t been for the hold, you found yourself in.

“Good girl,” Regulus praised as he stood to tower over you once more behind you.

“Good girl,” Sirius mocked, “she can remember simple instruction, but yet she still whines like a desperate little slut.”

“Don’t be so mean,” Regulus scolded, smacking Sirius’ hand that was holding your leg up, causing him to drop it.

Regulus leaned down to your ear before whispering, “don’t listen to him, darling, you’re doing so well, good girl.”

You turned your face, being level with Regulus, you connected your lips, tasting yourself on his lips and the sweet taste of him, breathing out a ‘thank you' before breaking apart.

Regulus just nodded with a smile, glad you understood his comfort, his hand finding home on the side of your waist Sirius wasn’t holding onto.

You felt Sirius’ hand back on your face, turning it to face him once more, “you know you can tell me if it’s too much, right?”

Your heart fluttered at Sirius checking on you, making sure that you were alright and happy with everything that was happening; you nodded in reply, looking into his eyes to show him that you meant it. Sirius smiled and leaned down to also be able to whisper in your ear, “good girl,” he whispered for only you to hear.

“Come, over here,” Sirius started guiding you towards one of the sinks in the lavatory, a large mirror hanging above the basin, your eyes meeting your own as Sirius pulled you further towards the image.

“Now look at that, such a pretty slut, it would be a shame if you don’t get the same view as us,” Sirius’ hand was stroking up and down the expanse of your back when you came to a halt in front of the shining mirror; Regulus followed suit standing on the other side of Sirius behind you. They were tall and intimidating – absolutely stunning, enchanting, causing all thoughts to leave your mind as you stared at them through the tall mirror; your stomach was filled with butterflies, accompanied by an ache created by the denied orgasm, your arousal was slowly dripping down your legs, but yet time stood still as you waited for one of them to do something, anything – you would let them do anything.

“I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to watch yourself get ruined like the filthy girl you are, understand?” Sirius was caressing your sides, but you knew it was as a decoy – his real purpose being freeing your shirt from being tucked into your plaid school skirt.

“Yes, sir, I understand,” you voiced your understanding, but you looked to Regulus, unsure what he thought of this particular arrangement.

Regulus caught your stare, returning it with a soft smile and kiss to your temple, “it’s okay, pretty girl, I’ll wait my turn,” he said with a wink.

Regulus stepped in front of you, temporarily blocking your reflection in the mirror, but his reasoning soon became clear as he started undoing the buttons of your shirt, helping you out of it, exposing your bra-covered breasts to the eager boys.

Sirius’ hands trailed up your back finding the clasp of your bra and undoing it, the bra loosening and helped off by Regulus. Out of instinct, your hands went up to cover your now exposed chest, but Sirius was quicker than you and took a hold of your wrists, his arms on both sides of you. “Don’t turn all shy now - you were so desperate before, be a good slut,” Sirius was taunting you, but his words only made the ache grow even bigger causing a whimper to be ripped from your throat and your head to turn to look at him over your shoulder; you were only met with a mocking tilt of his head, whilst his hands brought your wrists behind your back, switching to hold them both with one hand.

“Move out of the way, will you Reg.”

Regulus rolled his eyes, his face contorting into one of disgust at Sirius using a nickname for him, but nevertheless, he complied, but not before leaning down and giving your lips a quick peck.

With Regulus no longer blocking the mirror in front of you, you could see the situation unfold clearly; Regulus was close but leaning casually against a sink strategically placed so he could look at you without being in the way of the mirror, his hands starting to work on the zipper of his black school trousers.

Your focus was back on Sirius when you heard the same sound of a zipper, but from behind you; Sirius was quick to pull his painfully hard cock from the restraints of his own trousers, the tip of his cock red and dripping with pre-cum. He stroked himself a couple of times, his head thrown back and a groan leaving his lips, his raven-colored hair falling in front of his face when his head fell back into place. You let out a breathy moan at the sight, enamored by his beauty and growing more needy and desperate by the second.

Sirius flipped your skirt up, the clothing piece rather useless as you were bare everywhere else; your focus was momentarily lost on Sirius’ face, therefore, leaving you unprepared for the slap that was landed on your ass, pulling a yelp from you, but leaving you no room to complain as he pushed himself inside you – the complaint dying on your tongue and replaced by a surprised gasp of pleasure. Sirius and Regulus’ eyes were locked on your face, memorizing the look and contortion of satisfaction, the way your mouth was slightly agape, the slight backward roll your eyes made

Sirius set a fast pace, keeping you up by your arms as he held them tightly behind your back, giving both himself and Regulus a perfect view of your breasts as they bounced on every impact.

Your moans and smalls squeals, accompanied by the wet slapping sounds filled the bathroom, the occasional grunt and moan leaving Sirius’ mouth.

A yelp broke through when Regulus used his free hand, the one not currently working himself closer to an orgasm, to reach forward and tug at your sensitive nipples – pulling, twisting and rubbing them, his eyes locked on your reactions; he smiled a pleased smile at the sounds you let out, your eyes finding his, trying your hardest to keep your eyes open and hold his stare.

“You gonna cum, princess?” Regulus asked, giving your left nipple a particularly harsh pinch, your cunt pulsing and tightening around Sirius.

“Please, may I,” you pleaded, your eyes flitting between the two brothers, frustration building as well at the orgasm you were trying to hold off.

“Go on, milk my cock like the whore you are,” Sirius grunted, a low moan escaping as well as your cunt squeezed him once more.

Sirius moved his hips with a few hard thrusts, snaking his free hand to the front of your body to put pressure on your clit. Your breath stuttered, a gasp catching in your throat as a silent scream made its appearance, your orgasm rocking through your body, your cunt throbbing around Sirius. You spasmed as you tried, but failed, to topple forward, Sirius’ hands holding you too tight to let you fall.

Sirius moaned loudly as he reached his end, emptying himself in you, he stilled cock twitching. He rocked a couple of times, working you both through your orgasms before

he slowly pulled out, bending down to look at the way his cum dripped from you, muttering a small ‘gorgeous’ to himself. Rising to his full height, he kissed up your neck and your cheek while holding your body close to his, whispering small praises in your ear.

You were trying to catch your breath, your body twitching slightly at the sensitivity and the aftershock of the built-up release you had been keeping in for so long.

You were thrown out of your own thoughts and tiredness when you heard a moan coming from your side; Regulus’s head was thrown back as he tried desperately to finish himself.

You turned your head to kiss Sirius’ cheek as his head rested on your shoulder, before freeing yourself from his grasp to stand directly in front of Regulus. Grasping his face, you turned it down to look in your eyes as you leaned up to connect your lips with his in a hungry open-mouthed kiss. Your hand reached between your bodies as you took his cock from his hand, working it yourself; you applied pressure as you twisted and stroked with your hand at a fast pace. Regulus pulled away from the kiss to let out a stuttered moan as your thumb brushed over to sensitive slit, his hips working to match the pace of your hand.

“Gonna cum,” he breathed out, “let me cum in that pretty mouth of yours.”

Even though his tone was much softer than Sirius’ had been, it was still a command, to which you complied.

You sank to your knees, keeping your hand in motion, but replacing it with your mouth leading Regulus to his much-needed release.

His hands grasped your hair at the base of your scalp, holding your head still as his hips moved him through his release, his cum seeping into your mouth on your tongue and down your throat.

With the help of Regulus, you stood, met with the soft smile from Regulus and a gentle kiss on your lips from him. Sirius stepped behind you, holding your bra and shirt helping you put them on, turning you around to button the shirt up.

“Thank you,” you said, stroking his hair as Regulus stroked your hips from behind you.

“For what? This or the other thing?” Sirius smirked, your eyes rolling at his insinuation.

“Both, I guess,” you giggled making both boys chuckle, as Sirius finished off the last button on your shirt.

Your eyes scanned the floor, but the short search for your panties was unsuccessful.

“Uhm, where are my panties?”

Sirius smirked once more before holding the piece of clothing up but quickly pocketed it when you tried to reach for them. “Oh, I’m keeping these… as a souvenir.”

