#anyway i need lily and Regulus to be friends because i just know they would bond over being the youngest sibling

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Need a modern day au where Lily and Regulus fake date. It starts out after Lily panics and tells her friends that she's dating Regulus because it's the first name that pops in her head, but also she figures no one would be able to confirm it because none of her friends talk to him. One thing leads to another, and eventually Regulus hears about it, but instead of denying it, he goes along because he wants an opportunity to talk to Sirius. During their "dates" they bond over missing their siblings and become really good friends (lots of sibling ansgst because I'm a sucker for that shit). Padora is still Regulus best friend, but Lily is the first person Regulus goes to when he realizes he has a crush on James. Lily does the same for her feelings for Mary.

Lily introduces him to muggle literature and music, which Regulus becomes obsessed with to the point that when his studying, you will randomly hear him mumble the lyrics to his favorite song. (Even though indie is his favorite genre, his favorite album is Folklore because I said so. His favorite book is Little Women because his so Amy coded). On his birthday, Lily gifts him a beautiful telescope because even though there are magical ways to observe the stars, Regulus is obsessed with muggle objects. In return, Regulus buys her a fancy potions kit because that's her favorite subject and a gold necklace with a little lily charm that has an emerald stone.

p.s. fuck JK Rowling.

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First Kiss (May 6th)

word count: 502

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“Who was your first kiss?” Sirius asks, whispering. Remus drops the vial of crushed moonstone he was holding and it shatters everywhere. He apologizes to Slughorn and glares at Sirius. 

“You startled me,” Remus whispers. “And now we don’t have any moonstone.”

“You’re moonstone,” Sirius says, grinning. He waves his right hand in the air obnoxiously and the broken vial of moonstone repairs itself and lands on the table to Remus’ right. “We don’t even need moonstone for this potion.”

“Huh?” Remus asks. He’s not really using any part of his brain because Sirius doing wandless magic is so incredibly hot. 

“Crushed moonstone isn’t a Felix Felicies ingredient.”

Remus blinks. “Yes, it is. Look–” Remus holds up their Potions textbook to show Sirius and only then does he realize he’s looking at the ingredients of another potion entirely. “Oh.”

Sirius laughs. “It’s okay. It’s almost done, anyway. Who was your first kiss?”

“What is up with you today?”

“It’s not a weird thing to ask!” Sirius says rather loudly. Slughorn glares at them and they apologize together. Sirius clears his throat. “I know James’ first kiss.”

“Who was James’ first kiss?”

“Lily.”

“Awe.”

“You know my first kiss.”

Remus raises an eyebrow. “Only because you spoke of nothing else for ten entire days.” And Remus still doesn’t like Fabian Prewett all that much. Which is silly because Sirius is his friend and he can kiss whomever he wants. 

Right.

“If you know mine then I have to know yours.”

“Yeah?”

Sirius smiles. “I only follow the rules, Re.”

“You can’t get mad, okay?”

Sirius furrows his eyebrows. “Why would I get mad?”

“Actually, you know what, I’ve never kissed anyone. You got me. How embarrassing. Let’s just–”

Sirius stares at Remus funny for a few moments then his eyes widen. “No way.”

“I guess he already told you when–”

“Regulus?” Sirius all but screams. 

“Mr. Black!” Slughorn calls out, scandalized. “Is there a problem?”

Sirius says no. He turns back to face Remus. “I thought that was a joke!”

“It wasn’t a joke. It was mostly for practice before his date with–”

“Practice?” Sirius whisper-yells. 

Remus is suddenly having so much fun. He grins.

“No more kissing Regulus.” Sirius fake-gags. “Oh, Godric, I need to go tell Regulus to stop kissing you.”

Remus snorts. “Regulus isn’t kissing me. It was one–”

“I’m totally a better kisser,” Sirius says. His eyes widen. Remus chokes on nothing and starts to cough. Sirius hits him on the back a few times until he stops.

“I mean–”

“What does–”

“Enough, the two of you!” Slughorn suddenly says. Remus and Sirius both jump. Remus knocks down the moonstone vial and it shatters again. 

All of this is suddenly the funniest thing in the world. Remus has to stifle his laughter as Slughorn makes Sirius change partners for the rest of the class. Sirius is looking at Remus as he picks up his stuff and his smile is blinding. Potions is now Remus’ favorite subject ever. 

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Part 3 of Let them be | 1.9K words

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Remus, James and Peter were outside already, waiting for Sirius to join them to go to Hogsmead. Remus was getting impatient (it was getting close to that time of the month), it was unbelievable the amount of time someone could take to get ready. They always expected him to take longer, hence why not waiting at the dorm. But that day Padfoot was taking especially long.

Lupin's frown became something else entirely. Thin lips parted, brown eyes wide and cheeks most certainly darker than usual. Siri looked absolutely gorgeous, hot, perfect.

"Looking good Pads!" Prongs greeted the last marauder with his usual cheerful grin. But he didn't have the tall boy's slightest attention.

"You think?"

"Yeah! Girl day?" Sirius hummed affirmatively and got closer. Fuck did he she look even better.

"Where did you get the clothes?" The short blond boy was still getting used to the whole gender thing, but it had gotten better since the protest they did for Regulus.

"Well, Marlene gave me the skirt, said it's a tad too big on her. The top is mine but I cut it to be cropped. Not bad, I'd say. Definitely not the straightest but it's me after all. And I don't know, it gives it a grungy style. The fishnets are Mary's. I was expecting it to be uncomfortable but it's not, really. The accessories are all mine except for the bracelet, which is also Marlene's. The boots are mine, obviously. It would be fun to maybe get heels at one point but I don't think they exist in my size."

"You can always try spells. You look wicked, anyway!" Potter turned to Remus, who was very much panicking on the inside. "Y'alright, Moony?"

"Huh? Oh- yeah, yeah." Was that suspicious? He was quite collected in general but something about that man - or woman, person, didn't really matter - made him feral. He wanted Sirius to be his. He needed it. But he was far too awkward and shy to ever make a move. I mean, what if it ruined their friendship?

"Look!" Pads lifted her rectangle black sunglasses to show an amazing eye look (not that Remus knew much about makeup) that made her grey eyes pop. "I did it myself! Lily has been teaching me how to make different looks with makeup."

"You're on a first name basis, now? You're not stealing Evans from me, Pads, are you?" He squinted as if threatening, not that he would ever hurt his best friend.

"No, don't worry. I'm still very much into blokes."

"Good. Anyone you got your eyes on?"

"Maybe. Maybe not." Suddenly focused on the conversation, a million thoughts raced through Rem's head. Did Padfoot have a crush? Who could it be?

"Secretive. I'm onto you, Pads. And how about you Moony? We all know Pete is devoted to the Ravenclaw boy-"

"Merlin! I've told you already, Benjy and I are just friends."

"Sure." Round glasses turned to Moony, who, for once, was feeling somewhat brave.

"I guess you could say I fancy someone." He hoped to get a reaction from said person.

"Ooooo! Who is she?" This was his moment.

"Why are you assuming it's a girl?" There it was. Pads looked up, interest peaked. It could only be from curiosity, she always enjoyed some drama. Or maybe, hopefully, it could be deeper than that.

"Am I the only straight person here?"

"Well I'm not gay, because I don't fancy Benjy. I don't fancy anyone." Poor Pete. James wouldn't leave him alone about it, constantly teasing.

"Whatever you say, Wormy. Who's this person, Moony?"

"Ain't telling." He was feeling brave and maybe even impulsive. But not even the full moon made him an idiot.

"Aww, come on! Why don't you lot tell me anything?!"

"Perhaps because you're extremely obvious and embarrassing." He did have a point. Although that wasn't the reason in this case.

"Awn, do I embarrass you in front of eagle boy?"

"You're insufferable!" Potter chuckled, deciding it was enough teasing.

"Well, where we off to first? Zonko's?"

"We should go there last. We will need quite a lot of things, we're running out of stock for pranks."

"What would we do without you, Moony?" Get in a lot more detentions, that's for sure. "Three broomsticks?"

They all agreed and went to the pub, ordering butterbeer. After a while of talking about nothings, Peter got up.

"I have to go for a bit."

"Meeting a certain someone whose name starts with a B?"

"Sod off, Potter. I'll see you later." He was barely out the door when James got up too.

"Oh shit! I also need to go. I want to buy Lily some flowers. See if this time she'll accept going on a date. Sorry mates." He took some coins from his pockets (most of them galleons, rich prick) and messily left them on the table. "Uh this should cover some of the drinks. I'll meet you at Zonko's in like 30, yeah?"

"Just go, lover boy."

"Thank you, you're the best!" And then it was just them. It's not like they were never alone, but it was especially hard to focus when Sirius looked like a hot rockstar. No matter where Lupin looked, he could easily get flustered. Face? Amazing makeup that he wanted to kiss. Top? You could see her abs under the crop. Bottom? Obviously the mini skirt. There was no way out.

"You seem distracted."

"Hm? Do I?" Fuck.

"Yes. Is it because of the person you fancy?"

"Maybe." Absolutely.

"I didn't know you were bi." The lanky boy just shrugged, afraid to say something stupid. "Do I know him?"

"You know everyone."

"You know what I mean." Another non answer, a sip of the butterbeer that was near the end. "Do you know if he's gay? Or bi or whatever."

"He is."

"What does he look like?" They were getting into dangerous territory. There weren't many males at hogwarts with fucking grey eyes. Join the long black hair and it was a given.

"Why the interrogation? You also didn't give us much closure."

"Ask me things, then." He pondered. He desperately wanted to find out if Padfoot had any interest in the boy across from her.

