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Crunch - Jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 665

CW for discussions of teeth and dentists. No gruesome details, but flagging just in case!

*CRRUUNCH*

James froze mid chew and his eyes went wide as he stared across the table at Sirius, who had also frozen.

“Er, Prongs, that sounded really bad. Was that your tooth?”

James nodded and before his brain could do something stupid, like tell his mouth to swallow, he grabbed a napkin from the middle of the table and spat out the contents.

Dropping into the napkin with some half chewed toast, was what looked suspiciously like a tooth. Or, more accurately, part of a tooth.

“Well, shit.” He muttered.

James, like most normal human beings, in his humble opinion, hated going to the dentist and had he been sat having breakfast by himself, there's a strong chance he would have pretended it hadn't happened. But, Sirius was sat opposite him, giving him a knowing look.

“What are the chances I can convince you to ignore everything you just heard and saw and not tell Reg?” James practically begged.

“Mate, there is no way I am helping you lie to him! I swear he has magic powers, he'll know we're lying instantly and then he'll kill us both.” Sirius laughed. “You're just gonna have to suck it up and get an emergency appointment to get it fixed.”

James groaned and dropped his head to the kitchen table.

2 days later, James was starting to admit he might actually need tomorrow's appointment. The pain was becoming unbearable.

Regulus had come over with some of the strongest painkillers he could get over the counter and had taken a half day at work the next day to take James to his appointment. He had been told he was likely going to need some work done and wouldn't be able to drive because of the nitrous oxide they would administer.

James spent most of the night awake and fretting. Each time he woke up, Regulus stroked his hair and held him until he would drift off again. James was extra grateful for having such a caring and patient partner.

The next morning, an exhausted James and Regulus, were sat in the waiting room, waiting for James to be called through.

When a very bubbly looking nurse came to get him, James looked like he was going to be sick.

“I'll be right here,” Regulus soothed, as he rubbed his thumb over the back of James’ hand. “And as soon as you're done, we're heading straight home and can get back into bed and watch as many episodes of Time Team as you want. Alright?”

James nodded and Regulus kissed him on the good cheek.

James stood up and followed the nurse into the dental surgery.

*

An hour later, a very groggy James was being helped into the passenger seat of Regulus’ car. Mumbling around the cotton wool pads he had stuck in his mouth still.

As Regulus got into the car, James was staring, wide eyed at him.

“Jamie, is everything alright sweetheart?” The last thing Regulus needed was for James to start vomiting. He always had varying reactions to different anesthetics.

“Are you an angel?” James asked softly.

Regulus stifled a laugh. “Sorry?”

“You look like an angel.” James breathed out. “Are you married?”

“No, I'm not. But I do have a boyfriend I'm quite fond of.” Regulus replied, desperately trying to hold in his laughter. He had to remind himself it wasn't James’ fault…but still.

“Pft. If you were my boyfriend, I'd marry you.” Regulus couldn't help the huge grin that spread across his face. “I think it would be really cool to be married to a real angel. You should make sure your boyfriend knows that. I could fight him for your hand.”

“I'll be sure to let him know,” Regulus managed to get out without laughing too hard.

“Good!” James was asleep 3 seconds later.

2 years later, Reg told the story of how James had actually proposed twice and much to James’ chagrin and everyone else's delight, played the video footage of that first, and secretly favourite, proposal.

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register - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 850

cw: blood/injury

The first thing that James noticed when he came to was the smell. Sour, metallic, lined at the edges with something clinical – lemon floor cleaner and piped oxygen.

The thing with blood is, it always seems like there's a lot more of it than there actually is. It's thick, viscous, and not just dark in colour but also opaque. So it doesn't take a lot of blood to pool together and look like there is litres of the stuff, when in reality it's probably only a few ml.

But groggily raising his head and looking down at his own chest, James knew that wasn't what this was. This looked like a lot of blood, not because of those properties, but because there was a lot of blood.

Great gashes had been torn through his shirt into the flesh below, chunks of skin were missing, and blood was slowly oozing its way out of every open wound. He could feel his own heartbeat – too slow, too weak – in every inch of exposed viscera.

A second later, he passed out again, vaguely registering a distant shout. “Shit, he's awake! Someone….” But no further detail reached him, the words sounded muffled, as if he was underwater, but James didn't have the strength to swim to the surface.

Some time later – maybe hours, maybe days – James awoke again. The smell had changed – there was no longer the cloying scent of congealing blood, only the topnotes of hospital. He'd survived, then.