You rolled your eyes once more, but the smile was ever-present on your face.

“Again, thank you for this,” you breathed a content breath.

“I can’t say I wasn’t surprised, but if this is the price to be with you, I’m willing to pay it,” Regulus said, gesturing to Sirius as he said ‘this’, earning him a disgruntled ‘hey!’, though Sirius nodded in agreement.

“I’m interested in what’s to come.”

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letterstotheflre · 3 years

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my drug is my baby

summary: sirius is glad he was patient enough with you and takes part of what he has been craving most

warnings: daddy kink, a smidge of religious references, dacryphilia, overstimulation, fingering and oral sex (fem receiver), innocence/corruption kink

word count: 3.2k

a/n: i kinda hate this now but i think it’s because i read it too many times, idk || i think it's a universal experience to not being able to cum from your own fingers... right?? and we all know that sirius has a crying kink... also i think it’s so hot when they make you thank them for letting you cum, sue me!!

Sirius Black liked to believe he was a patient man when he needed to be.

He was known for being reckless, always jumping into the next adventure without much thought, ready to follow James wherever he went. Most of the time he spoke without thinking, especially if he knew his comments would make his parents red with rage. Sometimes he didn’t even mean what he said, he just spewed whatever progressive or controversial opinion he had in hopes of making his mother’s heart stop beating.

He revelled in making rash decisions, somehow always ending up being benefited by them. He never gave much thought to anything: always doing his homework last minute yet somehow still getting top marks, taking some jokes too far, never taking into consideration other people’s safety unless they were close friends.

Some may call him selfish, but he liked not having to put too much thought into every single action. He spent most of his childhood walking on eggshells, afraid of saying the wrong thing and being punished or worse, Regulus taking the beating for him. But now that he finally escaped the Black family, he enjoyed the freedom that came with leaving Grimmauld Place.

He enjoyed breaking rules and creating chaos. It made him feel mighty, knowing he had the power to make all of those choices, still coming out on top, and see how they affected certain people. Most applauded him, revered him for being so spontaneous and adventurous; others couldn’t stand him, complaining about his mean jabs and sometimes harmful pranks.

Yet he knew how to wait for the things he deemed important or worthy. He knew that it was best to wait for Euphemia’s cherry pie to cool down before eating it, to wait for three days after the full moon to make a werewolf joke to Remus, to wait a few hours after James lost a Quidditch match to suggest a quick trip to The Three Broomsticks. And he knew it was best to wait for you.

Good things come to those who wait, that was his mantra. Of course, most of his restraint when it came to you was because he cared deeply about you and your comfort, but his conscience also drove him to keep his hands to himself. Every time his hands were about to go under your skirt, every time he heard your breathy moans when he kissed your neck, every time you looked at him with pouty lips begging for a kiss and his fingers craved to squeeze your neck, he took a step back. He felt so guilty for tainting something that in his mind was so pure, so he just held you close and peppered your face with kisses until you giggled.

But the thought of you being so untouched and how bashful you looked when he teased you or someone made a sexual comment made him want to ruin your innocence. Something inside him craved to see you tainted, to have you writhing under him as he rolled his hips against yours while you clutched his shoulders. He wanted to take that holiness you had and turn it into something so sinful that there was no way for you to ask for redemption.

And when you opened the door and took the first step, who was he to deny you?

He dragged everything out. Since the day when he taught you how to touch yourself, he wanted to make you wait for every sexual act that followed. He wanted to see how long it would take for you to beg him for some relief.

So today during a lecture when you looked at him with glazed over eyes and begged him to help you relieve the strange ache you felt in your stomach since you woke, he decided to be benevolent and give you some relief. He swiftly moved his hand under your skirt (thanking God that most of your closet consisted of that particular piece of clothing and dresses) and pushed aside your underwear before his fingers made way between your dripping folds. He didn’t enter you, just played with your clit until you had to bite the back of your hand to muffle your moans.

But when you whispered a small “thank you, daddy” and pressed a chaste kiss to his cheek, the only thing he wanted to do was take you back to his room and press you to the bed until your legs shook and tears ran down your cheeks. His eyes quickly scanned the classroom to make sure no one saw or heard anything, shoulders tense because of your words. All he could see were students with their own glassy eyes as they listened to whatever the professor was talking about. Fucking tease, Sirius thought.

And now, as he watched you on your knees and clutching his leg, lips pouty and cheek nuzzling his jean covered thigh, he was thankful for being patient enough.

“Please, Sirius, they’re back,” you said. He knew exactly what you were talking about, but played dumb as one hand petted your hair. “What’s back, baby?”

“The tingles,” you explained.

“And you need me to fix it, hm?” A small taunt was evident in his tone. “Your hands aren’t enough anymore, right bunny?”

Your cheeks warmed up at the implication, nevertheless, you shook your head. You still managed to make yourself cum, but the way Sirius could play with your clit like an experienced musician and how his big hands moved your hips along his jean covered leg would never compare to your dainty digits. The thought of his big fingers inside of you was enough to increase the tingles, and your hands pressed down on your stomach trying to soothe the pain.

“Please, Sirius, it hurts so bad,” you whimpered.

“Use your words, angel. Be good,” he said. You looked up at him with watery eyes, your mind already slipping and not letting you form too many coherent thoughts. “Please, daddy,” you sniffled.

He kept petting your head. “What do you want, angel?” He asked, looking almost bored with the situation as he listened to your pleads. “Anything,” you whined.

He shook his head, mocking disappointment. “You know you have to ask for what you want, puppy.” Even though he wasn’t angry, honestly a little amused at your desperation, his voice was stern, trying to engrave his rules in your fuzzy brain.

Your hands squeezed his leg, “I need you… down there.”

“You need to be clearer.''

You closed your eyes. You hated being so crass, but Sirius certainly had no qualms about it. “I need you… in my pussy,” you got out. But it wasn’t enough, not for Sirius who longed to ruin every aspect of your innocence. “What do you want, baby? D’ya want my fingers or my tongue?”

“Both,” you whined. Bingo, he thought with a dark smirk that would’ve sent shivers down your spine if you weren’t absolutely drenching and desperate for his touch. “Up you get, puppy,” he said, “lay on the bed f’me.”

You got on the bed right next to him, your head laying on one of your fluffy pillows. Your dress rode up a bit with your movements, but it didn’t really matter, and you pressed your legs together trying to relieve some of the tension while you waited for Sirius to do something. He simply watched you, taking in the image of you wriggling in place and toying with the rings he bought you for your birthday.

You felt a soft touch on your calves, and it gave you a fluttering feeling in your stomach. Sirius’s hands were moving slowly up your legs, nudging them apart without needing much force since you complied immediately. You were about to burst, ready to scream at him to just get on with it, but decided to keep quiet.

One of his hands made its way to the edge of your dress, swiftly going under it and his fingers slightly grazing your clothed pussy. Your hips bucked at the soft touch, but then just as quickly as it came it was gone. “No, come back!” you implored, reaching for Sirius’s wrist but being too slow.

Sirius arched one eyebrow, “What was that?”

“I’m sorry!” you cried out, “M’sorry, I just need you so bad. It hurts.” But Sirius remained where he was, arms now crossed over his chest as he looked at you. His eyes were full of disappointment and you wanted to cry, “What’s gotten into you today? You were so demanding in class before, so bratty, I don’t think you deserve it at all.” He was stretching the truth, you were by far the least bratty person he had ever been with, but he couldn’t help himself when he saw how much his words affected you.

A few tears fell at his words, “No, no, m’not bratty. I’m a good girl, daddy. I promise I’ll be so so good, your best girl! I won’t ask for anything more, m’sorry.'' You were saying anything you could to convince him that you were still his good girl, his angel.

Your lips were quivering and your chest was heaving with sobs you tried to keep inside; babbling apologies and trying to convince him that you would never act like this again, and he finally took pity on you. His hands gripped your ankles and opened your legs so he could lay comfortably between them. He could see a dark patch on your lavender underwear, and he huffed out a laugh with a slightly amused shake of his head. “I forgive you, bunny, but you’ll have to take everything that I give you. D’you think you can do that f’me?”