"Do you fancy someone?"

"I do." Could be anyone.

"What's his house?"

"Gryffindor, of course. I have high standards, Moons." Siri was the only person that called him that. Got this man on his knees every time.

"I mean you dated a Ravenclaw."

"Shhhh we don't talk about him."

"Right." Brown eyebrows came together "Is it- is it James?" It made sense. They were always together, after all. And Potter was always complimenting his best mate.

"Prongs?! Fuck no! He's my brother. Why? You don't fancy him, do you…?"

"No, no!" Different Marauder.

"What's his house?"

"Also Gryffindor. What does your crush look like?" It could go downhill from there very fast.

"Brown hair. Brown eyes." Matched… "Bad sense of style." Listen. Remus didn't have a bad sense of style. He just liked to be comfortable. Although he could be the one in the description since Black said he looked like a grandfather.

Before Rem could answer, probably ask something that was more specific, a crash and shouts were heard a few tables over.

"Let's go somewhere else?"

"Sounds good."

After paying, Moony awkwardly followed his crush to a secluded area in the street.

"How about you? What does your crush look like?"

"Dark hair…" Pads hummed, encouraging to continue. "Light eyes…" Bastard was smirking. Smirking at the pink cheeks across the scarred face.

"I see…" She got close. Very close. "You know, Lupin. I couldn't help but notice you get particularly shy whenever I'm wearing a skirt. Any reason?" He didn't say anything. I mean, what was he supposed to say? Sirius obviously knew the answer already. "I'd say you simply like short skirts but I don't see you staring at other girls like that." His cheeks matched the colour of their house and he could be playing quidditch with how fast his heart was beating. "What is it, Remy?"

"Siri…" His voice was pleading, his eyes were pleading, his heart was pleading, he was on his knees and she was well aware of that.

"No no." She took his chin and made him look into those grey eyes. "Say it."

"I…" Shit, he was nervous. "I… like you…"

"Was that so hard? If all I needed to do to get you to like me back was to wear a skirt, I would've protested a lot sooner."

"It's not since the skirt… It's been longer." The Black smirk. Annoying and hot. He just wanted to kiss it, aware the bold red lipstick would get smudged on both of them.

"Remus John Lupin, you fool." And just like that, their lips met. Pale arms around the taller one's neck. Moony put his arms around her and pulled her closer, feeling her bare skin and melting into the kiss.

Merlin knows how long the kissing lasted. Time didn't exist between those two. After what seemed like an eternity and yet not enough, they parted.

"You have some lipstick on you." She chuckled and cleaned some of it with her finger. "I'm making it worse…"

"That's okay. I'll wash my face."

"Woooooo!" Turning around, there was a short Filipino blondie cheering them, holding hands with her dark skinned girlfriend. "Fucking finally! You better tell me the details, Black!"

"Fine! Now sod off Mckinnon!" She laughed and pulled Dorcas, walking away. "Well…"

"I uh… I'll wash my face at the pub."

"I'll walk with you." The silence was a tad awkward. At least to Remus. His crush took his hand and broke the ice. "So, since when do you fancy me?"

"I'm not sure… A year, maybe? You?"

"Awww really? You should have come out sooner. I've liked you since fourth year. Never made a move because I thought you were straight. And even after the protest, I wasn't sure if you just found me attractive because I look like a girl."

"No, I like you when you're masculine too. The skirt just… I don't know, has a different effect. Wait here?"

"Is my lipstick smudged?"

"A bit."

"I'll go too." They went back to the pub they had left some minutes ago. Pads went to the girl's bathroom while Remus cleaned his face and grinned at the mirror in the men's. When they met again, the red lips were as lively as before. They stained Moony, the shape of a kiss on his left cheek. "Sorry. Had to."

It had been over 30 minutes since James left to fetch Lily a gift. So naturally, he and Pettigrew were already waiting at Zonko's.

"There they are! Where were you two- Is that lipstick?!" The werewolf blushed and looked down while his partner held up their hands grinning.

"We're dating!"

"What?! You were each other's crushes?!" Wormtail shook his head.

"You are so oblivious, Prongs."

"Wha- You knew?!"

"Everyone with eyes and some common sense knows those two have been pining over each other. Congrats on figuring it out, it was getting painful to watch."

"Wormtail!" Pads gasped dramatically, her hand over her chest. "How could you stay quiet?"

"Wasn't my place to say anything. And it was quite entertaining to watch how stupid you both were." Sirius seemed offended, but Remus couldn't help but find the whole situation hilarious.

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Prompt 4 - Hair

@jegulus-microfic March 4 Word count 983

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It took them a week to figure out where the chamber was, and that was only because Pandora came floating in while they were arguing back and forth about where the entrance could be. 

“It has to be in the dungeons. That’s where the Common room is.” Evan had argued. 

“Yeah, but where could it be? It’s all classrooms down there.” Barty was getting frustrated at their lack of progress. Pandora had peered over at all the notes they had spread over the floor and said. 

“Oh, the entrance is in the second-floor girl’s bathroom.”

“Yeah, sure, it is Pandora.” Evan rolled his eyes at his sister. Pandora flicked around, her hair billowing behind her with the sharp movement. 

“There is a snake carved into the tap of the sink, and moaning Myrtle was killed the last time it was opened when Tom Riddle was at school.” They all stared at her. Regulus pulled out his mirror and flipped it open. 

“James, we think we’ve found it.”

So now that’s where they stood. Regulus, James, Sirius, Barty, Evan, Pandora and Lily. Seven people who had left Hogwarts years ago and who shouldn’t have had any reason to be in that bathroom. 

They all had some sort of blade made of goblin silver. Luckily, there were enough old families in the group that they managed to scrounge enough pieces. 

Sirius also had a small bag strapped to his hip. It had one of his expansion charms on it. They’d been down to Hagrid’s chicken coop and stolen two roosters. And put them in it. 

The trouble they were having now was that none of them spoke parseltongue, so they were having trouble getting the chamber to open. That’s when moaning Myrtle appeared. 

“Ooo, it’s the Black brothers.” She cooed. “What are they doing here with all their friends?” 

“Hi, Myrtle.” Sirius grinned at her with his best smile. It was one he’d used many times to get what he wanted. “We’re trying to get into the secret chamber but can’t seem to open it. Do you know how?” He twirled a lock of his hair around his finger as he batted his eyelashes at her. 

Regulus hadn’t known that ghosts could blush, but apparently, they could. Myrtle’s ghostly pallor brightened under Sirius’s gaze. 

“There was a boy right before I died. I think he opened it. He said something in another language.” She floated closer to Sirius. 

“Can you remember what he said? It’s very important, Myrtle.” Sirius asked, keeping his voice soft and husky. Myrtle glowed even brighter. She opened her mouth, and she let out a strange hiss. Immediately, the sink behind them started moving, and a sliding passageway was revealed. 

Sirius looked at the ghost with wide eyes. “Myrtle, you’re amazing.” He grinned a real grin this time and lifted a hand to cup her cheek. 

Apparently, ghosts could also swoon. They left Myrtle floating horizontally along the floor as they clambered down the chute, one by one. 

“I’m so telling Remus about that,” Regulus whispered to his brother once they safely made it to the ground. Sirius shrugged. 

“It’s for the good of the cause. He’ll understand. Beside’s, he’d have to see me to be mad at me anyway.” Regulus had touched on a sore spot, and he knew it. Fenrir had been very possessive of Remus, only letting him leave when Voldemort requested the Wolves at a meeting. 

Remus hadn’t looked great the last time Regulus saw him. He was skinny, and his clothes were tattered. He hadn’t said much about it when he’d come and stood with him, Barty and Evan. The other wolves were keeping a close eye on him.

Regulus, had a plan to get Remus away from the pack for a bit, but it would have to wait until after they fought the Basilisk.

“You okay, love?” James had come up behind him and wrapped an arm around his waist. Regulus let himself relax into James’s touch just for a second before he untangled them. 

“We need to get moving.” He said as he squeezed James’s hand. “Don't forget to either keep your eyes closed or make sure you don’t look into its eyes. If you do, you’ll be dead.” He raised his voice so the others could hear him. 

“Wow, great pep talk there, Reg. Really feeling confident after that.” Barty groaned at him. Sirius slapped him on the back before Regulus could say anything to him. 

“Come on, Crouch. If everything goes right down here, we’re going to be legends.” Barty turned to grin wickedly at Sirius. 

“Let’s go kill this bloody snake.” 

The group walked cautiously down the stone passageway. It was littered with bones, and there was no way of moving without the sound of cracking bones echoing off the walls. 

The passageway went on forever. Turning this way and that, before they came to a wall blocking their way emblazoned with two entwining serpents.

“How do we get through that then?” Lily asked, running her hand over the stone. 

“Probably the same as the sink,” Pandora moved to stand beside her and hissed the same way Myrtle had. The snakes began to move, and the wall split in two. It moved out of sight, leaving the way before them clear. 

The chamber finally opened up. They all paused on the edge, looking at the pillars, each with a snake carved into it. 

“This is it,” Regulus said, his voice barely a whisper. He looked into James’s eyes. “I love you.” James smiled down at him and ducked his head, kissing Regulus softly. 

The other couples followed suit. 

“Alright enough, or I’m going to feed myself to the Basilisk!” Sirius complained. The others pulled away from each other, looking sheepish. 

They walked forward into the middle of the chamber and watched as a statue of Salazar Slytherin slowly opened its mouth.        

