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Decorating / Jegulus / Day 7 / Jegumas - @noblehouseofgay

The record player blares with jolly muggle christmas music as James sits on his bed untangling lights as Regulus is by the fire place, hanging up a garland and some ornaments.

"Hows it going over there love?" Regulus asks looking back towards James.

"I untangle something, and another part gets more tangled." James whines as Regulus smiles s little, waving his want and using a spell to untangle the lights easily.

James puts his hands on his face and throws himself back onto the bed with a groan. Regulus walks over to him and lays next to james. Both of them forgetting about the decorating that was supposed to be happening.

Regulus gives a peck to James' cheek and snuggles into his side, sighing as James returns the peck to the top of Regulus' head.

"I'm tuckered we deserve a nap." James says and Regulus laughs agreeing with him before climbing under the covers and getting comfortable.

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Father Christmas - Dec. 2nd - word count: 415 - @wolfstarmicrofic

Sirius Black and Remus Lupin sat by the fire. 

The older boy was sprawled lazily across a couch, legs hanging over the side, while the other boy perched on the edge, engrossed in a book.

Then James Potter burst in, decked out in a red robe that looked like it had been pilfered from Professor Slughorn’s wardrobe, a fake beard askew on his face, and a lumpy sack slung over his shoulder.

“Ho, ho, ho!” James bellowed, voice slightly muffled by the crooked beard.

Remus looked up from his book. “What on earth-?”

“I am Father Christmas!” James declared, waving a hand. “Come to spread holiday cheer and… uh… love!”

Sirius smirked. “Prongs, you look like a rejected garden gnome.”

“Silence, non-believer!” James barked. “I come bearing gifts for all those who are honest about their feelings!”

The werewolf pinched the bridge of his nose. “This is going to be painful, isn’t it?”

“Oh, no. This is going to be magical,” the glasses-wearing boy replied, dropping the sack and pulling out a large sprig of mistletoe, which, after being released, hovered ominously above Remus and Sirius.

The dog animagus squinted up at it. “Subtle.”

“It’s enchanted!” James announced proudly. “You’re trapped until you confess your undying love for each other!”

“I beg your pardon?!”

“You heard me!” The deer animagus said, hands on his hips. “I’m doing this for your own good. Everyone knows you two fancy each other except for you.”

“Prongs,” Sirius drawled, “you’re wearing a tablecloth and a fake beard. I’m supposed to take this intervention seriously?”

Remus stood, shaking his head. “This is ridiculous. I’m leaving.”

He tried to walk away, but the mistletoe pushed him back, depositing him on the couch with a loud thump.

“See?” James said, delighted. “It works.”

“You’re a menace to society,” the oldest boy muttered, though he didn’t try to move from his chair.

“Just say it!” The costumed boy cried, exasperated. “You love him, he loves you, we can all move on and be jolly!”

Remus buried his face in his hands. “I hate you.”

“Do you, though?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm,” the long-haired boy mused. “I dunno, Moony. Maybe he’s got a point.”

The dirty blonde blinked. “What?”

“Maybe I do fancy you,” Sirius said casually.

Remus turned toward his friend disbelievingly. “You’re joking.”

The noiret smirked. “No, I’m Sirius.”

“Fuck you.”

“Are you offering, Moons?”

“YES!!” James crowed, leaving the room. “Well, it appears my work is done here, gents. Remember to use protection!”

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Enchanted

A Drarry Microfic ~ 75 words

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Draco won.

He won.

No, no, not the match.

That he lost horribly, he'd barely even looked for the snitch.

No, he won life.

Because Potter just asked him on a date.

And Draco was trying desperately not to fall from his broom.

There was an upset from the crowds, shouts that Draco had been hexed.

Draco felt a smile play out on his lips.

Enchanted, he wanted to correct them.

Draco had been enchanted.

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next - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 277

"You like me."

The whisper ripped through Regulus's entire body, pulling shivers through his spine and making him want to hiss with desire. "No," he murmured calmly, holding his chin high.

"You want me," James Potter continued confidently, taking one step closer to him.

He wanted to pounce. To launch himself onto the other boy and connect their lips in a fury of kisses, to press him completely against the wall, make scratches into his skin as he sucked marks into his neck. "No," he sneered, rolling his eyes.

"Then why are you here?" James asked softly, a bit of confidence leaving him, genuine curiosity remaining.

"I-" Regulus's entire body was aflame. He stood on the balls of his feet, unsure if he wanted to run or move forward, even as James took another hesitant step.

"Why are you here, Regulus?" James repeated a bit angrily, gesturing around to the hidden room they were standing in.

"Because for some stupid reason, I can't stay away from you!" he shouted desperately, throwing his hands out with his confusion and rage. "No matter what I do, I can't stop thinking about you! It's infuriating!"

James took another step forward, eyes shining, bringing them almost chest-to-chest. "Regulus."

"Yes?" he asked, blinking back tears, both eager and terrified to hear what James might say next.

"I'm going to kiss you now. Okay?" James asked gently, one hand moving to caress his cheek.

"Alright," he choked out, nodding eagerly, his entire body singing with relief that he finally had admitted what he wanted.

And with that, he allowed his fear and hesitation to melt away as he fell into James's waiting arms.

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"I didn't know you were here"

"No! please don't go.."

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Fleamont Potter who makes a plan the day he takes in Sirius Black as his own son in 1975.

Fleamont Potter who waits until James makes Regulus his son-in-law to make a heartwarming “father-of-both-grooms” speech at their wedding reception.

Fleamont Potter who leaves said wedding reception to go find Orion Black in his swanky members-only billiards hall—saying:

“Hello, my name is Fleamont Potter. You abused my kids, Sirius & Regulus. They’re fine now, but the same can’t be said for you.”