You nodded eagerly, choking a small ‘thank you’ as you tried to control your breath. He grabbed the ends of your dress and bunched it up over your waist, not bothering to take it off. He licked a strip over your underwear and the combination of his warm tongue with the friction of the cotton cloth was enough to make you mewl.

Sirius could not deny that he had been craving to taste you once more after he licked your fingers clean that day, and now only getting a smidge of your taste from what seeped through your underwear drove him insane. He needed to taste you completely, so he quickly pulled them off and pocketed them in the back of his jeans.

He used his fingers to spread your folds wide open, staring hungrily at all the slick that had gathered. “Oh puppy, look at the mess you’ve already made,” he crooned. “Y’re dripping, d’ya really need me this bad?”

“Yes, so so bad. Please, daddy.” He was so close, his warm breath hitting your wet folds and making you tremble in anticipation.

You watched, using your elbows to raise yourself a little, as he slowly started to take his rings off. “Hold ‘em for me, bunny, don’t want them to get dirty,” he said as he slid his chunky rings into your fingers. The metal dangled a little because of the size difference, so you closed your hands to keep them from falling.

Finally, his tongue made contact with your clit and you sighed in relief. It was followed by a moan when he started to suck on it, making sure to swirl his tongue all around before slurping. He looked like a starved man that finally came into contact with some sweet fruit, moving his head around your pussy to have you gushing on him. The ache in your tummy was slowly decreasing, now replaced with a nice fluttering feeling.

Your whines and moans echoed through his ears, resembling the most beautiful angel choir he had ever heard. He pulled away for a moment, “I’ve been waiting to taste you for days, puppy. S’better than I remembered.”

The more he pushed his tongue inside you, the more your legs shook. You involuntarily closed them, your pillowy thighs acting as earmuffs around Sirius’s head. He let them rest there for a few seconds before pushing them open once more, adding more fervour to his movements, eager to drink your sweet ambrosia.

Your closed fists went to his head, and you opened them a little to grip his hair, trying to ground yourself. “Gonna cum, daddy, can I?” You breathed out. Sirius just hummed, sending vibrations that were enough to make you let go. You tried to close your legs once more, but his shoulders prevented you from doing so. You felt like you were floating, your brain shutting off for a few seconds before returning to earth.

But Sirius didn’t stop moving his tongue, one of his fingers circling your hole before entering you slowly. Just one of his fingers felt like two of yours, even though you knew it wasn’t an accurate comparison. The stretch this time burned more than when you touched yourself, and you whined while shaking your head. “Too much, s’too much.”

Sirius paused for a moment so he could press your legs to your chest with one hand while the other kept moving in and out of you. The sudden switch in position made you gasp, but not as much as when Sirius thrust his fingers hard. “Are you dumb? I told you you had to take everything I gave you. D’you want to make me mad again?”

More tears fell when he curled his fingers, expertly finding that spongy spot inside you that pumped white heat through your veins. The way they twisted resembled a musician fiddling with a harp, your needy whines accompanying them like the main act. “No no, I can take it” you gasped, drowning in bliss as his fingers kept hitting the perfect spots.

You were already so close, Sirius giving you no respite as he quickly pushed his fingers. Your hand gripped his arm, fingertips digging the ink-covered skin. “C-close,” you whined, eyes rolling back and mouth open as you felt the tension ready to break.

“Going to make more of a mess, angel?” he grumbled, and you tried to nod as much as you could in your constricted position. Sirius chuckled, “Dirty little thing. Go on, I’ve got you.”

You whimpered brokenly as he pulled another orgasm from you. It felt like his fingertips were scrapping your insides to drag it out, and your feet dangled in the air as you swung them while trying to grab his wrist to stop him from moving.

Sirius couldn’t tear his eyes from you, with your pretty tears dripping down your cheeks and your chest heaving with small sobs from how good you felt. For him, all for him and only ever for him, because no one had ever touched you like he has and no one else ever would. “You look so pretty like this,” he cooed. “God I love your tears, baby, look how hard you make me.”

Your eyes moved down his body—when had he taken off his shirt? His tattoos splayed over his toned muscles made you clench around his fingers. You adored the small drawings that covered most of his body, they looked so beautiful on him and you just wanted to cry even more at how pretty your boyfriend was. When your eyes moved lower, following his previous instruction, you could see there was already a bulge in his pants that you knew was his cock, and your mouth watered at the thought of it just resting against his stomach like it did the first time you sucked him.

“I wanna feel you,” you cried while stretching your hands to touch him. He let you, your soft palms going over his chest and grabbing his shoulders so you could pull him down. “Kissie,” you breathed, letting his lips hover over yours for a second before kissing you hard and messily. His tongue played with yours and it only added more fuel to the fire inside you.

A moan broke you apart when his fingers resumed their pace, “P-please, no more” you babbled, the stimulation too much to bear.

“How are you gonna take my cock if you can’t take my fingers, hm?” He asked and you whined, his fingers burying themselves up to his knuckles and making your eyes roll back once more. Your mouth was dry from being constantly open, whimpers and moans constantly escaping from the open cavity. “Come on, one more, I know you have it in you. My good girl aren’t you?”

The squelching sounds were so dirty and they rang through your ears, yet even through your fuzzy mind you could discern the important words, “Y-your good girl,” you managed to get out with a smile, glad to be praised by him.

His other hand pressed down on your legs even more, and now you could see the way the digits moved in and out of you, a slight sheen coating the skin every time they came out. “God, you were right, bunny, you are tight,” he grunted, “I don’t think I’ll ever fit, m’gonna break you.”

At that, your eyes widened. “No no, you’ll fit, daddy!” But he just chuckled at your desperation, “M’gonna break you in half, angel. Do you want that? Do you want me to split you open?”

A small chant of ’yes’ and ‘please’ echoed through the room. You could feel another wave coming, ready to wash over you as your toes curled in anticipation. It was like you were dangling on the edge, your hands holding on for dear life as you tried to hold on, and your moans grew louder and louder with every thrust Sirius gave.

Your clenching walls around his digits were warning enough for him, and he kept his eyes on your form as you struggled to keep it at bay, waiting for his permission. He watched as your ring clad fingers scrambled to the sheets, gripping them tightly as your head moved from side to side. “That’s it, bunny, let go f’me” and with one harsh thrust, you slackened the hold you had on your release and finally let go.

If you felt like you were still on your body you would’ve screamed. A white heat engulfed you as your vision grew hazy, your hips raising of their own accord and aiding Sirius in dragging your orgasm out. You looked so beautiful like this, a sweaty sheen on your skin and now tangled up hair sticking to your forehead. Sirius leant down, tongue cleaning the fallen tears before they dried, and you couldn’t help the moan that escaped you.

He grabbed your face, squishing your spit covered cheeks. “What do you say, angel?”

With a shuddering breath, you looked into his stormy eyes as he cleaned your release from his fingers with his tongue. “Thank you, daddy.”

You tried to lower your legs, but Sirius kept them in place. You stared at him, confused, yet he was staring at your puffy cunt, all shiny and stretched out for him. A smirk covered his lips as he finally looked at you, “I think y’re finally ready for m’cock, angel.”

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writteninverses · 2 years

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He could still see her, how she was begging for her life, down on her knees with her hands together, a sign of desperation. The ghost of Barty’s hand on his shoulder was still there, encouraging him to do it. It was easier to get the job done than to make Voldemort angry, and Regulus knew how to behave to survive, he had been doing that his whole life. Hell, he had gotten in that situation because of it, he had been too obedient, too quiet, not brave in the slightest. The younger Black tried to be the perfect heir in every possible way, to fill up the responsibility his rebel brother had left.

Regulus was nervously biting his nails, avoiding scratching his left forearm, it was still a bit sore. He covered it with his sleeve, so that James couldn’t see it when he decided to fucking show up.