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at some point James "raised within a pureblood household no matter how progressive it may have been" Potter starts pushing down the need for violence he feels whenever sirius gets within eyesight (someone said Sirius must think James is childish for his reactions or smt) and Sirius has no idea how to handle a furious-and-being-passive-agressive-about-it James instead of the furious-and-trying-to-hit-Sirius'-teeth-out James (not that james ever really manages to stay just passive agressive ofcourse)

Ooh, you’ve got my thoughts churning.

I think, though, there might be a way to get the roles to reverse—to turn Sirius physically aggressive. It takes work to get Slytherin Sirius riled up, so you’d really have to hit his soft spot.

Personally, I think Slytherin Sirius would struggle to make friends, but it would be painful for him not to have a strong connection to anyone. Maybe he’d be close to Regulus in a “at least you’re semi-tolerable because you’re my brother I guess” sort of way, but I don’t see Sirius connecting with people in Slytherin. This isn’t to say he isn’t kind (for example, he makes a space for Lily in canon at the Gryffindor table after her sorting in canon), but he just never gets close to anyone. I think he mourns the friendship he knew he could have had with James.

Sirius moves through Hogwarts as a loner type with the pretense that he is too good for friends. And I think James, his rival, would see right through this.

Sirius might make a point of making fun of the fact that James has two loser friends who follow him around (or some mean shit to set James off), and James simply retorts something to the effect that no one would want to be friends with Sirius anyway. Something juvenile, but something Sirius very much fears could be true—that he’s unlovable/unworthy (do his parents only love him because he’s the heir? Does Regulus only love him because he looks after him? Do professors only like him because he’s smart and funny?). Maybe this suggestion that Sirius is unlovable coming from James hurts in particular because he wants James to like him.

Anyway, Sirius would lash out unexpectedly. And not like James who secretly just wants to touch Sirius (lol)—it’s dangerous and intended to really hurt. James can take him—but only just barely. I don’t know how this ends, just that when Sirius lashes out, he means it.

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Also got any sev ones?

If I have any Severus Snape headcanons? I think I might have to put this one under the cut bby, it's going to be loooong. Edit: it got severely out of hand, be warned this is insanely long.

BUT FIRST: this is a very long but extremely well-written meta about the Snapes' peculiar type of poverty that you should all read when you have time. Like, save it for later somewhere or whatever, but seriously. Do yourself a favour.

Some people like to headcanon Remus Lupin (!) as the Hogwarts drug dealer. Nu-uh. That's Snape. Severus, for the right price, can and will provide you with any kind of potion (assuming he can steal the ingredients from the supply closet/his fancy pureblood housemates can get him whatever he needs). See this post.

But it's not just potions. He'll write your essays for money (his prices go up as the years go by, but so does his credibility). Snape is the only reason Avery ever passed 4th year Transfiguration.

Until his 6th/7th year, when he was no longer friends with Lily and started expressing a vocal desire to join the Death Eaters, he wasn't accepted or popular in Slytherin House.

Avery and Mulciber, the only people who could be considered his friends, were still pretty classist and racist towards him and even then he only got to be part of their little circle because he knew more curses when he arrived at Hogwarts than half the kids in seventh year.

You see, he wasn't just a Halfblood (they have those in Slytherin), he was also dirt poor, and pretty rough around the edges. He wasn't refined, he swore like a sailor, he was classless, and “dirty” and had worn-out clothes and second-hand books, he was canonically ugly and twitchy as a child, and Sirius (who is still from the very elegant, very posh Black Family) describes him as a little oddball.

Never mind the suave adult Snape (who is very different in the books and in the movies, anyway). My man Eliza Doolittle-ed himself. He did a Tom Riddle.

But he was powerful enough that the hazing and bullying inside his own House stopped almost immediately when he got there. You despised Snape? Fine. You attacked Snape? Suddenly your pet cat has been poisoned and your kneecaps were jinxed backwards.

Also, Lucius Malfoy promptly singled him out, and while he was still in school (Sev's first and second year) he did what he could to shield him, and to make him just a little more credible and refined in Slytherin. Severus followed him around like a little puppy and definitely acted a bit like an errand boy for him and his friends, which is also part of the reason why Sirius calls him Lucius Malfoy's lapdog in OotP. I wouldn't say they were really friends though. He knew them, and maybe they liked him, but he wasn't their equal.

Unfortunately, the Marauders' bullying only got worse as the years went by, and Lucius had graduated by the time SWM happened (I think that and the Prank were the worst, but I also like the headcanon that they were not. That Snape put that particular memory in the Pensieve because it was the time he lost Lily, not because it was the worst time he was bullied by them. From the way he reacted to their attack, this level of viciousness was probably common. By the way, even if you dislike him as a character, if you deny that what he suffered at the hands of the Marauders was vile, I don't know what to tell you.)

I wouldn't say a good rapport with Narcissa Black - because why would a girl from the upper years hang out with a boy from the first three? - but she would be kind to him, and chat politely sometimes. She was impressed with him - the first Halfblood she had ever given the time of day to.

Do you know who wasn't (lol)? Bellatrix. Who had graduated years before and just could not understand why Narcissa and Lucius would be so fond of this little scrawny upjumped Halfblood.

With the exception of Andromeda (who doesn't know who he is) and Narcissa (who really likes him), all of the Blacks hate Snape. Regulus doesn't hate him per se but thinks him unrefined and overreaching and they also have a bit of a not-so-friendly competition going on even though they come from different years. Sirius and Bella... well, you know. (credit: @hxuse-xf-black, I think this hc is theirs)

One of my favourite headcanons is that the last Black family event Sirius ever attended was Narcissa's wedding (1976) [the last one Andy ever attended was Bellatrix's (1972)]. He was there as the bride's cousin, obviously. But but but. Snivellus Snape was also there, as the groom's best man (alongside Evan Rosier and Rodolphus Lestrange). The two almost get into a Muggle brawl, and an enraged Bellatrix is the one who has to separate them (how dare you try to ruin Cissy's big day?!). She would have happily let them kill each other on any other occasion, but that was her little (only) sister's wedding and she very violently cursed them both.

Started smoking cigarettes when he was young and never really stopped.

What tea does Snape drink?

Bad personal hygiene since he was a boy, especially in his periods of worst depression. Paradoxically, he was at his most groomed during his Death Eater years (1978-1981) because he had to deal daily with the likes of Lucius Malfoy and Rodolphus Lestrange, who might have been domestic terrorists but had standards.

Speaking of which. Bella hates him. I still have to decide how Rodolphus feels about him (Rod definitely defends him when the two of them are having a row, just to piss her off, but I don't know how he actually feels). I think they had slightly different social circles. As Sirius says, they were all - at different points in time - part of a gang of baby Death Eaters in school. But I see Bella & Rod as very close with Rabastan, and Rabastan as very close to Barty (the four of them even tortured the Longbottoms together, which means they definitely talked to each other in the very hectic days after Voldemort's downfall). In my headcanons Barty and Regulus are glued at the hip, so basically that's the five of them already.

It was a period of brilliant students for Hogwarts, nothing like Harry's time. James and Sirius were prodigies, Regulus gives me mad scientist vibes (also, he must have been knowledgeable in the Dark Arts seeing as he figured out about Voldemort's Horcruxes in no time), Barty brought home twelve O.W.L.S. (how?), and Snape was inventing curses.

The latter three were tentative allies in school, but Barty&Reg (who definitely had something going on if you know what I mean), pureblood and proper, with all of the entitlement that must have come from their bloodlines and talent, definitely were not his fans.

No one could understand his fixation with “that Mudblood” (Lily); Lucius was particularly overjoyed when he heard of their falling out. (This came back to bite him in the ass when he was the one who had to physically drag him out of his house, at Spinner's End, after she died and he was determined to rot and kill himself with alcohol.)

Cat person. But never owned any pets because he could not keep one alive. Except of course when he owned a rat... err... I mean, when Peter lived with him.

I am convinced the man took stimulants. Whatever the equivalent of wizard cocaine was (probably a potion he made himself, with minimal comedown and as little side effects on the body as he can), he took. He seems to spend his nights patrolling the corridors and his days teaching, so when does he sleep?

Extremely light sleeper anyway.

Can go without eating for a long time.

He is the personification of self-loathing.

I can see him self-harming in different ways. He denies himself the small pleasures of life, he smokes until his throat burns and his lungs hurt, and insists that he works best without protective gloves (more sensitivity or whatever) which means that his hands are covered in small cuts and stains from corrosive (possibly painful) potions.

Does whatever he can to look as little like his father as possible, whether that be growing a beard, or gaining weight, or cutting his hair.

He maintains that learning Occlumency saved his life. Legilimency is about control, and even that not-so-hidden sadistic part of him, and also the self-protection that comes from knowing your opponent's moves before they can strike. But Occlumency and the sort of meditative bliss that comes from Occluding heavily was an integral part of his transformation, and very definitely helped with the very obvious anxiety that plagued him as a boy. It's yoga + good weed at the same time. That's the feeling.

The Lily thing. Part of it was romantic but in the light I-am-thirteen-and-have-a-crush-on-my-best-friend type of way. He definitely thought he was in love with her when he was sixteen/seventeen, after they had cut ties, and that's how he explained it to Voldemort, too (and that's how Voldemort explains it to Harry - he desired her). But. Truthfully? No. After a while, and especially after her death, it wasn't about the love he felt for her, it was about the debt he owed her. She was the first person to be kind to him, and he betrayed her. Directly caused her death, and sold her to the most evil wizard in history. Whether you love someone romantically or platonically, being responsible for their death, or leaving a child as an orphan takes a toll on your psyche that's almost impossible for me to comprehend or explain. Imagine the level of guilt that he felt. She was his first friend, his first crush, his first everything. And his love for her was the love Dante felt for Beatrice, the love that moves the sun and the other stars. I hate it when they reduce it to “he just wanted to bang Harry's mom haha”.