He dared a glance at his chest, now carefully wrapped in bandages. Some kind of salve soaking through in certain spots, vaguely he recalled those spots as having been where the gouges were the deepest.

A voice came from his left - Regulus.

“Jamie! You're awake!” James felt a squeeze to his hand, only now noticing that it had been in Regulus' grasp. “How are you feeling? Let me get your healer.”

“No.” James croaked, voice hoarse from disuse. “Stay.”

“I really should…” Regulus warred with himself, and James fought to tip his head to the side to look at him. He looked… well there was only one word for it. He looked terrible. His perfect hair was in disarray, the bags under his eyes bigger than a Hogwarts trunk. He was pale - even for him - and his eyes were bloodshot. Red around the rim, as if he'd just been crying. “Do you need water?” Regulus hastily conjured a cup and filled it with an aguamenti, pressing it to James’ lips. “Small sips, baby.”

James complied, and a few moments later after his thirst was sated, he cleared his throat to speak. “You look like shit.”

Regulus let out a baffled snort. “Speak for yourself!”

James attempted a grin, but it came out as more of a grimace. His slight, involuntary movements now that he was awake were pulling at his chest. “Did it… was I bitten?”

“No, darling. You were very lucky. You won't have to register.” Regulus sent off a patronus, alerting the healers on the floor that James was awake. “Moony managed to fight them off before they could.” At James' worried expression, he added. “Remus is fine, barely a scratch.”

“And the… the one who did this?” James worried his bottom lip between his teeth.

“He's in ministry holding. They were waiting for you to press charges.”

“What!” James attempted to sit up, but the pain blooming across his chest was too much. Letting out a choked sob, he continued. “No, they can't… I won't! They can't punish a werewolf for acting like werewolves do! It was my fault, I went into his territory. It's not-”

“Shhh. Slow down.” Regulus pressed a finger to James’ lips to calm him. “We'll tell them that.”

The door to the room creaked open to admit a healer, wearing lime green robes. “Ah, Mr Potter. You gave us all quite a scare. Your husband hasn't left your side in a week.”

James turned to Regulus and incredulously mouthed ‘a week’ and Regulus shrugged, an attempt at casual but James could see the tension still held in his shoulders.

“You'll be here for a while longer I'm afraid, you've still got a lot of healing to do.” He busied himself casting spells to let James’ vitals appear in the air, and checked the bandages. “You've not been turned but I rather think you'll develop a taste for your meat a little rarer.”

He pressed a pain potion into James hand, which he gratefully swallowed down and as the relief swept through him he tentatively sat up, Regulus arranging pillows behind his back as he moved.

“I'm sorry I worried you, baby.” James' face had taken on an expression of guilt.

“Worried me?” Regulus almost shrieked. “I was terrified. You're not running with Moony again – I mean it James. I can't go through this again. Promise me.”

James loved spending full moons with Moony and Padfoot, running freely through forest. But one look at the distraught expression on his husband's face – the love of his life – and he could only respond in one way. “Okay. I promise.”

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Forgot to add tags to this bloody thing 🤦‍♀️🤣

Anyways, some shameless self-promotion! Start of a new story! I'll post the link as each new chapter is uploaded. I don't have a schedule yet, but it'll be bi-weekly/weekly-ish.

This is the latest Jegulus piece I am working on. It is a total WIP, so I may change the title as we go.

Part one is now available on AO3, with some minor updates. This will be at least 6 chapters, possible more! Watch this space! Thank you to @sophi-spilled for requesting a part two, so it’s their fault if this goes on for ages 😉

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Regulus Black/James Potter Characters: Regulus Black, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier Additional Tags: Rekindled Romance, Childhood Sweethearts, Summer Romance, Italian sun, Misunderstandings, Alternate Universe - Modern Muggle Setting, Eventual Smut Summary:

James was beyond excited for this trip! He had been panning it for months and nothing was getting in his way. It was going to be two weeks of him, his books and his camera. Doing whatever he wanted with no one vying for his attention or making him do things he didn’t want to do!

At least, that was the plan, until a certain ex appeared out of nowhere. Will James be able to reconcile old with his feelings and make friends with the one person he had been prepared to give his heart to, or is he going to end up reliving all his pain again?