This was going to be the last time they saw each other, Regulus was determined to tell James everything, he couldn’t handle the pressure of knowing so much and not doing anything to save the love of his life. He knew that James was expecting a child from Lily, and the Dark Lord had made his decision to end that poor baby’s life because of that stupid prophecy. Therefore, Regulus had to tell James, ask him to run away and never come back. They had time to do so, and if his plan of getting the horcruxes worked, he could do something good for once and save them all, even if he couldn’t save himself.

James showed up 10 minutes to their meeting spot; they were at James’ old house. His parents had already died, but instead of staying in that house, the soon-to-be-parents decided that it was better to move to another neighbourhood.

Regulus couldn’t understand why he was feeling butterflies in his stomach, he was 20 years old, for fuck’s sake, he wasn’t a teenager anymore to experience silly feels for that boy with rounded glasses. When James finally approached him, they greeted each other formally.

“Hi, Regulus. I’m really sorry for arriving so late, you know I can’t just simply get out of my house without a reason, so it was hard to convince Lily. Wanna come inside? It’s better if no one sees us together. We have to be careful these days,” and he opened the door, waiting for the other boy to go first.

Regulus didn’t say anything, he wanted to go straight to James’ bedroom, like he used to do not so long ago, but he had to control himself and go to the living room, sitting on the couch.

“Erm… how is Lily doing? With the pregnancy and everything.”

“Oh, well, you see… She’s been really stressed, always tired and worried. Sirius and Remus try to come over as much as they can, but they can’t do much. We didn’t plan this to happen, it’s mental to want to have a baby in the middle of a war, even worse if a crazy monster is threatening your unborn child. It’s been really, really fucking hard, Regulus. I always try to be optimistic and cheer her up, but it’s just not the time to be happy about this. And now Marlene is dead, I don’t know if you’ve heard. She was one of our best friends.--” He wiped the tears that were coming out of his eyes and took a deep breath-- “please, just tell me what you wanted to tell me, I don’t think you are here to hear me talk about my feelings,” James let out a breathy smile, to lessen the tension.

Regulus swallowed and looked at James. “I honestly don’t know how to tell you this.”

“Just say it, when we were younger we told each other everything.”

Regulus nodded and took James’ hand. It felt so natural, so pure, almost too intimate. With the other boy’s hand on his, he rolled his left sleeve up, showing the newly made dark mark.

James clenched his jaw and shook his head several times.

“No, no, no. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me now, Regulus. Tell me it’s a fucking joke right now. What the hell?” James was now red and furious, almost shouting, which scared Regulus. He stood up.

“You don’t know how hard it is to be in the Black family, James. You’ve been very lucky in that department, but others don’t have the same luck! I never promised you I wouldn’t join them.”

“They are evil, Reg. I know you, you are not like them. You… you were my everything, my love and my life, when did my everything decide to join those who want to destroy our world?” James followed Regulus and stood up too.

“Don’t fucking say all that bullshit now, you don’t have the privilege to call me “love”. You chose her, James, not me. So don’t try to make me feel bad because of what we used to have!”

“Fine! I’ll just call you what you are: a killer. A fucking murderer. You killed Marlene, right? And you feel guilty now because you know she was my friend! Is that what you wanted to say?”

“Yes. I killed her, and right after I got the dark mark.”

“Like some kind of gruesome ritual to make you worthy of that mark?”

Regulus nodded. James’ breath was irregular, as he was getting more and more angry.

“You ungrateful bastard! I loved you, you coward!” James collapsed in the other boy’s arms, while trying to slap him, failing miserably. He couldn’t harm his precious boy.

Regulus hugged him, holding onto dear life, his life, to comfort him, somehow.

“Can the killer in me… tame the fire in you?” Asked Regulus shyly.

“I am sick of the chase, of all of this. I should be mad at you. But I’m stupid in love. And there’s nothing I can do.” James’ hand traveled to Regulus’ cheek and he kissed him. It was the last kiss, a goodbye one. They needed to get that off their chests.

Regulus ran his hand through the messy hair of his golden boy while James kept kissing him passionately. They both started to cry. Everything hurt too much. They were so young and they had suffered enough for 3 lifetimes.

James slowly broke the kiss and got up from the floor.

“I won’t tell anyone that you are one of them now, that’s my last favour, because I can summon the Order and kill you in this instant.”

“Thank you, I guess.”

“Don’t ever look for me again, this is over, forever. I don’t want to see you.”

“Fine, I’ll do that, but please, James, be careful. Don’t do anything stupid, always have your wand ready, alright? Promise me?”

“I promise.”

And with that, Regulus left the house.

He died trying to save the world.

And James didn’t fulfill his promise.

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monroeville22 · 3 years

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A/N: hello, everyone i would just like to inform you that my phone is doing some crazy things. I can’t press the ’e’ on the keyboard for example and when i press ’.’ it automatically deletes the last letter. But enough of this, here is the second and last chapter of “The Kiss”, I hope you enjoy it!!! -The Kiss-pt.2

TW: mild swearing “What do you have to say for yourself, Potter?” Regulus spat as he stood up, getting closer to James. Remus was casually studying by the window trying to ignore the obvious tension between the two boys. James matched Regulus’ gaze and cleared his throat. “Reggie, I-” The young Black sharply held up a hand to shut the boy up. “Don’t call me ‘Reggie’ until you make some sort of explanation.” James muttered an embarrassed ‘of course’ and stepped away from him. He glanced at the light-brown haired boy sitting by the windowsill, quietly asking for help. Remus, professionally, ignored the gaze and kept pretending to be interested in his work.

James sighed and closed his eyes. He was never good at making apologies, nor explaining his messed up actions. He would apologize a lot, but he found it hard saying sorry in difficult situations. As for explaining his behavior, Remus or Sirius were always there for him when he was miserable. Now his most trusted ally was ignoring him, forcing him to the right thing. He opened his eyes to be met with two furious blue eyes staring into his dark-browned ones. “Uhm, Regulus.” he started. He saw Remus hit his head with his Charms book, which definitely meant that he was falling deeper into the mess. “There is no excuse for what I did, it was… absolutely thoughtless and ignorant of me to do such thing.” Remus was basically looking into his mouth, desperately begging James to not screw things up further . Regulus lifted a thin, delicate eyebrow. He crossed his arms over his Slytherin cloak, patiently waiting for James to finish his words.

James saw Remus quietly get up and gather his stuff. Remus looked at him one last time and tilted his head towards the library door. Regulus turned around, noticing the boy was about to leave. “See you tomorrow, Rem.” He said softly. The messy haired boy glared at the other Gryffindor, mad at him for not being in his shoes. Remus nodded and left, leaving an angry Regulus alone with him. Regulus turned back around to James, grabbed his arm and dragged him to the less crowded part of the room. “If you’re going to keep talking nonsense and muttering pitiful apologies I am going to leave, Potter.” Regulus told him in a low voice. “You made me miserable, James. I like you, alright? Seeing you kiss Lily made me miserable. You had told me that you had gotten over her, that it was just ‘a simple crush’. Was it really? Are you genuinely not interested in her anymore? Or are you not interested in me, huh? Use your words, James. Please?”

James stared at the boy in front of him with a slightly open mouth. He had never heard Regulus speak so straight forward about his feelings. He felt like he hadn’t understood the problem well before this, maybe that’s why Regulus spoke so openly. He felt like an idiot. He was an idiot. “I’m an idiot.” He stated in a matter of fact tone. Regulus raised both his eyebrows, his perfectly smooth skin crinkling. “I like you, too. Regulus, my feelings for you are more than just ‘like’. I like you a lot, Regulus. I have strong feelings towards you. And I’m-” The sentences made Regulus look as if he’s seen a ghost. He paled visibly. “Don’t say shit you don’t mean, don’t play with me.” He warned the boy sharply. “I can’t handle that much.” James opened his mouth to protest but Regulus shook his head furiously. “Not after what you did, James! For Merlin’s sake! You go around kissing people and then tell me you have strong feelings for me. Do you think I’m a kid?” Regulus scoffed and smiled bitterly. “You are not going to play with me, I’m not like my brother. I don’t believe things as easily as he does.” James reached to hold Regulus’ hand but the shorter boy grabbed his hand.