With that being said, Snily is probably the most boring Severus ship of all.

Never planned for the future. He honestly didn't think he would survive the war; his character is pretty much doomed by the narrative, and I am convinced that the only thing that kept him going was fulfilling his promise to Dumbledore, taking down the Dark Lord. He always thought Voldemort would eventually discover he was a spy and kill him for it. And as sad as it is (and that's why I love those kinds of fanfics!) I cannot see him ever adapting to a post-Voldemort world. It would take a lot of work on himself for him to find peace and I don't think he loved himself enough for that. I don't think he wanted to live.

Also, while I love the fanfics where he eventually makes up with Harry, and they have a civil relationship, I cannot see it happening in canon.

The narrative draws very explicit parallels between Snape and Voldemort, there are so many (but not limited to): the social class they come from, their blood status, the abuse they face as children, this iconic line which is one of my favourites in the whole series: But he was home. Hogwarts was the first and best home he had known. He and Voldemort and Snape, the abandoned boys, had all found home here, the details we can infer of their relationship with Dumbledore when they were still students, the transformation they operated on themselves to become more polished, their interests (both of them invent curses and the like), the way they identify with their mothers' heritages, their dynamic is extremely interesting to me.

My headcanon is that Snape was one of the few people Voldemort actually liked (and perhaps he saw himself in), which would explain why he doesn't heed Bella's advice about him. Of course, it was a very tepid intellectual appreciation (just a tad warmer than his - very cold - expression of regret at having to kill him in the Shrieking Shack), but it was there. I think they had a teacher-student dynamic which doesn't get explored enough but was clearly there: Voldemort teaches Snape how to fly without a broom; he is reportedly the only Death Eater to whom he teaches this. I think Snape was absolutely fascinated with LV in the beginning and climbed through the ranks impressively quickly. Just as rapidly (maybe more) as purebloods Regulus Black (whose cousin was LV's right-hand woman and possible mistress) and Barty Crouch (who would have been an asset seeing his father's position). Keep in mind these guys weren't even 20 years old and had all met Voldemort personally, probably more than once. They would have been part of his inner circle.

I can see Voldemort appreciating Snape's interest in magic, especially his academic interest. I think it's especially fascinating if compared to Voldemort's relationship with Bellatrix (who was the opposite of Snape in every sense): I think someone like Voldemort would be attracted to someone like Bellatrix (rich, pure of blood, self-assured, inhabiting a world built for her, etc.) but on the other hand he would also resent her for these very things that were her prerogative, and not his. On the other hand, Snape would understand him on a personal level, he would simply get some of Voldemort's lived experiences (and personality, let's be real) in a way his other Death Eaters wouldn't. But, because he still represents his past in a way (and hasn't remade himself quite yet), Voldemort would also view him with contempt. (And a great deal of superiority, but he's like that with everyone).

Snape doesn't join the Death Eaters because of the Cause. I can see him hating Muggles and perhaps looking down on Muggle-borns, but I don't think of him as a convinced pureblood elitist in the way the Lestranges and Malfoys were. He joined for power. He wanted revenge, and he wanted to feel powerful and important in a world that would make him feel small (part of the reasoning behind Bellatrix's joining in my headcanons), which makes him much hungrier than his peers, which would make him stand out to Voldemort.

His invention of the Sectumsempra spell and its counter-curse is extremely impressive, even Bella had to recognize this when she found out, and she demanded it be taught to the younger recruits, (but really to herself).

Hates summer like no one else has ever hated summer.

Helped with Draco's conception. I headcanon that Narcissa had fertility problems (this extends, for me, to most women of the Black family) and Severus helped her and Lucius with it. (This hc isn't mine, but I love it to death.)

Any and all silly headcanons about Snape teaching sex ed, dealing with periods, etc give me life. You've all read them though, so I won't repeat them.

Worked as a potioneer for Voldemort too, perhaps alongside someone who was even better than him (older, more knowledgeable). The things he learned turned out to be super useful to him in the future.

His favourite food is fish and chips, or something equally proletarian, like beans on toast... that sort of thing.

Detested living with Pettigrew (and I hc that Voldemort did it as a form of cruel punishment: he's forced to live with - offer shelter to - the man who caused Lily's death).

Because I like angst, I really like the idea that the person he was closest with, in the entirety of the Hogwarts staff (except maybe for Dumbledore) wasn't McGonagall, it was Charity Burbage. I need more fics with an in-depth exploration of their relationship (whether it be romantic or platonic) because it has amazing potential, both for angst and fluff.

Idk how anyone can ship Snily when these two are right there

Also, she would be the second woman Severus loves that Voldemort has killed. This time it's even worse.

I doubt he could ever have had a functioning relationship with her (or any other woman, or person), because what flesh-and-blood woman could ever beat the lamented and idolised spirit of Lily Evans? She would stand no chance. Again, this makes it worse.

I'm going to stop here because this is getting embarrassing. Kudos to you if you got to the end of this.

Headcanons: James | Sirius | Remus | Lily

[xjustakay]

(8/28+29) prompt: injury + walk — 1075 words (jegulus dads + harry; cheering their boy up)

Regulus glances up from his laptop screen the moment James walks into the office with a plate in hand. He hadn’t realized that it was already lunch time, wrapped up in finishing the section of writing he’s been working to finish. James sets the plate on the desk’s edge —a mix of fruits in a bowl beside a grilled cheese sandwich sliced in half. He slides a hand back and forth along Regulus’ shoulders and kisses at the top of his head, eyeing the laptop curiously.

“How’s it going in here?”

“Just finished with this bit, I think. Should probably take a break.” Regulus shrugs loosely. He leans his head back against the desk chair to look up, brow furrowed. “How’s he doing?”

“Oh, he’s miserable,” James huffs a laugh, the sadness behind his faint smile apparent.

Humming shortly, Regulus pops a sliced piece of strawberry into his mouth and looks toward the open office door. 

Poor little Harry had a bad fall while roller skating the other day. He’d taken the injury in stride initially —a bright red cast on his broken wrist getting to be signed and doodled on by all his loved ones made the situation lighter temporarily. Today, however, the Weasleys took all their kids to the community pool and Harry wasn’t able to go along, upon strict orders not to get his cast wet.

“I told him we could go to the pool anyway if he really wanted, but that he’d have to sit on the chairs and not go in the water,” James says.

“I imagine he didn’t like that.”

“Would you if you were five years old and all your friends were swimming without you?”

With a tilted nod of his head, Regulus stands from his seat and scoops up his plate. James looks at him in question, but he merely indicates his husband follow him out of the office. Harry sits at the dining table, ripping the uneaten crusts of his own grilled cheese into little bits. He doesn’t look up until Regulus is sitting with him, James taking the seat on his other side.

“Did you write a lot of words, papa?” Harry asks.

Regulus can’t help but smile fondly at their son. “I did what I needed to, yes. So I thought I’d join my favorite boy for lunch, is that alright?”

“‘Course.” Harry nods and returns to tearing apart the remnants of his lunch.

James exchanges a look with Regulus across the table, dark brows lifted over his glasses. For a couple minutes, it’s quiet between the three of them, Regulus eating his lunch slowly. Harry ends up telling James that he’s finished when there’s not much crust left to destroy and James takes his plate off to the kitchen, ruffling Harry’s hair as he passes. Immediately, Harry sinks down in his chair with a sigh much too long-suffering for only a five year old.

“Do you want to go for a walk when I’m finished eating, Harry?” Regulus offers.

He shakes his head, glaring down at the cast on his arm. “I want to go swimming.”

“I know, my darling, but we can’t do that right now, I’m sorry.” Regulus notices the gleam of pooling tears in the little boy’s green eyes and he acts quickly. “What if we play a game here, instead? You, me, and daddy?”

That seems to catch Harry’s interest, because he sniffles and quickly looks up at him, shining eyes wide. “A game?”

“Could pick a board game from the hall closet, or we could play a little in the backyard as long as we’re careful.”

“Oooh, did I hear something about a game?” James grins, returning to join them. He comes up behind Harry’s chair, settling both hands on his small shoulders, hazel eyes widening playfully when Harry tilts his head back to look at him upside-down. “What are we playing, my love?”

Regulus watches Harry scrunch his face in thought; the deep furrow of his brow over his glasses all James, the sideways twist of his lips all Lily. He’s the loveliest thing Regulus has ever seen, this boy they all adore so very much.

After a few long moments of deliberation, Harry abruptly sits up straight, grabbing onto the edge of the table in his excitement. “What about ‘the floor is lava?’”

Both Harry and James turn to Regulus —hopeful and knowing, respectively. It’s one of the games that he bows out of most frequently, allowing James and Harry to be rowdy and loud on their own, typically while he’s busy elsewhere. All of about ten seconds under the puppy dog eyes their son gives him, and Regulus is caving. He swallows down his bite of food, the corner of his mouth ticking upward, unhelpable.

“Alright, we’ll play ‘the floor is lava,’” He concedes.

“Yes!” Harry’s up from his chair in record time, bounding into the living room already to start removing pillows and cushions from their seating to use as stepping stones along the floor.

“Don’t do the big sofa ones by yourself,” Regulus calls after him, just to be safe.

“I know, papa!”

James’ grin is unrelenting where he stays behind the now-empty chair, looking at Regulus with the sort of affection that occasionally still manages to stunt him to this day. “And you say I’m the pushover.”