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they had to kill off Charlie because they realized having a lesbian best friend was going to be too liberating for Dean. If charlie was there in season 11 or 12 when Cas hangs out in the bunker and Dean is asking gay hunters what it's like to settle down and he's making him a mixtape, she would've smacked him over the head

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This is the latest Jegulus piece I am working on. It is a total WIP, so I may change the title as we go.

Part one is now available on AO3, with some minor updates. This will be at least 6 chapters, possible more! Watch this space! Thank you to @sophi-spilled for requesting a part two, so it’s their fault if this goes on for ages 😉

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Regulus Black/James Potter Characters: Regulus Black, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier Additional Tags: Rekindled Romance, Childhood Sweethearts, Summer Romance, Italian sun, Misunderstandings, Alternate Universe - Modern Muggle Setting, Eventual Smut Summary:

James was beyond excited for this trip! He had been panning it for months and nothing was getting in his way. It was going to be two weeks of him, his books and his camera. Doing whatever he wanted with no one vying for his attention or making him do things he didn't want to do!

At least, that was the plan, until a certain ex appeared out of nowhere. Will James be able to reconcile old with his feelings and make friends with the one person he had been prepared to give his heart to, or is he going to end up reliving all his pain again?

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*Sharing the completed Attack story in one place*

Chapters: 5/5

Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Regulus Black/James Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin Characters: Regulus Black, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Dorcas Meadowes, Pandora Rosier, Lily Evans, Effie Potter - James and Regulus' daughter, Hippocrates Smethwyck, James Potter has bad dad jokes Additional Tags: Marauders Era (Harry Potter), St Mungo's Hospital (Harry Potter), James Potter is an Auror, Regulus Potter is a teacher, Regulus Black and James Potter are Harry Potter's Parents, Angst with a Happy Ending, Happy Ending Summary:

“You have a choice to make.”

Well, James made his choice. He kissed both his kids goodbye as they slept, shoved some clothes in a bag, and had been staying at Sirius and Remus’ for the last 3 weeks.

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Regulus and James have the fight of their lives, in more ways than one.

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About Raven (that's me!)

Helloooo!

Here is a little bit about me. I'm currently in that scary bracket between 35 and 40. Trying not to think about it too much...

I go by all pronouns (She/He/They) depending on the day and brain space. Most of my friends and family stick to They as apparently it isn't always easy for them to guess based on my, as I believe, very cool dress sense!

I am fully on the spicy brain spectrum, so when I think about the fandoms I'm in, I suddenly realise I have a lot of hyperfocus fandoms and ships, but I am super okay with that.

A few of them though are: Supernatural; Marauders, with a touch of Drarry; Helleva Boss and Hazbin Hotel; The Starless Sea; Hunger Games; SJ Maas Universe; Rebecca Yarros Universe. I'm sure I'll add more as I remember them!

I am currently writing fics for Marauders and Destiel. I possibly will write some Drarry in the future, but nothing concrete yet. Keep watching this space.

I love being in these fandoms, but am very aware of the stigma that comes with being anyway connected to the Harry Potter world. To be very, very clear: FUCK "JAKE HAY ROWLING"! I do not endorse her in anyway. Which is why I am more than happy to make every single character in the HP universe queer in some way!

My music taste is extremely varied, but like any good queer human, I love David Bowie, Blondie, Brandi Carlile, Taylor Swift and Amy McDonald, The Last Dinner Party, Wet Leg and Self Esteem. But will listen to pretty much most genres and artists. I'm always on the lookout for recommendations.

I do have an AO3 and I will start posting my micros and long-form stories there. There will be a fix of ratings and warnings, as I do enjoy delving into the more explicit details from time to time. If you fancy it, drop on by and if you feel so inclined, leave some kudos and/or a comment. You can find me at:

I think that's probably enough to ramble on about for now, but the above is gonna change as I find more things to hyperfocus on!

If you wanna drop me a question, or just say hi, feel free. I love interacting with like minded, Tumblr weirdos.

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childhood friends team freewill au

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Marlene: This date is boring.

Dorcas: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store.

Marlene: Then why did you invite me?

Dorcas: I specifically said "don't come with me" and you said "Fuck you, Meadowes, I do whatever I want" and followed me here

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birthday  - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 870

He'd checked James’ bedroom - empty. Wandered through the lounge into the kitchen - both deserted. And even looked over the grounds of Potter Manor only to find his brother napping under a tree, head in Remus' lap, who was reading a book. There was only one place left to look and, well, James couldn't possibly be in the library, could he? It was summer.