“Regulus, please let me finish.” Regulus sighed and let James hold his hand. His heart fluttered at the way James held his hand. His grasp was gentle, delicate but as if he was scared of Regulus letting go. “I am sorry that I kissed Lily. I’m sorry that I made you feel miserable, and I’m sorry that I made you think I still had feelings for Lily. You had every right to think that, everyone who saw us would think that. If I have to be honest, I have no clue why I did that. I felt so embarrassed and shallow when Sirius talked to me about the night. And I immediately came to you. I don’t have any feelings for Lily other than friendship, Regulus.” He stepped closer to Regulus and placed his hand over his rapid beating heart. Regulus closed his eyes and let out a sharp breath. James acted to let go but Regulus held his hand tighter.

“I want you to know, all the things we did meant the world to me. The nights we spent together, the notes we wrote to each other, all the jokes we made behind our friends’ back.” They both laughed at that. James fixed his slouched posture and continued. “I made you think all of those moments feel as if they were not important to me. They are. I’m sorry.” Regulus opened his eyes and looked at James. They were one short step away from each other, and Regulus was struggling with acting cool. He forgave James, of course he did. He wanted to kiss James, feel his lips against his own. But he had kissed Lily with those lips. He could feel James’ burning stare on his face. He felt awful, he wanted to so many things with James. He was having a hard time at asking. What if James didn’t want to do those things with him? What if James didn’t want to kiss him? What if he would say that ‘it didn’t mean anything’ after? What would he do then?

James made a move and pressed his forehead against Regulus’. “Is it okay, Regulus?” “You can call me ‘Reggie’ now.” Regulus said quickly. “Call me Reggie, please?” He asked. He was done being the cold Black brother. He wanted affection. He needed affection. He wanted to feel loved, he wanted to be cared for. He wanted James to love him. He would do anything if it meant that James would fall in love with him. And he was willing to drop his entire façade if James called him ‘Reggie’. James nodded. He lifted his hand to cup Regulus’ cheek. “Okay, Reggie.” Regulus laughed softly. “Can I kiss you?” James whispered. Regulus gulped and considered. Could he? What a stupid question, of course he could. James Potter could do anything to him if he wanted to. Regulus Black could act cold and guarded if he wanted to. Regulus Black was just not as dedicated as James Potter in these characteristics.

“Yes, you can. You can.” Regulus whispered in return. He didn’t want to ruin the atmosphere they formed. James leaned in softly and connected their lips in a gentle kiss. Regulus went still for a second but quickly returned the kiss. He immediately regretted ever considering the question. This wasn’t a reminder of ‘Lily’. This was a reminder of the fact that James Potter cared about him. That James Potter wanted to be with him. That James Potter wanted to be affectionate with him. This was about them and them only.

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roonilwazlibimagines · 3 years

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What are some of your scenarios to fall asleep to? 👀

Ahhhh I’m glad you asked !! Also please feel free to share some of yours they can be specific or vague idc I’m in desperate need

I will be going into heavy detail because I can’t help myself I’m sorry and I will put in both normal ones and Harry Potter ones

Also this is just like one big ramble I’m sorry I got too excited I literally turned into that Tik tok sound where it’s like ‘you’re asking me about my theories? I’ve waited years for someone to ask me about my theories’

Update - I think I’m just going to keep updating this as well when I think of new ones because I keep forgetting some

My most recent one is a royalty one where they’re like royalty but in their really prestigious and royal school they were academic rivals and did not get along and after school they like try to go their separate ways until a couple years later their parents force them into an arranged marriage for like the good of the country or whatever I don’t really care!! You can take it wherever you want from there but in case you were interested in mine he fell for her first and kinda gave up on the enemies thing pretty early on but she still made it clear he wasn’t her favourite person and she despised the situation and there is still constant teasing until she meets his sister or friend or whoever who says that they can’t believe how happy he is with them and she feels so bad because she thinks he deserves better and ends up being much meaner to him because she’s an idiot who can’t express her emotions and he gets angry at her because she’s being super mean after they were just starting to get along and they have a big argument and are forced to talk about their feelings and then I can never decide whether they actually like each other when they get married, I feel like either way is fun

I have a thing for royalty so my other one is literally just princess x stable boy and you can honestly take that wherever you want but I will tell you where I took it for some ✨inspiration✨ so I don’t have my drivers license and get really bad driving anxiety so I self projected and made her terrified of riding horses right (I’m so smart I know) and he is like trying to help her ride the horse and feel comfortable and like obviously they end up in love but I created drama because she sneaks out to his birthday party (!!) but his friends don’t like her because they just think she’ll be a snob but he obviously defends her but like it’s a perfect opportunity for a bit of an innocent princess as well

My personal favourite is the two co stars falling in love and like thinking about doing all those stupid interviews from like buzzfeed and all that and I personally love the trying foods from different places thing (like making them try fairy bread - because I’m from Australia and we aren’t that cultured and being mad when they don’t like it because it is my favourite food) and it’s great because i can make the guy any actor I am currently obsessed with 😭 but also like the red carpet opportunities and interviews and fan reactions and it’s very fun also this keeps my brain very busy because I like making it as realistic as possible and figuring out the actors timeline so I can match the story up with it, it’s always really intense, also if you want inspiration for what moving they’re staring in I always go for the live action version of tangled even if I don’t look anything like rapunzel

Another fun one is where one of them is in a band and you have a friend who is dating one of the other members but you don’t like the band and you’re not shy in letting the other members know that and it turns into an enemies to lovers thing but I haven’t really developed it because halfway through I ended up changing it with the fact that they befriend one of the members and like fall for them but the band member like ‘gets around’ and it makes them jealous until they drunkingly confess it made them jealous this one’s a bit of a mess and is tipping into a 2012 wattpad story but it was how I got back into my 5sos phase two years ago because I felt icky about them but I’m still a slut for Calum 😭

Another one I love is moving abroad to study or whatever (idk I just always need a reason to be in America/Uk because there’s no one here in australia) and you make friends with someone who turns out to be related to someone really famous (insert whoever you want) and you meet them and you think they’re the hottest person you’ve ever seen and you get drunk to gain confidence to talk to them and you’re like unashamedly flirting with them and they think it’s cute and you’re funny but the whole little plot twist is that you don’t know they’re famous (famous people love that, trust me, I have about 10 wattpad stories in my library that can prove this) !! And the don’t believe you don’t know they’re famous !! Anyways I took it in a sugar daddy direction but each to their own!

Specifically for Harry Potter though, you ask?

Currently I am obsessed with Regulus Black and for about the past two weeks I’ve been obsessed with the idea of James potter sibling x regulus black enemies to lovers story and then about a week ago I found an actually good wattpad story about it?!?! (I have recommended it here with warnings but I really encourage you to read it if you’re not a minor) but you can also do your own version because I am still doing my own version and will continue to do my own version tonight even if I am obsessed with the wattpad one !! Currently I am up to post Hogwarts and her and regulus are trying to defeat Voldemort and regulus tells her that Peter is going to betray James and so ofc she tells James but James is like ‘how to do you even know this??’ And he is so afraid and gets angry at her and it’s really dramatic and she tells him she’s dating regulus and then he gets super mad at her because she’s dating like one of the most well known and loyal death eaters (even if regulus is sneakily trying to destroy Voldemort) and because he didn’t tell her and it’s very dramatic

My favourite Sirius black idea is also a James potters sibling one, but I never have any good ideas for it and just end up self projecting so if anyone has any ideas, I am begging you, please tell me !!!