Regulus scoffs, one arm thrusting across the table in the direction of the living room. “Did you see how sad he looked, James?”

“Of course I saw how sad he looked.” James shakes his head, chuckling. “Now he looks like it’s Christmas morning, though, and that was all you, love.”

Regulus hums with a warm smile of his own, finishing off the last of what he’s eating. He gets up to step closely beside his husband and James’ hand finds the small of his back instantly, towing him nearer when Regulus presses a quick kiss to his cheek.

“You’re the one resetting the living room after this.” It’s mumbled right against James’ cheek, he can feel the stretch of his smile widening just as much as seeing it.

He leaves a second hurried kiss at the edge of James’ mouth before separating from him to take care of his lunch plate. Behind him, James purposefully lets out a petulant groan, dramatic as always.

“You’re lucky I love you,” James calls jokingly after him.

Regulus laughs softly to himself at the sink. “Yeah, yeah, I know.”

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Missing You (1/1) (jegulus)

Regulus came home, and immediately knew something was wrong. Usually James was prepping dinner, and Harry was sitting at the kitchen table chatting away about his day, doing homework, or reading books. James was usually just as relaxed and animatedly chatting back.

"What's wrong?" Regulus asked, coming in behind James, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. James turned in his arms, leaning against the counter and meeting Regulus' gaze.

"I don't know hun. I picked him up and he was quiet. Then we got home and I asked him how his day was, and it looked like he was starting to cry and then he just ran up to his room and closed to the door." James bowed his head, giving a small shake. "Now he won't let me in."

Harry was still only just 10, but to have him this upset and not wanting to talk about it was very unlike him. James didn't know what to do. "Something happened at school maybe, but I don't know." James trailed off. "You okay?" Regulus asked, and James looked up to meet his gaze again. "Yeah just worried about him." James replied. "I'll go try, can't hurt." Regulus said, kissing James on the cheek and turning to go upstairs.

"Harry," Regulus said tentatively as he knocked on his door. Harry opened the door a smidge, looking in the hall to see who was there. "It's just me, do you want to talk?"

He opened the door a bit wider so Regulus could come in and then hurriedly closed it behind him. His eyes were red and puffy, and as soon as Regulus sat down on the edge of the bed Harry ran into his arms, flinging his small arms around Regulus' neck. "Hey little man," Regulus soothed, rubbing his back. "Want to tell me what's wrong?"

"I miss mama," he whispered, sniffling.

"Oh darling, of course you do." Regulus heart was broken. But he only held Harry tighter.

"You can't tell my dad because I don't want him to be sad." his voice was so soft and small, Regulus almost missed it.

Regulus squeezed him once again, and then put his hands on Harry's shoulders and held him out in front of him a little to meet his gaze. "Oh Harry, your dad wouldn't want you to be sad all alone. And it's okay to be sad. Especially if you miss your mama." Regulus explained.

"I miss your mother too you know," Regulus added. "She was a very dear friend." Harry looked at him with big wide green eyes. "You do?" Harry asked.

"Oh yes. You know, sometimes it helps to hear stories about the people who are gone." Regulus suggested. "I bet your dad has lots of good ones, should we go ask him?" Harry nodded slowly. "Will you ask him for me?" Harry whispered, eyes still so wide. "Of course," Regulus said as he stood and Harry grabbed his hand as they walked downstairs.

"James," Regulus called as Harry sat down at the kitchen table. James turned, eyes running over the scene in an attempt to read the situation. "Harry would like to hear some stories about his mama. I was thinking about the time she charmed books from the library to fly out of anyone's hands to her if she needed them."

"My mama?" Harry asked with a small giggle.

James smile spread big on his face. "Yes your mama. She also was the most kind and gentle person. She once took care of all your uncles and me when we were sick from a prank gone wrong." James face softened as he remembered. Harry perked up "is that how you know her special tea recipe?" he asked.

"It sure is love," Regulus replied. "Do you remember something about her?"

Harry thought for a moment, and James looked on with a worried face hidden behind a gentle smile, Regulus still caught it though. "I remember when she used to read books by the fire and that she always made silly voices for the people in the books. And that she would sing even though she was bad at it. And I remember that she once told me that dad was 'a nutter' but he was sunshine anyway, and she always called me baby boy even when I was 5!"

A small tear crept down James face, as Harry talked on about his mom. James missed Lily everyday, and things were easier with Regulus in his life now, filled with a different kind of love that could never take Lily's place, that never tried too. James always remembered the anniversaries, her birthday and the day she got sick, and always the day she died. Harry rarely talked to him about it, he was only just 6 when she passed. A bit young to really understand it all. Regulus of course knew Lily, and Harry was sure to tell Regulus about her in the beginning; like he didn't want Regulus to take her place. Of course he never tried, and Harry had grown so accustom to talking to Regulus about her that James suspected it was easier for him to tell Regulus about her than James, who couldn't help but cry each time. Part of him wanted to show his son emotions were not something to suppress, but there was something magical about the way Regulus listened that always made space for whatever came up.

Now it's been nearly 5 years and Regulus suspects that's probably why it's hitting Harry a bit harder now. Or who knows some kid might have teased him about it at school or talked about their mom harmlessly. Regulus doesn't know what triggered it, it doesn't matter much to him, so long as Harry is comforted and knows he is not alone.

Sirius and Remus came just as James was plating dinner, and they were now telling raucously loud stories of the time Lily purposefully blew up a pumpkin pie Marlene made because it tasted terrible and didn't want to hurt her feelings.

"What's going on in here?" Remus asked, and both he and Sirius in turn came to kiss Harry on the head. "We are telling stories about my mama!" Harry said still giggling. When Remus and Sirius stopped for a moment, same assessing the situation eyes, Harry stated: "well I miss her you see, and Papa said if you tell stories about the people you miss it's like they are right here again with us."

Regulus' mouth parted just enough for James to notice what was for him a jaw drop. And then his son's words processed in his brain; that was the first time Harry had called Regulus Papa, and never having been asked or told to before. Sirius heard it, but with a quick flick of his gaze to Regulus and back to Harry he said, "that's absolutely right. The ones that love us never truly leave us," and with that Regulus stepped over to press a kiss to Harry's head and they sat down to Remus taking his turn to tell a story about Lily.

[thebibutterflyao3]

Day 16 - Prompt: Night @wolfstarmicrofic

January Daily Series - 704 words

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Remus avoided Lily’s pointed glare as he shifted the ice pack on his shoulder and leaned back into the recliner. He closed his eyes and pretended his body wasn’t screaming with pain. This was fine. Well, it would be.

Sirius was safe and his best friend was still in one piece. That was what really mattered. The impromptu rescue mission was a success! No one died yesterday, that alone was worth triggering an episode that kept him up all night.

Lily clearly did not agree. She was furious when she arrived this morning with a tote bag full of his favourite tea, first aid supplies, and chocolate bars. While she hadn’t actually said anything yet, he knew a lecture was coalescing in her mind.

“Will you hear me out before you ream me out?” he checked, peeking out from under his lashes.

She narrowed her eyes, then nodded mutely. Which was probably for the best, honestly. He needed to diffuse the time bomb that was his best friend before she rightfully exploded.

“There wasn’t time to call for help,” he began carefully. “I was still on the beach when Regulus called and he didn’t know the gravity of the situation. He was just worried that the tide was coming in. I didn’t realise how difficult it would be myself until I was in the cave, and there’s no cell service down there. I had to help.”

Lily began pacing in front of him, her long hair bouncing against her back with every step. She was still fuming, but appeared to be walking off the urge to strangle him. That was progress!

“James accidentally wedged his upper body in an unstable shaft reaching for a marbled green stone to show his boyfriend. Sirius tried to pull his arms out, but was being too cautious. I had to dislocate his shoulder, Lily, so I’d say James has already faced the consequences of his actions.” He adjusted the cushion behind his head and shrugged lightly. “And now I’m facing mine.”

She waited until he was comfortable before throwing her first punch. “You could have drowned, been dragged out to sea, or stuck in that cave for hours, Remus. Half the night in that dank, mouldy cave? More likely your lungs would close up before sunset.”

“But none of those things happened. I’m just sore and tired.”

“You risked your life!”

“To save someone else’s! It was a necessary risk.”

Lily scowled, then returned to her pacing. Her hands gestured wildly around her face as she launched into her lecture. “These blokes are irresponsible, reckless, and-”

“Fun. They’re fun.”

“-foolish! You’ve been doing so well lately and now you’ll be lucky if you don’t catch pneumonia again. Why anyone would want to crawl around in a cave with all of those germs is beyond me.”

“There are germs everywhere.”

“You didn’t even call me! I had to hear it from Sirius,” she whined, concern heavy in her voice.

Remus gently bobbed his head side to side in vague agreement. “I was going to call you this morning. I didn’t need a nurse, so I chose to rest instead. Really, Lily, I’m fine.”

“You're a liar, but I love you anyway,” she said, pausing in front of his chair. “Please be careful? I know you’re acting a fool because of Sirius, but-”

“No. That wasn’t his fault.”

“It’s Sirius-adjacent, at least!”

“So am I.”

Lily folded her arms in front of her chest and stared him down. “Are you? Or is that wishful thinking?”

“He called you, didn’t he? I assume he sounded worried about me,” he pointed out.

“And that’s worth risking your life for?”

“Yes,” Remus said stubbornly, “but that’s not why I did it. James needed help, I was nearby, available, and able. End of story.”