But much to his amazement, as Regulus eased open the heavy oak door into the spacious room, there he was. Hunched over the desk, several scraps of parchment and a half-written essay in front of him. A textbook lay open, and James was running his finger along the words on the page, chewing on the end of a quill.

He cleared his throat and broke the silence. “Have I finally succumbed to the Black family madness, or am I actually seeing James Potter completing his summer homework before August 31st”

James' head snapped up at the Intrusion and a wide grin split his face. “Ah, that's where you've misjudged me. If I get it all done now, I'll be the one laughing in a month's time when Pads is trying to cram it all into one afternoon.”

Regulus crossed the room, and perched on the arm of James’ chair, peering over at the contents of the essay and raising an eyebrow in disdain. “Divination? I forgot you studied that rot.”

“Hey, it's not all rot.” James tilted his head up to drop a kiss against Regulus’ cheek. “It can be interesting, too. I'm doing a birth chart analysis right now, but either I'm reading this wrong, or I ‘may have a concerningly positive response to criticism’”

Regulus chuckled. “For once, I think you're actually doing something right”

James visibly preened and said. “Aww, thanks baby.” Regulus leveled him with a smug smirk, as James’ face dropped and he grimaced. “Ah. I see what you mean.”

“As titillating as this is, are you nearly finished?” Regulus leaned down to whisper directly into James’ ear. “Because my brother is currently asleep outside, Remus is trapped with him, we have this whole empty house to ourselves for another hour at least.” He paused and dropped to a much more sultry tone. “I can think of several much more interesting things we could be doing.” 

James gulped and a flush spread across his cheeks. “I need to do 3 more charts, then I’m done. I’ll do Pads and Moony later, but shall I do you now?”

Regulus grumbled. “I wish you would.”

“Oh, calm down. I know I’m irresistible.” He gave a cheeky wink, and Regulus playfully smacked him round the head. “I assume you were born in London? What time?”

Shaking his head, Regulus responded “Around 11pm, I think. Not sure on the exact minute, Mother didn’t deign to record that information.”

“That’s fine, it’s close enough. Might affect your ascendant but….” James trailed off as he scribbled down the information. “And it's just occurred to me that I should probably already know this, your birthday is….?”

Flatly, Regulus replied “July 30th.”

“Ok, perfect. So that makes you a Leo, with an Aries rising and Pisces moon.” James began flicking through his astrology textbook, running his finger along lines on certain pages and making haphazard notes on a piece of parchment. After a minute of this, he paused and his face contorted into puzzlement. He raised his head to look Regulus in the eye.

“Wait… July 30th is your birthday?”

“Pretty sure, yeah.” Regulus shrugged casually. “Has been my whole life.”

“But- but that was yesterday? You didn't tell me? Sirius didn’t tell me?”

Regulus sighed. “I asked him not to.”

“But… Why?”

“It’s…” Regulus paused, thinking about what he could say. “I don't really do birthdays”

James gestured for Regulus to elaborate, so he took a deep breath and continued.

“At Grimmauld, birthdays were…” Regulus wrung his hands as he considered his next words. “I was always stuffed into these frilly dresses and elaborate hairstyles to be paraded around in front of ‘eligible young men’. I'd have to sit and open gifts of- of hair bows, more dresses, fucking… embroidery sets and plaster this fake smile on my face the whole time. It was… it was a lot. I don't have to do that now, I don't have to do anything. So I didn't.”

“Oh, baby.” James tugged Regulus down from the arm of the chair and seated him sideways across his lap. “I’m so sorry you had to go through all that.”

“It’s… well it’s not okay, but it is what it is. It’s over now.” Regulus tucked his head onto James’ shoulder.

“But still, I wish I’d have known. I’d have given you such a good birthday.”

“You did, Jamie.” Regulus peered through his lashes at James, and sighed wistfully. “I got to sit in the sun and finish a novel, I spent time with my boyfriend, and I got to eat your mothers frankly decadent cooking. Sirius even snuck in my room at midnight and split a cupcake with me, like he used to when we were kids. And nobody tried to put lipstick on me even once. It was the best birthday I’ve ever had.”

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husband - wolfstar raising harry - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 210

“D’you ever feel like we’re doing a shit job with Harry?” Remus asked thoughtfully as he washed the dishes in their little cottage, turning to look at Sirius.

Sirius laughed. “At least once a day. But I know James would be proud of us, and that’s all that matters. Why?”