My other Sirius black one is one I’ve been working on for like the last 4 years of my life and I probably should write it but who knows, but basically it’s a 10 things I hate about you x Harry Potter story where reader is about a year or so older than the marauders and she is like Kat Stratford (for people who haven’t watched it the best way to describe her is just an angry early 2000s feminist who is like anti dating and fun (kinda)) but she is Lily Evans sister!! And so Lily gets fed up of James constantly asking her out and makes an offhand comment that she’ll date him when her sister goes on a date with someone and James is like really?!? And Lily is like ‘sure’ because she knows her sister will never date anyone at Hogwarts so James tells the marauders and Remus is like ‘if anyone can take her on a date, it’s Sirius’ and Sirius is like ‘no, I’m stupid but not that stupid’ and James is like ‘please I’ll pay you’ and Sirius is easily bribed so he tries to get her to go on a date with him and like she doesn’t until she does and then finds out he only did it because James paid him but then they fall in love? Basically just 10 things I hate about you lol

My next one is with Draco Malfoy and all it is is that reader comes from a pure blood family and they’ve known each other since they were babies and it’s like basically destined they get married but she gets like really upset when he gets the mark which makes for a good cuddling and crying scene and like idk people are probably more creative than me but I just like reimagining scenes from hp but with this new character so like Poa when she gets angry at him about buckbeak or the bathroom scene (maybe she duels Harry?) and she’s so upset about Draco and comforts him, or helping him in sixth year and comforting him or the quidditch scene in the fifth book (weird note, but I’ve always headcannoned that my original character finds out about dumbledores army but doesn’t say anything and like the da knows she knows but she doesn’t tell Draco or maybe Draco finds out and gets angry at her?)

My other one is another Draco malfoy one where James and Lily live and she’s Harry’s younger sister (and Voldemort isn’t a thing) but like there’s still stereotypes and beliefs and such and like it’s obviously enemies to lovers and maybe they get prefect duties together ? (I am a sucker for this trope in Harry Potter) but then when they do date they try to hide it but Harry finds out but doesn’t say anything until they get into a fight at home and he is like ‘well at least I’m not fucking Draco malfoy behind everyone’s back) (in my head they aren’t fucking because they’re still in Hogwarts but you get the idea) and James and Lily are just like ‘WHAT?!’ Like idk I just think it’s funny imagining James and Lily finding out their kid is dating Draco and Lucius and narcissus finding out Draco is dating a potter - so many possibilities!

Update 6.10.21

I also have one for Charlie Weasley !! And basically you’re friends with the twins and like you go your whole Hogwarts life with the biggest crush on Charlie but like he low key doesn’t even know who you are and you want to become a healer and then after Hogwarts there is a position in Romania and you take it because you know Charlie’s there and at first he is like hmmm I think I know you and you explain you’re friends with the twins and obviously he falls in love with you I also took it in a nsfw direction where it’s like major innocence kink because Charlie is just such a dom to me and he like teaches you everything but he makes sure you’re happy and safe and it’s not really like serious sex you’re both just having fun and he kinda introduces you to dom/sub dynamics but you can do whatever is most comfortable

#I’m probably going to regret posting this #it’s a mess #but let me know if you do actually use any of them and how you change the story #and please feel free to share some of yours because I am running out of scenarios 😭😭#scenarios

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ourloveisforthelovely · 3 years

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On the Mend. Part 2

Harry Potter AU

Link to Part 1

Pairings: Regulus Black x Reader. Sirius Black x Remus Lupin

Rating: M- later chapters

Song in Chapter: The Night We Met by Lord Huron

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I am not the only traveler Who has not repaid his debt I've been searching for a trail to follow again Take me back to the night we met

And then I can tell myself What the hell I'm supposed to do And then I can tell myself Not to ride along with you

I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you Take me back to the night we met I don't know what I'm supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you Oh, take me back to the night we met

When the night was full of terrors And your eyes were filled with tears When you had not touched me yet Oh, take me back to the night we met

I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you Take me back to the night we met I don't know what I'm supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you Take me back to the night we met

Walking into the house, you immediately smelled Regulus’ cologne. You fought the urge to turn and run out of the house. It didn’t matter how much your heart was screaming to run to the man and never let him go. You had to think with your head this time. Renee deserved that much. She didn’t deserve to be torn between two parents. The child also didn’t need to see Regulus hurt you over and over again.

Your mind was also on Ambrosia Parkinson...Black...whatever her last name was now. What if she and Regulus repaired their relationship? Would she be unkind to Renee? What if she wasn’t? The 13-month-old wouldn’t be able to tell you if her stepmother was cruel. Would Regulus even pay enough attention to notice anything strange? Something told you, no.

The better question was how would Ambrosia handle the news that Regulus had a child with another woman? You smirked at the thought of the whole Black family having a major hissy fit because Regulus royally fucked up. Regulus went and knocked up the “Potter girl.” You could see Walburga’s scowl in your mind. The horrible woman would either be on the floor screaming or burning Regulus’ name off of the family tapestry. What a scandal that would be! Sirius was already gone, now her youngest “good” son had sunk to a whole new level of low.

Regulus was lucky that James wasn’t alive right now. Your older brother would have probably tried to kill him by now. James would definitely not sit back and leave it to his best friends to help raise Renee. He would have gone to Grimmauld Place and hexed Regulus until he left Ambrosia to take care of his responsibility.

You had to shake the thoughts of James from your mind. If you wanted to face Regulus and not be sobbing you had to stop thinking of your brother. Regulus didn’t deserve you taking that wrath out on him. He didn’t have anything to do with James or Lily’s deaths.

The hallway to the sitting room was dark. You took a few deep breaths before stepping in. Both Regulus and Remus immediately stood when you walked in. Regulus was paler than you remembered as he opened his mouth to speak a few times but nothing came out. He was still the same handsome boy that you loved so much.

Your attention went to Remus, who was nervously looking between the two of you.

“Remus, we have insurance on this place...right?”

Remus nodded, slightly confused.

“Yes. Why?”

You reached over for the vase that was sitting on the table beside you. Right away you started throwing whatever you could get your hands on at Regulus. Whether it be the shock of you coming after him so violently or something else, Regulus didn’t move quick enough and was pelted by several objects. Finally, he resumed his quick seeker’s reflexes and started smacking stuff away from him as you tossed it.

Remus jumped back, not about to get hit before yelling for Sirius. By the time Sirius put the baby in her playpen and ran into the living room, you had your wand out and was hurling hexes at Regulus. Sirius blinked a few times as Regulus quickly dodged whatever you threw his way.

“A little help here?”

Regulus snapped toward his brother, who shrugged.

“She’s being a lot nicer than I would be.”

Sirius wasn’t about to step in on this one. In his mind, you deserved the right to do whatever you wanted. Remus, meanwhile, quickly wrapped his arms around you from behind.

“Think about Renee. I know that you are hurt and angry but this is her father. Please...this is not you Y/n.”

He whispered in your ear. Remus kept his voice low enough so that only you would hear. You trembled a few times before lowering your wand and putting it in Remus’ outstretched hand. Remus gave you a gentle smile before turning to the wrecked living room.

Regulus meanwhile, looked slightly scared as you turned to face him. He expected you to be hostile but he didn’t expect to get attacked. This behavior wasn’t you. Regulus decided that he had himself to blame for this extreme change in character and he hated it!

You were still the beautiful girl that he had fallen in love with during 6th year. Everything about you was the same. You still had those hazel eyes that could change shades by your mood. There were those full lips that were screaming to be kissed. Everything about you was what Regulus wanted and needed. Only now he was afraid that you would never accept what he had to offer...which wasn’t much.

“What are you doing here?”

You asked, coldly. Regulus regained his calm composure. Moments before he was close to panicking himself. There was no way that he had control of what you had just done to him but maybe if he could just speak...

“I needed to talk to you.”

You narrowed your eyes.

“There are letters and telephones. Both of those work nicely.”

“And you would ignore me.”

Regulus replied. You shrugged.

“Most likely. It would be your own fault. When will you learn foolish boy that if you play stupid games you will win stupid prizes?”

Sirius leaned back and held a hand up.

“She’s got a point.”

Regulus glared at his older brother.

“I didn’t come to talk to you.”

Sirius smirked as you turned back to Regulus.

“You should go home to your wife and be a good husband. I have nothing to offer you.”

You actually had a lot to offer him and both of you knew it. After some time of healing, you could open your heart to him again and love him as you did. There wouldn't have to be any more hiding in the shadows to kiss your lover. You could kiss and hold him as you so desperately wanted to.