“Not end of story.” Lily’s mobile lit up her pocket and she automatically reached for it. “However, it appears that you’re right about one thing.”

Remus searched her face curiously. “What’s that?”

“You’re Sirius-adjacent. He’s asking if he can have your number, and he wants to bring you lunch.”

“Yes! Give him my bloody number!”

“Alright, alright. Calm your tits, Remus,” Lily tutted at him while she texted with Sirius.

Next Part>>>

[murderoushagthesequel]

Boys

for @jegulus-microfic's prompt, new (504 words)

i swear i tried to keep this under 500 words but i couldn't quite make it- anyway i'm really proud of this one and i really like it, hope you do too! welcome to the mind of little 12 year old james (in this one he's gay rather than pan how i usually hc him!) CW for internalized homophobia

James isn’t sure what to think right now. He’s never felt this way before, it’s new. Ever since he was eleven (so, okay, only like a year and a half, but still!) he’s known he's in love with Lily Evans. But now he isn’t sure. Maybe that feeling wasn’t love. Maybe he just really wants to be Lily’s friend and everybody told him because she’s a girl that should mean he likes her.

But this feeling right now, this is different, this might be love. But that’s impossible. It doesn’t make any sense that when he looks at this person his stomach does a weird swoopy thing. Or that his throat closes up just slightly. That he isn’t quite sure what to say but he just has this pull to get close to them and never let go. It doesn’t make sense… because this person is a boy.

It’s not possible for a boy to love a boy. At least that’s what James thought. So why does he feel like this? The second Regulus stepped into the Great Hall at the start of James’ second year, all he could think was noticemenoticemenoticeme. When they started actually talking, that feeling only grew stronger and stronger. He doesn’t want Regulus to notice him anymore, he needs it.

These are the spiralling thoughts that lead him to sitting crouched against the wall of the Astronomy Tower after curfew, silently crying into the sleeve of his robes. He freezes in panic when he hears quiet footsteps ascending the stairs, he could get in serious trouble for being up here so late. His heart doesn’t slow its hammering when he sees it isn’t a prefect at all, but Regulus Black himself. Regulus looks just as startled when he sees James, but seems to soften immediately, after a moment, presumably after noticing James is crying.

He glides over to where James is sitting, eternally graceful, and slumps against the wall beside him. James isn’t really sure what to do in this situation, and ends up doing the last thing he wanted.

“Doyouthinkit’swrongifaboylikesanotherboy?” he murmurs all in one breath. Regulus looks surprised and James immediately feels his heart sink. He’s weird, he’s an outcast, this isn’t normal. Of course Regulus would feel the same.

“No,” Regulus whispers. Now it’s James’ turn to be surprised.

“No?” he asks, daring to look into Regulus’ eyes. He looks scared too. Regulus shakes his head.

“You’re not alone,” he says. James feels a huge weight lift off of his shoulders at those words. He didn’t realise how long he’d been needing to hear them. You’re not alone. Other people are like you. James might even dare to guess that Regulus is one of them.

“Oh,” James breathes, wiping a few tears away from his eyes. Regulus smiles weakly.

“We just have to stick together,” he says. Something about Regulus saying those words makes all the worry from James’ body go away. That’s the moment he knows he truly is in love, but that it’s okay.

[konaanaria13]

Perfect Darling

James Potter x Reader

I just kinda imagined this i don't like the end product so i might delete it but yuh thx!

Warnings: smut, Breeding, mentions of spit kink, kissing, slight biting kink,

Maybe I wasn't in love. It was a fully possible that all i was feeling was the heat of being in a relationship with somebody.

But I mean it was James Potter, How can you not love a boy who represented the sun?

How could I not look at him and be entierly taken in by his presence, His breath, His smile, His way of laughing, the way he pushed His glasses up and brough His fingers to His lip's.

everything resembled the love you would give to a prince or a royal who is compleatly and madly perfect.

James Potter was Perfection.

"What are you thinking about?" Regulus asked as I looked over to the window.

"Nothing sorry" I looked down at my Potion which we had to do till next friday to get done

"You know ahm The slytherin's wanted to know if you we're free tomorrow?" Regulus asked silently as if it wasn't a big deal.

"No sorry i have homework" I whisper remembering my meeting with Said James.

"Oh okay i was just wondering if you would be able to come to the three brooms sticks with me, Barty, Evan and Dorcas? oh and Pandora should be joining too"

"I would be out of place anyways" I say Putting some finishing touches to the potion in front of us.

"No! ahm well we just thought since we'll you know we're pretty much always teamed up in our shared classes you would want to do something with me? us. but also me? im not asking you out on a date by the way I'm.. not like into you! no offence" Regulus rambled a bit As i smiled.

"Its okay really and I would love to join you guys I really do like working with you but I have something to do... Maybe next time"

"Oh? who?" Regulus cached on Quickly.

"Can't tell... yet" I whisper and He smile's.

"As long its not my idiot brother" He mumbled and I laugh

"Your Brother is an Idiot" I agree

"so is Stupid James" Regulus muttered and I Couldn't help but get a bit red.

"How is it? like your Friends with them? "

"oh... well i don't know my sister is Friend's with them. and you know James liked Lily-"

"Liked?"

"yes he doesn't like her anymore" I whisper and he raises an eyebrow.

"But they're a lot nicer than you think. Believe me he's not so bad. Sirius I mean-"

"I know He's not bad I'm His brother..."  the bell rang and i got my thing's together.

"I'll see you next Friday? it should be done by then?"

"yes!" I smile and leave Quickly Getting up to the Common Room.

"Lily have you taken my Potion's book? i had to use Regulus' all Class" I say sitting down beside Remus and her.

"No? why would i need it your in a different grade?"

"Yeah i know... well ahm I'll see you guys later?" I stood up again going up to my dorm.

"Yeah"

♡♡♡

I went Up to The boy's dorm and knocked.

"come in" James Voice was bright and I opened the door getting inside and Seeing James in the bathroom door shirtless.

"The other's are gone so we have about three hour's on our own!" He walked over to His bed looking for a clean shirt.

"Oh nice" I stared at Him. His body was still wet like His hair from a shower he just took and you could see his eyes trying to look for his glasses.

"There on your desk" I point at one of the four desk that we're pushed up against each other in a square where everything was put on from all four of them.

"Oh yeah thank's" He walked over and put them on looking at me.

"Take a picture" He laughed starting to pose a bit.

"You look good" I close the door taking my Rope off and walking over to his bed sitting down.

"How was Potion's Yesterday we didn't have time to talk?" James put a shirt on to my disappointment and cleared the bed letting me lay down beside him.

"It' was nice, Regulus invited me to the three broom stick's with his Friend's. Not like a Date he just thought we could Hang out."

"Why didn't you say yes?"

"because I wanted to spend time with you. we can barely see each other and we'll We haven't really got any chance to even talk about everything. you just said oh hey Girl! oh hey Friend! oh hey Let's fuck her drunk and  then-"

"I wasn't Drunk?"

"What?"

"And not Girl. Friend. its Girlfriend, And  I like you and i know it's weird cause we can't tell the other's cause-"

"You told me you we're drunk?"

"I didn't- i was but not like drunk enough to not know who you we're!?" His eyes we're on me and i couldn't help but glance at his perfect lip's.

"Your so annoying" I whisper and he laugh's.

"Why?"

"Because I thought you slept with me because you we're drunk. and I thought you wanted to be with me because you we're some kind of gentleman" I whisper and He smile's.

"I knew who you we're and I want to be with you Because I Like you-"

"And my Sister?"

"Your Sister doesn't like me and nor do anymore so don't talk about her anymore" He kissed me his mood changing Quicker than Minny's expression when she got Angry.

"I only want you at the moment so" His lip's pushed against mine and my mood changed to quick as well.

I flick my tongue over his lip, His body rising as he pushed himself up going above me.

"Lock the door idiot" I whisper and he laugh's.

"Already Locked it" He whispered His mouth reconnecting with mine as he pushed his tongue through my lip's His teeth baring against mine.

"James" I whispered my hand's coming up to his face to get him closer to mine.

"Hm?"

"Silencing spell?" I ask and He laugh's pushing himself off me and grabbing His wand over my head whispering Silencio.

"Thank's" I mumble as He kisses My forehead and goes down my neck opening my blouse.

His Teeth dug into my skin as I let my hand's go through His hair, letting out Hot breath's and occasional moan.

His fingers pushed the fabric behind my shoulder and lifted me up so he could unclips my bra which took about three minutes until I did it for Him and He groaned.

"Those things are made way to complicated" He said and I laugh sitting up against Him touching His face my finger's wet from His hair as I bit down on His bottom lip.

"Ah!" He pulled away as I pulled Him back pushing my tongue over the are where I bit down as He immediately melted into my touch.

His hand's went up my back and down, He got  His hand's on my ass squeezing it and pushing me up Putting his Mouth on my Breast taking one of the nipples between his teeth and pulling on it, stretching my skin and sucking on it till it turned purple.

"Take off your skirt" He whispered He pushed me further up to make some space in between us.

I pushed the skirt down and he helped throwing it on the ground as he took his belt off and I set on his lap His Lip's back on my neck.

I let myself grind on him Feeling myself get wet and him get hard under me His hand's still firm on my ass as I quickly got his shirt off, letting my head onto His I let out a moan.

"James-" I whispered.

"Hm-?" I felt salvia drop onto my stomach as He laid me down on my back his hand pushing me down onto my chest as he took a second to breath through, He Quickly took His pants off if we can call Two minutes of struggling Quick.

"you look good like that" I laughed as He kissed me again positioning himself onto me again.