“Because today, when I took him to the store to get more milk, Harry insisted on being the one to give the person the money, like he usually does, you know,” Remus started to explain.

Sirius nodded, smiling fondly at the way his Godson loved to be the one to present the bills to the store clerks. 

“Well, the man at the register was impressed…I’m assuming he doesn’t often get four-year-olds buying milk. So he said, ‘Oh, my wife and I have a son about your age and he doesn’t know how to handle money yet!’” Remus went on.

“But that’s good, isn’t it?” Sirius asked, confused. “We’ve raised him to be pretty independent, I think…”

“Oh, I’m not done,” Remus replied darkly. “Then, Harry goes. ‘You mean husband. Boys have husbands, and girls have wives. Right?’”

Sirius stared, unblinking, for several seconds, before he burst out laughing. “Oh, Merlin. I think we forgot to tell him about straight people.”

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holy - july 30 - jegulus - @taylorswiftmicrofic - word count: 274 - cw: religious trauma - inspired by guilty as sin

Regulus had been raised in the Church. Brought to Mass since before he could walk, forced to listen to fire-and-brimstone sermons that detailed the pits of a hell he was terrified of ending up in.

He thrived in the routine of it all. The clear expectations. His Mother’s praise, every time he did something good, made him feel worthy.

Until he turned eleven.

That was when he had his first dream.

It was unclear. A mess of images and emotions he didn’t understand, clips of things happening without a start or finish. But the yearning. 

The boy.

He hated himself.

He did what he knew: Confessed, studied the Bible, listened with rapt fascination as the priest spoke, and tried, over and over, to overcome. To stop feeling this way.

He didn’t. 

He turned inward, went through years of hating his very soul. How could he be so guilty of such an atrocity? How, when all he wanted was to be good?

And then–James Potter.

He tried.

He tried so hard to stay away.

But James was the sun, so warm and safe, the opposite of the cold prison of his destructive mind that he’d been trapped in for years. How was the devil so much kinder than his mother ever had been?

He cried into his arms, so confused about how something that felt so right could be so wrong.

But when their lips touched for the first time, he knew:

They were wrong. 

This, their love, the way James held him close and whispered adoring reassurance into his ear, making him feel seen…this was holy.

He would choose this a thousand times over.

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If you’re the kind of person who saves artist’s work on Tumblr and posts it to Facebook/elsewhere without permission even knowing that artists don’t tend to appreciate that, you’re a selfish little c*nt and I hope you get scabies thanks for coming to my Ted Talk

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Trip - Jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - Word count: 847

James was beyond excited for this trip! He had been panning it for months and nothing was getting in his way.

Not the fact that he had to leave his perfectly trained puppy with Sirius, knowing FULL well he wouldn't be trained when he got home.

Not the fact that he had had to navigate Heathrow and the thousands of other holiday goers.

Not even the fact that he had been stuck on a plane for 6 hours and then a bus for another hour and a half. It was all worth it.

As he walked up the small street to the villa he had rented for the fortnight, he felt a sense of calm come over him.

It was going to be two weeks of him, his books and his camera. Doing whatever he wanted with no one vying for his attention or making him do things he didn't want to do!

Bliss!

*

After a quick shower, James grabbed his phone and his camera and headed out to watch the sunset from the Scogliera di Macoti. It was one of the main reasons for booking this particular villa.

The view was stunning. James took a minute to do a quick check in with Sirius and to get his pupdate, and then he just sat on the edge of the cliffs watching the sunset as the waves rolled by under him. Bliss.

“Mi scusi?” A softly spoken voice behind called out and James turned around to see one of the most beautiful men he had ever seen in his life. He had soulful grey eyes, black chin length curly hair and alabaster skin that seemed to glow in the light of the setting sun.

There was something about the gorgeous creature before him that James found comfortingly familiar and his breath was taken away.

The man gave him a puzzled look. “Lei parla Inglese?”

James blinked. “Sorry?”

“Oh,” the man said with a slight chuckle. “So, you do speak English then?”

“Yeah, sorry. Hi.” James scrambled to his feet.

“Hi.” The man was smiling, but giving James the oddest look, like he was trying to place him. “I'm sorry to interrupt your evening. I was going to ask you for directions, but-” The man paused. “I'm sorry, but, have we met?”

James blinked again. “Er, I don't think so.” He replied and before he could stop himself, his mouth ran away with him. “I'm pretty sure I'd remember meeting an angel.”