He left you! He left you for some pureblood princess who his FAMILY found acceptable. It didn’t matter then that you are a pureblood and it won’t now. Regulus didn’t stand up for your love then why would he now? Don’t let him hurt you again!

Your mind hissed.

It didn’t take Regulus knowing everything about you to know that you were giving yourself some little pep talk that was geared against him. If he could just gain control of this conversation….

“You actually have a lot to offer me. I’m not married to Ambrosia anymore.”

“That’s a pity.”

You muttered before turning and taking the glass of water that Remus was holding out to you.

You actually have a lot to offer me.

You internally snorted at the thought. The only thing that you had to offer him was the heir that sat in the other room happily playing with her blocks. Hell would freeze over before you let the Black family sink their claws into your precious little girl.

Regulus only blinked. He expected your sarcasm to be thrown his way.

“Not really. I didn’t want her anyway.”

You turned.

“Where was that attitude before? I’m sure your mummy is having a fit about her little splendid plan falling apart.”

Regulus frowned.

“I didn’t come to talk about my parents.”

“Well, I don’t know what you want from me, Regulus. You made your feelings quite clear. I loved you. Now you're just a page torn from the story that I’m living.”

Remus, meanwhile, motioned Sirius out of the room. This conversation was becoming a bit more personal than he cared to witness.

Regulus waited until they were out of the room before stepping closer to you.

“I’m sorry that I hurt you. You didn’t deserve to suffer because I didn’t want to upset my parents. If I could go back and do things differently...it would have been you that I married...not her. I love you. I never loved her as I love you. Why the hell do you think that she left me? Ambrosia is a lot of things. Stupid isn’t one of them.”

You raised an eyebrow.

“She knows that you love me...me specifically and not some other girl?”

Regulus nodded. He didn’t let his eyes leave yours.

“Yes. I told her.”

When you started laughing, Regulus felt a bit confused. What was funny about this whole situation? There was nothing funny! Regulus missed the birth of his daughter and broke your heart for no reason yet here you were laughing.

“What’s funny about this?”

He snapped. You had to swallow back another fit of giggles as you turned to see Remus and Sirius watching you looking as baffled as Regulus. Sirius leaned over to Remus and muttered “when a woman starts laughing at you over something stupid that you did that is how you know how fucked you are.” You made a mental note to congratulate him on that comment later before turning back to Regulus.

“What’s funny is all of this bullshit could have been avoided if you would have been a man and stood up to your parents. We wouldn’t have had to go through anything that we would have. Ambrosia wouldn’t be out there wondering what the fuck she did wrong. I must really be crazy because I am sticking up for her ass. By the way, you married a woman named after some kind of fruit salad. At least my name makes sense.”

Regulus crossed his arms over his chest with a scowl.

“Are you done?”

You shook your head. Hell no, you had enough material to make the poor guy listen to for hours. Regulus wasn’t with you when you were going through your own personal hell. He wasn’t there when you had to put your brother and best friend in the ground. When you lost custody of your nephew to a couple of muggle shitheads or when you were in labor for 20+ hours with Regulus’ child. That was Sirius and Remus there. They went through that whole ordeal with you! It was Sirius who did what Regulus was supposed to do when a child was born. Sirius and Remus were the ones walking the floors comforting a colicky Renee at three am when you were so frazzled that you wanted to cry yourself. The keywords here were Sirius and Remus, not Regulus.

“I have a lot of material. You should stick around.”

You replied with a smirk before sitting down on the couch. Regulus was silent for a few moments as he tried to get himself in check. Finally, he couldn’t stand it or remain calm any longer. Expressing his emotions was hard enough but at the moment he wasn’t feeling too shy either.

“Merlin, I fucked up! Fucked up big! What else can I say, Y/n?! I want to be a part of yours and Renee’s life. What about our child? I deserve to be in her life too...if I would have known before I would have been there. As you said, there are telephones and letters. I didn’t get anything that I deserved to get.”

The guilt began to fill your senses again.

“You made it clear that you wanted nothing to do with me. You had your wife and that is where your heart was.”

“I just told you that I didn’t love her. That would have been all the more of a reason for me to walk away.”

Your eyes dropped to his feet.

“You still wouldn’t have left.”

Regulus waited a moment before closing the distance between you. His fingers tilted your face to his.

“I’m here now.”

You stared into his eyes...those beautiful grey-blue eyes that you loved so much.

“Please, love. I’m not going anywhere ever again. You want the lover that you were supposed to have..the father that our daughter should have had from the beginning...I’m right here.”

You put your hand on top of his. Feeling his skin against yours felt more heavenly than you wanted to admit. Regulus’ hand was trembling beneath yours as you pulled away.

“I can’t trust you yet.”

“I’m not a death eater anymore. If that’s what you're scared of too…”

You didn’t turn to face him again.

“I’m not afraid of you being a death eater. I’ve dealt with that since we were 16. I’m afraid of having my heart broken again. That is what I am afraid of.”

You walked out of the room. At the moment, you needed to get some air and fast!

Sirius waited until he heard the front door close before leaning down and scooping Renee up. He smiled down at his little niece.

“Time for you to shine, sweetheart.”

Regulus was still staring at the place where you had been standing when Sirius walked back into the sitting room. The younger brother’s eyes weren’t blinking as he fought the urge to cry. He thought for a brief moment that you would let him kiss you. If he could give you just one kiss...just show you the passion that he still felt...maybe things would be alright? Now he didn’t know where he stood or if you would ever let him back into your life again. As you said, he was just a page torn from the story that you were living.

“You’ll have to give her some time. The last little bit hasn’t been too kind to any of us. We are all afraid to open up to anyone right now.”

Regulus’ head snapped up at his brother’s voice. He froze seeing the little girl in Sirius’ arms. Regulus would have recognized this baby as his from anywhere. She was everything that Regulus could have ever dreamed about.

Sirius smiled down at her.

“She has your eyes and Y/n’s sweet personality...most of the time. You both have dark hair so take that how you want it. Renee, want to say hi to your daddy?”

The little girl looked between her uncle and father before shoving her face in Sirius’ neck. Sirius’ smile faded when Regulus looked down. It didn’t take Sirius being Regulus’ brother to know that the other man was questioning every choice that he had ever made in his life.

“She’s a bit shy at first. Once she warms up to you, you aren’t going to have another quiet moment in your life. She’s finally starting to talk and we are still working on the walking thing. She doesn’t have much desire to learn when someone is always willing to pick her up.”

Renee had slowly turned her attention back to Regulus with a little sly smile.

“See what I mean?”

Sirius said with a smile. He turned his attention to the little stuffed lamb that was laying on the couch.

“Get that toy and bend down.”

Regulus quickly did as he was told as Sirius stepped within arm's length of his brother and knelt down. Sirius gently turned Renee around.

“Sugar, why don’t you go tell your daddy hi and get your little toy?”

Renee focused her attention on Regulus as he held a hand out. She watched him for a few moments before wrapping her hand around his fingers and taking a few shaky steps. Sirius smiled as she made contact with Regulus’ chest. Regulus gently adjusted the baby in his arms before slipping the stuffed lamb into her hands.

“Daddy.”

Renee said with a smile. Regulus leaned down and snuggled his face against her head. Dark curls tickled his nose as the scent of your perfume mixed with baby lotion filled his senses. This was the scent that Regulus didn’t want to forget as long as he lived.

Sirius, meanwhile, sat down with a smile on his face.

“Regulus, I normally wouldn’t say this in front of the baby but if you plan on lea…”

“I’m not leaving.”

Regulus replied, firmly.

“I can’t...not now. I need to talk to Y/n.”

Sirius smiled, sadly. After the last conversation that the two of you shared, it would probably be a good idea for Regulus to wait for you to go to him. Sirius had politely put the sitting room back in order and really didn’t want to risk it being destroyed again. It would only take one good hex or heavy object to really bruise Regulus up.

“Give her some time, Reg. She needs it.”