"Do you wanna go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend then?" i ask and he laugh's.

"I have detention with filch" He says and i laugh sitting up.

"Don't you always?" I pull him into a kiss and He fall's into me, it was like pulling a switch in which he just melted into my arm's every time I touched Him.

"Yeah" I put my legs around His waist feeling His hard dick under me, grinding myself above Him, He let out soft pants and lifted me up slowly pushing himself into me making me break the kiss to let out air and a moan.

at first He didn't move watching me closely as I adjusted riding him a little bit until his eyes glanced down at my chest and his hand's went up from my back to my chest and neck moving me up and down.

My moan's increased as he was completely in me.

"Such sweet sound's for me?" He asked whispering laying me down on my back his hip's moving into me as his hand got around my throat and his finger's went over my nipples.

"Stick you tongue out" I did as he told me and his hand thightend spit coming up my throat as he pushed into me deeper and harder

"You look so pretty like that i just want to spit in your mouth" He laughed and I can't explain what happenee while He said that because my entire body melted down I couldn't make a sound and my eyes watered feeling myself cum around him my only thought beung to that comment.

"Fuck did you just cum?" He asked looking down as my eyes went to my head every second he pushed into me.

"Give me a minute and i'll be there baby" He laughed His hand loosend up on my throat and i felt Air move into my lung's my body still unable to move again.

"You look like your high baby" I smile up at him pushing myself up on my elbows.

"Kiss me" I whisper as he got faster again putting His hand on my lower back pushing me up and going faster groaning into my mouth as i let my moan's escape.

"I'm gonna cum" He whispered and I move my hip forward and backwards while he helped me to move up and down quickly feeling him fill me up.

[maruke2003]

What are your thoughts on the fact that marauders stans are essentially taking all of Snape’s character traits and shoving them into Regulus

I love this question 👀.

Honestly it's not even the only character they've done it for.

They've taken Snape's spy position and given it to Regulus

They've taken his abuse and neglect story and given it to Sirius. (Not saying Sirius wasn't abused, he was, they just like to take Snape's story and give it to Sirius as if it's his when he himself already has an abusive childhood)

They've taken The Half Blood Prince's book and claimed it was James'

It's stupid. It's delusional. Like you claim you don't like a character and list all their faults and then give it to other characters.

They claim Snape was still a Death Eater/blood supremacist despite defecting because of Lily. He remained in a position to spy on the dark side for almost two decades of his life. And in the process he started believing in her cause. They claim it's bullshit and call him a Neo Nazi or a Wizard Nazi.

But then.

Then they turn around and say Regulus who defected for his house elf, who was a known blood supremacist, who was obsessed with Voldemort, is not a Nazi. "Regulus black was an abused boy who joined the death eaters to take him down from the inside. He was never a blood supremacist. He was in love with James Potter and was friends with all the marauders"... Like girl no.

They also claim that if Regulus was the spy and not Snape and that Regulus taught potions and was head of house he would have been nice to the students, including Harry and Neville and Hermione. No. Snape wasn't nice because the remaining death eaters wouldn't like to hear Snape playing daddy figure to the boy who lived. Or the child to both a known light family and the boy who could have been the chosen one. As well Hermione a muggleborn, need I say more? He couldn't have been nice because of his position. He would have lost it.

Don't even get me started on the whole "James is the Halfblood Prince thing" anyways I've gotten off topic.

Marauder fans/stans know Snape is amazing and badass but because he doesn't fit into their "hot/attractive" ideology he isn't worth it. So they take his entire life, his personality, his accomplishments and give it to his tormentors (not Regulus).

My final opinion is that it's far fetched and ridiculous. Regulus Black decided to defect in a single moment and when he did he died. If Voldemort hadn't used his house elf to plant his horcrux he wouldn't have known any better and nothing would have changed for him.

[jaylienpotter]

Best Friend's Brother

James and Regulus nearly kiss, but Potter can't go behind his best friend's back, and Sirius wouldn't approve of the relationship. Would he...?

Jegulus one shot | 825 words

Their mouths were inches away, yet before their lips touched, James pulled away.

"What?"

"Sorry, I can't. I can't do this."

"Why...? I thought you liked me..." He didn't like him. Potter loved his best friend's brother. That was the problem.

"I do! Merlin, I do... But I can't lose Sirius, Reg... I'm sorry. He's my best friend."

"He doesn't need to know..." Maybe Regulus could keep a poker face but that had never been this marauder's talent. Besides, it felt like treason. They told each other everything - well, almost.

"I can't hide a relationship from my best friend... I don't want to. It's wrong." The cold eyes staring at him didn't show agreement. But quite frankly, it didn't matter. The decision was made. Sirius was there first. He wasn't willing to lose the friendship and brotherhood they built.

Both hearts broke when Regulus turned away and left. James wanted to call for him, but he didn't. He just watched someone he fell in love with walk away. Again. I guess this is my fate.

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"Hey Prongs!" Padfoot sat next to him on the couch, arm around his best friend. "You seem down. Another failed attempt at wooing Evans?"

If only it was Lily Evans.

"No... No, I'm over her." Sirius laughed obnoxiously, not believing a single word.

"Right. You'll be fine, Jamie. So, what happened this time? Serenade? Flowers?"

"It wasn't Evans. Really Pads. I haven't thought of her in a while." Black looked him in the eyes quizzically, trying to figure him out. Potter broke the contact.

"Well. I know you. That pout is one of heartbreak. So if it's not Evans, then who? You got a secret crush you didn't tell me about?"

Silence. One thing was to hide things from Sirius. Another entirely was to lie. They didn't do that to each other.

"You do... Who is it?? Why didn't you tell me?" Because it's your baby brother.

"It doesn't matter, Sirius. It can't happen."

"Why not? Anyone would be lucky to have you!" Beetle eyes stared at the floor, guilt eating him up. Would it be so bad to tell him? I'm not going to act on it anyways. Maybe then it won't be so bad?

"Pads..." You can do this. "It's Regulus. I'm sorry..."

"Regulus my brother...?"

"Do you know another one?" A Potter can't help being cheeky, it was part of their blood, alright?

"Oh. You... Fancy him?" I love him.

"It's more than that. But yes. I do. I didn't want to, Siri... I know how you're protective of him."

"Well... I just don't want him to get hurt."

"Too late for that..."

"What did you do??" The accusing tone should be alarming. It should. But James couldn't bring himself to care.

"More like what I didn't do... We were about to kiss but I stopped it. I know I shouldn't have let it go so far, Pads..."

"Wait so he likes you back...?" All Potter managed to do was nod weakly. Silence settled for a few long seconds. "I don't mind... I mean- it feels odd. And it will take me a while to adjust to the idea but... I know you'll take good care of him. I trust you."

Prongs head turned so fast that his glasses nearly fell. "Wait, you mean it?! You're not mad?"

"Would have preferred if you had told me sooner. But I get it. I just want you to be happy, Jamie. And Reggie. If you want to be together, I'm not going to stop you."

A wide grin plastered on a tanned face and the twinkle in those brown eyes were no longer from unshed tears. Heartbreak immediately fixed, the Gryffindor nearly jumped from excitement.

"You mean I have your permission to date Regulus??"

"Yes. But don't you dare hurt him, Potter! I will kick your arse even if you're my best friend!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Go, I know you're dying to talk to him. We can talk later." He needn't be told twice, up on his feet in a blink.

"Thank you so much, Pads! I love you!"

"You better! And don't you dare replace me for my brother, you hear me?"

"Would never." He smiled and left, taking the map to find the love of his life.

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Black junior was on a hallway when the Gryffindor shouted his name, ran towards him and nearly knocked them both off with an intense kiss.

"I talked to Sirius! He approves of us!" Reg was so surprised from the sudden act that he took a few moments to register.

"You... Wait, repeat."

"I have your brother's blessing to date you. So... Regulus Arcturus Black, will you give me the honour of being your boyfriend?" The Slytherin could pretend to dislike the theatrics, but the little curve of his lips gave it away.

"Hmm... Sure. I can work with that." Potter's grin grew impossibly wider and they kissed again. Passionate, longing, content.

[magswrite]

rolling up bc i just read the most recent chapter of ascendant and we’re FIGHTING mags!!!

as always, jegulus is breaking my fucking heart. regulus is truly so soft in both ecliptic and ascendant; i feel like the war has made so many characters angry and hard but regulus remains so kind and empathetic. him telling james it’s okay to grieve lily and harry while he grieves his own relationship with james??? that was sick and you know it!!! even if we see moments that show how much james loves regulus i can understand why regulus struggles to see it. it’s hard to measure up to memories of the dead and lily is always remembered by everyone in an almost reverent way. meanwhile regulus thinks of himself with such extreme loathing even while james thinks the world of him. and it’s hard to blame james for struggling to openly show his love for regulus when he’s been hurt so many times. these boys need a seminar on communication i fucking swear.

sirius black, my darling, you simply never can catch a break. it kills me that just a few chapters ago sirius was thinking about how regulus very well may self-destruct in the name of atonement and disdain for himself. meanwhile, sirius keeps proving how willing HE is to self-destruct for the people he loves. he really would burn the world to the ground to keep regulus and james safe. he has a chance to be freed from his bond but he’d still rather be subjected to it than risk his brother and (ex-)best friend. I also just genuinely adore his relationships with evan and barty. They may have been regulus’ friends first but they’ve become sirius’ people in such a distinct and fascinating way. regulus may have brought them together but their friendship stands on its own now.

and remus! i’m glad that mary is getting through to him. dumbledore is clearly hiding things from remus and it always felt like dumbledore relied on remus’ gratitude as a reliable weapon in controlling him. his friendship with mary has me in a fucking chokehold; she’s the smartest one out of all these bitches 😤 which, by the way, you’re torturing me with the marylily because i LOVE those girls. i absolutely adore her distrustful nature and hostility towards dumbledore; she KNOWS she’s being used and manipulated. remus really needs to listen to her and start piecing out the parts of the story that don’t make sense. mary seems to be almost running out of grace for remus and his unwillingness to look past what’s right in front of him. can’t even say i blame her; it’s gotta be hard to be the only one seeing past the bullshit colored glasses.

anyways!!! love you and your fic as always mags!!! you said you didn’t mind my asks so i’m back with a vengeance!!!