The man chuckled and blushed slightly, as James smacked himself on the forehead and brushed his hands down his face.

“Sorry,” he apologised. “I didn't mean to say that part out loud.” James groaned at himself.

“It's okay.” The man was chuckling. “I'm pretty sure I'd remember meeting you as well, but your face seems so familiar. Oh well. I'm Regulus.” The man held his hand out, but James’ eyes widened.

Regulus wasn't a very common name, but there was no way.

James watched as Regulus slowly dropped his hand and started shifting his feet, looking awkward.

“Sorry,” he mumbled and started to turn.

“Wait!” James shouted, startling the other man. “This is gonna sound mad, but, is your surname Black?”

Regulus squinted at him. “James?” He whispered.

When James nodded, Regulus’ eyes blew wide.

They stood staring at each other for the longest time.

It had been 16 years since they last saw each other.

James was 17, Reg was 16 and his parents had whisked him away, back to France when Sirius had run away to live with James and his parents.

They'd had no warning. One moment they were saying a hurried and passionate goodbye before their respective parents had picked them up for the summer holidays and the next, James was being told by Sirius that he'd had a letter saying he was disinherited and neither he, nor that Potter disgrace were to contact Regulus ever again. James thought he'd lost him for good.

“Of all the gin joints,” James chuckled quietly.

Regulus just kept staring.

“Did you want to get a drink?” James asked.

Regulus seemed to come to. “Yeah, I would like that.”

They started walking back towards the buildings and as they approached the street James was staying down, they both spoke at the same time.

“Did you want to-”

“You go.”

James held his hand up and indicated to Regulus to speak.

Regulus visibly gulped. “I know this might seem forward, and it isn't meant to be, but I'd love to catch up not in a loud bar and I'm staying just down here.” Regulus pointed down James’ street and James let out a laugh, catching Regulus off guard.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh, but, you'll never guess where I'm staying.” Regulus looked puzzled and James pointed at the villa directly opposite the one Regulus had pointed at.

“Well, how very serendipitous,” Regulus smirked.

James smirked back. “I do love a good twist of fate.”

Yes, James thought to himself as he followed Regulus into his villa, this was going to be an excellent trip.

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Typical - Jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - Word count: 1,251.

Final part! Hopefully, this is worth all the angst I've put you through!

Regulus’ knees buckled under him and Sirius grabbed him before he fell down.

“Still falling for me then?” James quirked from where he was partially propped up in his hospital bed.

Ignoring the shit joke, Regulus ran to his husband’s side and flung himself at him, causing James to make an oof sound, but Regulus was sobbing almost hysterically as James wrapped his arms around him and tried to soothe him.

“Shh, baby. It wasn’t that bad a joke,” James quipped again.

“Typical bloody Prongs.” Sirius’ voice sounded thick as he spoke. He was clearly crying too. “Only you could have a near death experience and then start cracking shit dad jokes.”

“Hey, my jokes are great!” James defended, as he continued to hold Regulus. “Harry and Effie love them.”

“That’s because they’re 5 and 3.” There was a pause above him, Regulus figured Sirius and James were having a silent conversation, but Regulus still had his face buried in James’ chest. “Speaking of your beautiful kids. I’m going to let them and the others know you’re awake.”

Regulus heard the door close and could hear Healer Smethwyck talking to James, but he wasn’t fully paying attention. He heard the words extremely lucky young man, but not much else. A few minutes later, the door opened and closed again.

Regulus was still gripping onto the front of James’ hospital gown, feeling James run his hands up and down Regulus back and in his hair.

“I’m sorry,” James whispered.

Regulus looked up, his eyes almost glued together with the volume of tears weighing them down.

“I thought I’d lost you.” Regulus whimpered.

“I know and I’m so, so sorry for putting you through that, Reggie.” James had tears in his own eyes now.

Regulus pushed himself up closer and held James’ face in his hands and passionately kissed his husband. Trying to convey all his love into it.

After what felt like an eternity, Regulus pulled back a few centimeters and stared deeply into James’ eyes. “If you ever, ever put me through something like that again, I will kill you myself, do you understand me, Potter?”

James beamed up at him. “Understood.”

Then Regulus smashed their lips together again.