Regulus nodded before looking back down to his daughter. Her attention was still glued to the stuffed animal that she was now chewing on. He stroked his finger over Renee's cheek with a soft smile. If he had to wait for you it would be worth it. Patience wasn’t something that Regulus didn’t have much of but maybe it was time to develop a new skill.

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The Spy?

[Haven’t written in a while, please give some feedback! Hope you enjoy! :) ]

[Description: The Marauders figure out Peter is the spy thanks to Regulus]

“Oh stop that bloody scratching Pete! You’ve been doing it all day” James spoke softly, taking a seat adjacent to the blond.

“Sorry, can’t help it” Peter said as he rested his arms on the red armchair. Remus eyed the two marauders silently, still rewriting his potions notes from class earlier. The common room was quite scarce in terms of other students. It was just the three boys, Sirius being absent per usual. Remus didn’t know exactly what was up with Sirius, where he was going, nor what was he doing on days like these. Could he be off at Hogsmeade? Possibly. Quidditch practice? Not likely, Remus thought. James always loved to drag Sirus along to practice, even if it wasn’t scheduled that day. Remus continued to drown in his thoughts, barely registering what James had said. The two exchanged glances, James looking puzzled for an answer.

“So, what do you think moony?” James questioned, looking back at Peter. Remus snapped out of his thoughts and put his quill down.

“What?” Remus questioned. “I didn’t hear what you said.” Peter laughed as James smiled.

“Of course you didn’t. I asked if you think that Evans-“

“That she’ll ever go out with you?” Remus finished, rolling his eyes as he leaned back onto the common room couch. Both boys broke out into a fit of laughter and Remus snickered along with them. It took a solid minute for the trio to calm down completely. Remus loved the little things like this; spending quality time with his mates. It’s like he found happiness in this chaotic world around him. Remus would give anything for it to stay this way. He knew deep down that it wouldn’t. The wizarding world had other plans, those entailed the ongoing war. It seemed as if Hogwarts was the only safe place, besides the occasional dementor. Remus and the others had realized early on that some of the other students had willingly joined the side of the Dark lord. It was rather obvious when certain Slytherins had seemed to disappear from the castle entirely. It came as no surprise when Sirius had mentioned his brother Regulus had become a death eater.

Remus knew Sirius had no desire to go along with anything valued by the Black family, not initially, and definitely not now. Not at a time like this. Dumbledore had practically expected the boys to join the Order, and all four did so with no hesitation. How could they possibly say no? Remus especially felt the need to help in any way he could. Dumbledore had given him a new start at Hogwarts; Remus felt indebted to the man. All the boys had the war on their mind, even more so when the news of an insider spy had broken out. No one had any clue who it was, even Dumbledore himself wasn’t entirely sure who it could possibly be. A student? Teacher perhaps? There was no transparent answer.

The common room door had swung open, and the Marauders had turned their heads; it was Dumbledore.

“Sir” James greeted, beginning to rise from his seat.

“No need for that, Potter” Dumbledore assured, and James took his seat. Remus could tell the man who stood before them was serious this time around. There was no joking at a time like this.

“Everything alright?” Remus asked, glancing back at the other two boys.

“Not quite,” Dumbledore started. “I’m sure you all have heard of the news regarding a spy infiltrating Hogwarts.”

“We have” Peter answered nervously, taking in a shaky breath.

“Very well then,” Dumbledore continued. “The ministry has come to the conclusion that the spy could very well be a student, rather than one of our teachers” The boys looked around, confused as to what they just heard.

“A student?” Remus repeated, looking directly at Dumbledore. “How - why would a student -“

“There are some things even I cannot begin to understand nor explain Remus” Dumbledore interrupted, eyeing the other two boys.

“Please keep up your guard,” the headmaster continued. “I wish no harm to any of my students.” The marauders nodded, and Dumbledore went to make his departure. Silence followed as the common room door had opened again. All eyes were on the door, and Dumbledore had quickly turned around to face whoever it was.

“Sirius, how nice do you to join us” Dumbledore greeted as he stepped aside, letting Black through.

“What’s going on?” Sirius questioned, his eyes full of dread as he turned to face Dumbledore. Remus was relived to finally see him. Where had he been?

“I’m afraid the Ministry needs me,” Dumbledore said, putting his hand on Sirius’s shoulder. “You boys take care of yourselves.” Sirius looked confused as ever as Dumbledore vanished out of sight.

“What’s going on?” Sirius asked again, this time growing a bit hostile.

“Calm down mate,” James spoke, rising from his seat. “Dumbledore thinks the spy could be a student.”

“A student?” Sirius started. “That’s not p-“

He paused, taking a moment to think.

“I think we already found our spy” Sirius said sharply, taking a few steps towards Peter. Black silently drew his wand as Peter sat there timid.

“Me? The spy?” Peter shouted in disbelief as he pointed to himself. Remus and James both eyed each other. They quickly realized what was happening.

“Sirius mate, Pete’s our friend!” James said, quite dumbfounded of Black’s sudden accusation.

“He’s a Marauder for Merlin’s sake! He would never-“

“Shut it, Potter!” Sirius snapped, his eyes still fixed on Peter. Remus stood there tense as ever. He couldn’t believe what was unfolding in front of him. It felt like some bad dream. James took a small step back as Sirius spoke again.

“Regulus told me to be wary about you, Pettigrew! I just refused to believe you would actually stoop so low!” Sirius looked absolutely furious. Remus had never seen him act like this, even when his parents practically disowned him in 1st year.

“Look, we don’t have any bloody proof besides-“ James attempted to reason, but Black wasn’t having any of it.

“Is that right? Go on, check his arm then!” Sirius said sharply, once again pointing to Peter. Peter stood there awkwardly, hands in the air and all. James slowly made his way across the room, and that’s when Peter drew his wand.

“Stop!” Peter shouted, putting his wand in James’ face. “Imper-“

“Expelliarmus!” Remus suddenly shouted, having drawn his own wand just in the nick of time. Peter looked shocked as his wand flew from his hand, landing a few feet behind him. It was over for Pettigrew now. The boys had him surrounded, wands in hands. James roughly grabbed Peter, lifting his Gryffindor sweater. There it was; the dark mark. Remus stood there shocked, mouth wide open in disbelief. How could Peter do something like this? It disgusted him.

“Please, I can explain!” Peter said, clearly quite terrified. He was practically shaking now.

“Explain?” Sirius repeated angrily.

“I-“ Peter fumbled, frantically looking around for some sort of help.

“You can’t tell anyone! Please” He pleaded, tears streaming down his face. Sirius let out a small laugh. Both James and Remus could tell that Sirius was beyond angry. The look in those eyes spoke volumes. Remus looked over at James. His hand was gripping his wand so tight his knuckles were nearly white.

“Oh I won’t tell anyone Pete, just the Ministry and Dumbledore of course!” Sirius sneered, still standing in front of Peter.

“No! You don’t understand, I’ll die!” Peter said, pretty much begging for his life. Sirius was relishing every minute of it.

“B-but I’ll die” Black dramatically mocked as he picked up Peter’s wand, snapping it directly in half.

“How could you Pete?” James said, both angry and frustrated. “You were our friend!” Peter gave no response as he continued to keep his head down. Remus thought he looked completely pathetic.

“You’re nothing but a coward,” Remus spat. “That’s all you’ll ever be.” Peter was still shaking, not looking at any of the boys. Sirius turned to face the other two Marauders.

“What’ll it be then, eh?” He asked, giving a devilish grin. “Turn him in?”

“That, and there’s always suicide” Remus joked, looking directly at Peter this time.

“S-suicide?” Peter gasped, his voice trembling with fear.

“That’s right” James answered, quite amused with Remus’s little joke. As angry as Remus felt, he also felt a sense of relief. The entire spy situation had kept Remus up at night, desperate for answers. He and the others didn’t have to worry anymore.

“Why can’t I decide?” Pettigrew asked, still desperately trying to get himself out of the situation he was in.

“You?” Sirius scolded, waving his wand in the blondes face. “You don’t get to decide.”

( That’s it! Again, I’d love any kind of feedback! Thanks for reading! <3 )

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