MORGAN HI!! hello!!

(we're FIGHTING?? oh no. okay 🗡️ i'm prepared.)

i feel like i should be apologizing for jegulus over and over in this fic because they are truly. messes omfg. i keep trying to push them together and have them just be happy, but so far it has not worked 😔. we will see, morgan, but i have faith that all of it will work out

saying that as if i don't know exactly what happens. i'm subject to the whims of my characters i CAN'T HELP IT

listen if there's anything i'm going to make a gryffindor it's self sacrificing. i think to me sirius is a character who is incredibly resilient, and definitely loyal to a fault. sometimes i struggle with ecliptic/ascendant/etc. sirius' particular brand of self-sacrificing, because it feels a little contradictory to what we know his relationship was like with regulus in canon

but i think a lot of it goes into his belief in what is "good" and "bad" in his eyes. james to him really represents the "good" in the world, even though it's very reductive of what james is actually like, and sirius has an intense need to protect that. he had this really intense need to protect regulus as a kid because he was "good" and then regulus was "bad" because he was like their parents, and then he's "good" again when sirius learns he's died betraying voldemort. and this is obviously a really reductive view of the world, but in my head it's why sirius is so stubborn and willing to put himself in harm's way, since he's one of the "bad" ones.

(also, i think barty and evan are really interesting for this reason too, because sirius has no idea where to place them in his little boxes.)

and mary <3 oh my beloved. mary is. absolutely done with everything and i truly can't blame her because dumbledore works hard to make sure nobody in that organization has a proper conversation. but dw, the two of them will get there eventually.

(also marylily i love them but they make my heart hurt.)

[calamitoustide]

Okay, hear me out because I need to share this thought with someone, but 'the prophecy' & 'the bolter' as aromatic James and regulus... (or any of the marauders and co) (it could also just be because I relate to those songs on a aromatic/cupioromantic level and kin james)

oh my god that's just :( but yeah you're right im gonna talk about aroace jeg a lot one second

the prophecy is very much james at least in my head because in my head he wanted all that love stuff he wanted to fall in love so badly and he blamed himself for it a lot he thought he was doing it wrong. He told himself he was in love with lily because he thought that's what love felt like he thought he would force it but he couldn't, and so he was just sitting there with her in his arms praying to any god that would hear him that he would feel something feel the things everyone is telling him he should feel but he doesn't please change the prophecy don't want money just someone who wants my company

and THIS line really sticks out to me as him because he's been waiting. When you're young you don't know what love is, you don't know how to have crushes, but then eventually everyone around you is having those feelings and being in love and you're just not feeling any of it James was waiting but now he's crumbling because everyone else is in love and he just... isn't

and the bolter! that's my boy reg right there and not just because of the drowning symbolism...

Reg doesn't like anything romantic in my head, like he likes holding hands when it's James and only James but the rest is a no for him he doesn't like kissing and he doesn't like anything more it makes him sick. With James he just doesn't feel anything but Reg is completely just repulsed by it

So he's not waiting for signs of soulmates he's scoffing at all his friends and rolling his eyes. He hung onto the idea of cooties for probably much too long but that's just how it was with him

im gonna talk about this part

and I'm saying that this isn't actually all like "romantic" at least not for Reg, because I feel like he gets himself into a lot of situations he doesn't mean to simply because he doesn't think like that

Someone could very obviously want to get in his pants and he's oblivious to the whole thing he never looks at someone and wants to fuck them so he doesn't think anyone ever looks at him like that but they do and so he can be talking to them and then suddenly it hits him and he realizes they're looking for something he really doesn't want to give them so all that "first blush" and roses are really just in the other persons head and not his so he runs and everyone just thinks he's flighty and can't do commitment but he really just can't do any of it

ANYWAY

when jeg meet james finally can have someone who wants his company and someone he knows he doesn't have to force any feelings for someone who is just his and reg knows he doesn't have to run anymore because he knows james isn't looking for anything more, he's just looking for him

[chaosismynamemf]

Here are headcanons bc i decided im not going to wait for someone to ask for them bc im not a wuss PT. 1

I SAID IT BEFORE AND ILL SAY IT AGAIN

REGULUS ARCTURUS BLACK IS REALLY FUCKING TALL

Remus and lily are also pretty tall

James and sirius are short kings

peter's average height and hes chill with that

hes also carries himself really like idk proper? idk. He just unconsciously has really good posture. its so fuckin elegant (Bc you KNOW that shit was drilled into him asap. sirius was the same way i think lol. I think my mans literally trained himself to slouch.)

ALSO- I regulus has autism (ik its a popular hc but idc if its popular i agree with it and i love everyone being nd and gay and pwinpiwnpinqfp I NEED REPRESENTATION ALR??)

Reg also has bipolar disorder and anxiety ptsd and depression

Sirius has bpd and ocd and ptsd bc i have bpd and ocd and i said so

james has adhd

remus has depression and anxiety

peter is the token nt friend lmao once again hes just chillin

hes vv supportive tho and is as helpful as he can be you wont catch him slippin and being ignorant and weird about his friends and they mental illness. Nuh-uh no sir.

Ok so i dunno much about the slytherin skittles or like Marlene, dorcus (is she apart of slytherin skittles?? idk man) ,mary, etc etc

But i see them everywhere in the fandom sooooo yall best be aware ive gotten attached to these fuckers

Marlene

She is SO FUCKIN HOT

Gods

So hot

She could step on me

Her and sirius are besties. Leather jacket duo if you will.

OK BUT REGULUS IN PLATFORMS???

Just thought of that and i am in love

Ugh this man is my everything

i honestly just wanna be his best friend

deadass

but anyways

i actually like the idea of regulus and sirius having similar music tastes and exchanging music reccs

dont come at me lmao

Literally reggie and sirius are just 2 sides of the same coin

this post is getting really fuckin long. BUT IDC

i wanna talk about my VERY MUCH ALIVE AND WELL AND HAPPY gay wizards

i dont know much about other cultures or anything like that.

so im not gonna go willy nilly and assign a bunch of headcanons on race or ethnicity or whatever

but i am TELLING YOU, YEA YOU

my wizard babies were not all white

We can all agree on this yes?

james has a little bump on the bridge of his nose.

And dimples

regulus and sirius getting drunk would either be really really funny or really really depressing

There is no in between

regulus is the type to not heavily drink all too often but when he does? my mans is blackout

the next morning? he dont know shit, legit if he DOES remember anything? hes like "mustve been a funky dream"

Yes regulus says funky

i honestly dont gaf that marauders era is set in like the 70's

Regulus deadass acts like gen Z incarnated, and you wouldnt be able to snatch this from my cold dead hands

even then i wouldnt let go

id wake up to bitch slap you

bitch

ANYWAYS

I think that regulus has like really explosive anger and sirius actually has like the quiet, you know im angry, what'cha gonna do about it?

my logic is that regulus has for the longest time kept all of his emotions and opinions to himself bc he literally couldnt express them because he was barely surviving as is

regulus speaking his mind about anything would be suicide

Now the opposite is for sirius ofc

sirius from pretty early got to scream and shout what he thought and felt until he lost his voice

He got a lot of it out of his system

he hasnt HAD to bottle up enough anger to be explosive

Also jus sayin i set all of this in a everyone lives, nobody dies universe

voldemort is killed in the 1st war because regulus survived the cave and ended up on Order of the phoenix's doorstep bein like

"Let me in, i got sum shit to tell you"

Man's is soaking wet and has a look so intense noone can tell him no

And so my mans joins the order and ends the war MUCH MUCH EARLIER

pop off buddy

love ya, mean it

nobody really trusted him at first

and i mean it

regulus was vv alienated at first (Not by dorcus, but dorcus is only one person and cant keep the caution and disgust and animosity away completely)

and you know what??

He was hurt he was angry he was depressed and he was so so over this shit

So he screamed until he was hoarse and told them to get their heads outta their asses bc he was here to help and here to stay

he knows he fucked up and he is self aware to know that he couldve been called the "bad guy" on many occasions

but that doesnt fuckin matter anymore because hes apart of their little hero club now and he is not being shunned just because he was a dumb kid who made mistakes

long story short my dudes like "SO-if you're going to talk shit, either say it to my face or keep quiet. ight?"

vv quickly after that people choose to keep quiet and actually yknow interact with him and see for themselves that he is not the boogie man hiding under their bed waiting to fuck them over.

I love angry, unhinged, doesnt gaf anymore regulus

Hes been through too much to be calm cool and collected towards people who he doesnt give a shit about (i mean he will but still)

ANYWAYS (can you tell i have adhd? if not i vv much am)

Regulus yanks his school besties (Even and barty) away from voldemort. I think my mans straight up yoinked them.

after the war he reaches out to pandora

this is getting really long so i will make another part lmao

LOOK YOU CANT BLAME ME

these characters couldve been so dynamic and complex

and jkr ROBBED US