“Then, Auntie Lily bought me a chocolate bar and it was thiiiiiiis big!” Effie threw her arms out to the sides and stretched with all her might. She had been sat on James’ lap babbling away for a good twenty minutes, seemingly no longer bothered by the fact they were in a hospital. Harry, however, hadn’t said a word since Sirius and Remus had appeared with them. He just sat on Regulus’ lap, snuggled into his Papa’s shoulder and sucking his thumb. He hadn’t done that in over a year.

James looked over at his son and his heart was sore. Reg had filled him in on what had happened and what Harry may have seen, but definitely heard and James was worried he had scarred his son for life.

Eventually, Effie stopped talking and gave a huge yawn.

“Right, Princess, I saw that one.” Remus said from his spot in one of the chairs on the opposite side of the bed Regulus was sat on. “Time to get you home.”

“I want to stay with Daddy,” Effie whined, sticking her bottom lip out.

“Daddy is very tired too, Princess.” James yawned, with some exaggeration. “Why don’t you let Uncle Moony and Uncle Padfoot take you home now, then you can come back in and see me tomorrow?” Effie didn’t seem to be placated, so James went in with the big guns. “You can bring your colouring books and pens in and we can colour for ages!” Bullseye. Effie’s eyes widened and then she flung her arms around James’ neck, gave him a very wet kiss and started trying to scramble off the bed.

Remus picked her up and gave James a quick hug of his own. Sirius hugged him next, slightly longer, then he signalled to Harry.

“Come on, little Bug. Time to get you home too.”

Harry made to move off of Regulus’ lap, but James needed to speak to him.

“Hold up, Harry,” James said, pushing himself back up in his bed.

Harry stopped, but he didn’t look at him. James tried not to cry, but he needed Harry to know he was going to be okay. He needed to see his son look at him without fear in his eyes.

James looked up at Regulus and silently pleaded with him. Regulus smiled softly at him.

“Sirius, do you mind waiting out in the hallway?” Regulus asked.

Sirius nodded and left the room.

Regulus stood up with Harry still in his arms and sat on the edge of the bed, shifting Harry so that James could see his face, but Harry was trying to bury it in his Papa’s shoulder again.

“Harry,” James spoke softly, not wanting to spook him. “Papa told me that you were here when the alarms went off.” Harry gave a tiny whimper and James reached out to him and ran his fingers through his hair. “It must have been very scary, Harry and I am really sorry you had to see that.”

“Papa screamed,” Harry whispered.

Regulus blinked slowly and bit down on his bottom lip. “Yes, I did and I am also sorry that I scared you.”

“Papa was really scared as well and it’s okay to be scared. It was a scary moment.” James continued stroking Harry’s hair, but he gripped one of Regulus’ hands as well. Comforting them both. “But I’m going to be fine. The Healer’s have all said I’m going to be okay and in a couple of days, I can come home.”

Harry was crying and sniffing, but he did finally look up at James. “Do you promise?”

“I do promise, Harry, I do,” James said emphatically. “And I have another promise. This is the last time Daddy will get hurt at work because I don’t do that job anymore. The only time I will get hurt at work is if you or Effie jump on me too hard.”

Harry looked confused, his little brow furrowing. “What do you mean?”

“Well,” Regulus joined in. “Daddy has decided that he wants to be at home with you and Effie, all the time. Which means, Daddy only has one job now and that is being your Daddy.”

Harry swallowed and wiped his eyes. “Okay.” He then crawled out of Regulus’ lap and into James’.

James wrapped his arms around Harry and they held onto each other tightly. James kissed Harry’s head through all his curls and let a couple of tears fall.

“Come on then, Bug.” Regulus took Harry back and carried him out to Sirius, who was still waiting in the corridor.

“See you tomorrow, Bug.” James called out and Harry waved to him.

Regulus came back a couple of minutes later and laid down on the bed next to James. James slid down to lie with him and they held each other for the longest time.

No one came to send Regulus home and woe betide anyone who did really, his husband knew too many curses for his own good.

Eventually, they both started to drift off to sleep and James had one last waking thought before he did drop off.

“See, it’s you and me, Reggie.”

“You and me.” Regulus replied.

They both fell asleep, knowing that they were going to be okay.

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Grave - Jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - Word count: 799

*Content Warning for mentions of vomiting*

PART 4

“It’s okay, Reggie, bring it all up.” Sirius’ voice echoed through the hospital bathroom as he rubbed Regulus’ back.

Regulus hated public bathrooms. He couldn’t pee in them, let alone kneel on the floor and hold onto one as he brought up bile and the small amount of water Sirius had managed to get down him.

But here he was.