& then breaks Orion’s kneecap in with his own pool cue.

[The vision]

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4th year I think for exactly 1 year Sirius was the tallest amongst them.

do not repost my art.

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Reindeer - @noblehouseofgay - Word Count - 179 - 25 days of Jegumas

Regulus was standing in the kitchen waiting for their hot chocolate to finish up when he heard a loud giggle then Harry talking loudly to James.

"Daddy its you.. its you" Harry yelled from the living room.

"It is Haz" James chuckled.

Of course by now he had grown curious to what they were looking at. He stalked toward the boys who sat on the carpet wrapped in fuzzy blankets. The fire under the tv crackling loudly.

Regulus let out a loud laugh when he noticed they were watching Rudolf the red nose reindeer. Harry was wiggling his little feet from under the covers as he laughed at the movie.

"Papa its daddy" Harry yelled again but this time staring at Regulus.

"Oh it is" He laughed moving down onto his knees to give a kiss to Harrys temple, then placing an even softer kiss to James's lips.

"The hot cocoa should be done any minute" He smiled still on his knees next to the two boys.

"Cocoa" Harry yelled before bursting into an even bigger fit of giggles.

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So,,,, ended up colouring and cleaning this one a lil whoopsie

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Prompt: Hot Chocolate | @wolfstarmicrofic | Words: 50

They'd thrown marshmallows, seeing who could get them into Remus' mug. Sirius had won, though the floor caught the most. Sighing, Remus watched as the mallows melted away before he could finish drinking.

He'll think of this day again, as Sirius dies in front of him; good things never last.

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Professor Remus Lupin on platform 9 ¾ before he boards the train to Hogwarts.

Lupin is one of my absolute favorite HP characters, so it was about time I drew him!<3

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Presents - wolfstar - server microprompt challenge - word count: 286

“Moons?”

Sirius’s heart thudded in his chest as he whispered to the taller boy, a sick feeling of guilt eating at his stomach. 

“What’s up, Sirius?” Remus asked, looking up as he lay on a couch in the Common Room and read a book. His voice was gentle and kind, and it just made everything so much worse.

Sirius sighed. He felt awful. Every part of him wanted to fall onto his knees and beg for forgiveness, even though he knew logically that he didn’t have to. “I…” Why couldn’t he just say it?

“Is everything okay?” the taller boy asked, sitting up and placing his book to the side. His eyes were full of concern, and he obviously sensed Sirius’s distress.

“Yeah,” Sirius whispered, though it wasn’t. “I just..” He sat next to Remus and spat out the words he’d been trying to say for weeks. “I can’t afford to get anyone presents for the holidays this year. Because my parents disowned me after I ran away, you know. But I wanted you to know it’s not because I don’t care-”

He was cut off by Remus’s lips pressing gently to his own. The kiss was sweet and soft, and he could feel the love and understanding pouring off of his boyfriend in waves. Sighing, he melted into the calming touch.

After a few moments, Remus pulled back. “I’ll give you double, then,” he said, grinning.

Sirius rolled his eyes, trying to hide the tears that had formed there, and sent the taller boy a watery grin. “That doesn’t even make sense, Remus.”

“I don’t care. You deserve them.”

Sighing with happiness, Sirius just leaned forward and allowed Remus to pull him into his arms.

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Coffee

"Bottle" - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 407 words

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"Reggie, I'm grabbing a Dr. Pepper, do you want a bottle?"

Regulus didn't look up from his book. "No, James is bringing me a drink."

"What?" Remus gave him an uncertain look. "How do you know? Your phone's been dead all day."

"It's 4:15," Regulus pointed out. "James got off at 4. He'll come here after work, but he'll stop at the coffee shop on the way and get us both coffees. Yours, too, and SIrius's if he knows he's here."

"He knows," Sirius spoke up. "'Cause I text him earlier. But no one's mentioned coffee."

Regulus knew what he was talking about. "No one had to mention it."

"Are you sure I shouldn't just call him?" Remus asked. "Just to - look, I know James is great, but he isn't psychic, Reg."

"Wait ten minutes," Regulus told him. "You'll see."

Remus exchanged a glance with Sirius that Regulus ignored. "I'm seeing unrealistic expectations, but okay. Have it your way."

Nine minutes later, the door opened. Regulus smiled.

"Hey, I brought caffeine!" James announced, walking into the bookshop. He kissed the top of Regulus's head before handing him his cup. "How's your day been?"

"Slow," Regulus replied, smirking at Remus. "Which was nice. I finished that book I showed you yesterday."

Remus took his drink with a faintly confused look. "Thanks. Did you - did Regulus text you earlier?"

"No," James replied, handing Sirius's over. "I kind of thought his phone might have died, actually. I tried to text you," he directed that last one to Regulus, who winced.

"Yeah, I forgot to charge it. Sorry," he apologized.

"It's alright." James smiled at him, settling on the arm of his chair. "What are you reading now?"

Regulus turned the book so James could see the cover. "Remus didn't think you loved me enough to get me coffee."

James frowned, looking at his friend. "What?"

"Not what I said," Remus defended himself. "I just wasn't sure you would know that Reg wanted coffee when he hadn't actually told you. That's all."

"He was very sure of it, though," Sirius chimed in. "Did you plan it this morning?"

"Oh." James shrugged. "Not really. But I told him that I got off at four today, and he's here 'til six, so it was pretty obvious."

Regulus smiled, leaning against James. "I love you."

"I love you, too." James grinned at him. "So much."

"I know," Regulus replied, and it was true.