His eyes were shut tight, but he could still see the flashing of the red light, and his ears were ringing with the shrill sound of the alarms and Harry’s screaming.

Harry.

Regulus pushed himself upright. “Sirius, where is Harry?” He asked in a panic.

“Shh, don’t worry.” Sirius replied. Ceasing his soothing rubbing, but holding Regulus in place by pushing down on his shoulders.

“Sirius,” Regulus snapped.

“Reg, you are no good to him right now.” Sirius said firmly, but with no venom. “Remus has him and took him back out.”

“How did he even get back here?” Regulus questioned.

Sirius sighed. “I’m so sorry that he did, Reg. He wanted to see you and he was getting so agitated he was setting Effie off. So when Pandora and Lily arrived, they offered to watch Effie, and Remus brought Harry through. When the alarms started, Harry bolted from our sides and ran to the room.” Sirius looked so guilty as he paused. “I know it doesn’t fix anything, but I really don’t think he saw anything. I think it was all the noises that caused him to cry out like that.”

Regulus was relieved but still felt heartbroken that Harry had potentially witnessed James like that.

James.

“Sirius, I can’t-I can’t lose-” Regulus spun back around and vomited again.

The thought of James not being here anymore was making Regulus’ heart break. He knew he wouldn’t survive it. He also knew that that was a horrid thought and feeling, because it would not be fair on Harry or Effie. But Regulus and James were soulmates. Hadn’t James said that when they had first gotten together?

“You and me, Reggie,” James whispered to him, as they sat under a large oak tree, the chattering sounds of the classmates behind them. “We’re meant to be together.”

“How do you know that, Jamie?” Regulus whispered back, not able to look James in the eye, instead, playing with a blade of grass. “We’re just kids.”

James lifted Regulus’ chin up and kissed him lightly. “Because we’re soulmates, duh.”

James said it like it was the easiest thing in the world to say. Regulus gaped back.

“You’re not serious?” He asked, completely caught off guard.

“As the grave.” James replied. “And I know that you don’t really believe in-”

“I do!” Regulus declared, grabbing James’ face in both his hands. “I do believe in them!”

“But you said-”

“I know what I said and I thought I believed it, but that was before you.” Regulus blushed at his admission but he willed himself to keep looking at his boyfriend.

“See. It’s you and me, Reggie. Until we’re over a hundred and we pass peacefully in our sleep, holding on to each other.” James beamed at him.

“You and me.” Regulus repeated.

“You and me,” Regulus mumbled as he sat back on his heels. He felt himself going numb.

“Reg, I’m not going to sit here and tell you everything is going to be fine, because I can’t promise you that. I’m not a Healer. But whatever happens, you are not alone, do you hear me?”

Regulus felt the tears falling down his face, but he couldn't react.

“Regulus, Sirius, are you still in there?” Dorcas’ voice asked, as she knocked on the bathroom door.

“Yeah, Cas,” Sirius called back.

“You need to come out, Healer Smethwyck needs you.”

Regulus was frozen to the spot. He wasn’t ready to be told that James had died. Whilst he was sat on this floor, his husband was still alive.

Sirius took a deep breath and pushed himself up off the floor, holding his hands out. “Come on, Reggie.”

Regulus looked up, “I can’t.” He whispered.

“Yes, you can.” Sirius pulled him to his feet and cast a quick freshening charm on him.

Sirius gripped his hand and held on to it as they walked out into the corridor and back down to James’ room.

Dorcas hadn’t waited for them, she was stood outside the room talking to one of the Healer’s, but they had their backs to Regulus, so he couldn’t see their expressions.

As they neared the door, Regulus slowed down and took a couple of deep breaths. Preparing himself to say goodbye to James, and then have to go and tell Harry and Effie that Daddy wouldn’t be coming home.

He breathed out slowly and stepped into the room.

“Hello love.”

END OF PART 4

[ravencp86]

Hello! I am loving your writing! Do you have anything posted on ao3 or somewhere similar that you have written? I’d love to read more of your Jegulus!

Hey! Thank you so much! That means a lot, it really does! I'm glad you're loving the stories!

I've actually only just started sharing my writing in the last couple of weeks, so haven't posted anything to my AO3 yet. But...I am planning on positing these parts up soon, as one whole story and probably expanding on them.

I also have some other short Jegulus fics that I will be posting there as part of the Jeggyverse Bingo in the next few months, so watch this space!!

😊💜