#someone find a name for regulus and lily

[aludraslytherin]

*In the Afterlife*:

Lily : James look ! Severus is here ! He's gonna take Harry an-...

James : Hug your dead body.

Marlene : Leave the house, abandoning your crying one-year-old alone with your body.

Evan : After looking at him with disgust.

Dorcas : And purposefully kicking James's body.

Lily :

Lily : As soon as he enters the Afterlife I will break his nose.

Regulus : And kick him so hard that his ribs will be left in crumbs !

[kjhbsies]

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James Potter x Slytherin!reader

synopsis: James Potter is in a secret relationship with Y/N, but things spiral when someone mistakes Regulus Black for Y/N’s boyfriend and spreads the rumor around Hogwarts. How far will he go before he can’t take it anymore?

wordcount: 2, 376

note: 16+ fluff.

part II. part III.

He was in Gryffindor— the golden boy, Quidditch captain, and this year's Head Boy. She was a Slytherin— sharp-tongued, keen, and entirely off-limits.

James Potter had a reputation to maintain, and people finding out that you and him were dating would spark nasty rumors, ones that could damage both of your standings. So, one night, hidden in the shadows behind one of the castle's staircases, he proposed that you two keep your relationship a secret.

You immediately agreed. You'd never hear the end of it if someone knew, anyway.

But right now, you were perched on James's lap, your back pressed against the cold walls of an unused classroom. The boy kissed you with hunger, like he hadn't seen you for months.

"Missed you so much, love." He murmured against your lips, hands snaking at the nape of your neck, pulling you impossibly close.

You smiled into the kiss, fingers tangling on his messy curls. "We were just in the same class not an hour ago."

"Details, details," He hummed, fingers creeping dangerously close to the hem of your skirt.

Sure, the two of you shared classes. But between the rift of the two houses— Gryffindor and Slytherin— you two were only reduced to stolen glances, shared smirks behind textbooks, fleeting brushes of fingers as you two passed by each other. Moments that meant everything, but looked like nothing, especially under the watchful eyes of his rowdy friends.

The same group that made a habit of declaring an absolute hatred for your house. Who never missed a chance to sneer at Lucius Malfoy or mock Severus Snape. Who would lose their minds if they found out that James Potter, of all people, was sneaking around with a Slytherin girl.

It all happened at last year's Yule Ball after party. Everyone was beet drunk, sneaking in a couple of firewhiskey and muggle beers and alcohols. You found James pissed drunk, staggering through the rose bush before puking out.

You were just trying to get some fresh air, having been suffocated in a room full of intoxicated young adults. You found him slumped against the stone bench, suit disheveled, crown of the night askew.

"Such an unexpected act from a Slytherin like you," James threw a lopsided smirk when you handed him a bottle of water that you just conjured.

"And such an expected act from a Gryffindor like you. So reckless and annoying." You muttered, rolling your eyes at him.

You expected him to leave you alone after that. Act like nothing happened.

But he didn't.

After that night, James couldn't stop seeing you— even when you weren't looking his way. Couldn't help noticing the twist of your mouth when you read, or how you sat in the far corner of the library where the sun always hit the table just right.

You knew who he was. Everyone did. The James Potter. The boy who pined after Lily Evans for six years. So, yes, you were skeptical. You thought it was a prank. A bet. Some stupid Gryffindor game orchestrated by his infamous friends.

But then weeks passed. Months. And he kept showing up. With books. With sweets. With flushed cheeks and sincere eyes. He started learning the little things about you— like how you tie your shoelace twice, or how you hummed when you were stressed.

And eventually, you gave in.

Honestly, your dating life was surprisingly good. Shocking, even. James turned out to be nothing like what you'd expected. He was thoughtful, passionate, and stupidly charming. He made you laugh. Made you feel seen. The problem was... well, it was a secret.

You weren't famous, per se. Sure, many people knew of you— top of your year, Slug Club regular, often praised by professors. But your name didn't echo towards the halls— not in a way that James's did. Which was fine. You liked it that way.

Most people would never expect you to be James Potter's secret lover. And that was fine, too. You were secure in yourself. Let them think what they want.

But the thing that pisses you off the most was when everyone still kept teasing James with Lily. It was relentless, to say the least. You've heard about the comments. Even his friends laughed about it, like it was some unshakeable part of his identity. You knew they meant no harm— that it was all good and fun— but Merlin, it gets exhausting. Especially now that both of them were Head Students. The school seemed obsessed with watching their every move.

Still, James never made you feel less. Never made you feel like you're the second best. And you were extremely grateful for that.

Sirius Black, for all his charms and recklessness, has an absolute talent for unknowingly stirring the pot.

"Do you reckon Y/n has a boyfriend?" He whispered during Flitwick's lecture, nudging James with his elbow.

James's head snapped toward him so fast. "What?"

Sirius smirked, "I mean, I know we said not to involve ourselves with Slytherins, but I could turn a blind eye. For her, I'd even forgive Malfoy."

James blinked. He felt his left eye twitch. His internal monologue was screaming.

Over my dead, hexed, and dismembered body.

"Who are you talking about?" Peter leaned in.

"Y/n Y/l/n." Sirius said without missing a beat, eyes still glued to where you sat a few rows ahead, effortlessly answering Flitwick's question. "Slytherin's babe."

James's hand gripped his quill so hard that it snapped in two. Sirius didn't even notice.

Peter let out a snort. "Oh, you're too late."

Sirius and James both turned to him, twin expressions of horror and confusion.

"Word is, your brother beat you to it."

Silence.

"What?" James whispered, his voice unnaturally high, which earned looks from Remus, who had been listening quietly.

"Yeah. Regulus. Everyone's basically saying they're a thing now." Peter shrugged.

James's jaw dropped.

"What? Since when? How did that happen?" Sirius asked.

"I don't know, mate. Probably because he has the same face as yours but isn't annoying?"

Sirius scoffed. "Rude."

James's ears almost turned into a violent shade of red. Regulus? REGULUS?!

Remus finally cut in, trying to hush them when he caught Flitwick casting a suspicious glare at them. He nudged Peter with his foot under the desk.

But James was already spiraling. He barely heard a word of the lesson after that. He just stared straight ahead, occasionally throwing a glance your way.

After class, he wanted to march straight up to you and ask you about this Regulus nonsense. But he couldn't. Not with Sirius bouncing beside him, talking about dinner plans, and not with Peter listing why Regulus "would totally pull."

And definitely not with Andromeda swinging her arm around your shoulder, chatting your ear off, pulling you toward the dungeons with the ease of someone who doesn't have a secret boyfriend fuming five feet away.

James and you just quietly exchanged glances before parting in different ways.

"So, what do you mean by Y/n and Regulus?" James asked once they were in the Gryffindor common room. He tried to sound disinterested, like he was just trying to gossip. "He's a year younger than her."

"So?" Remus sat across from him. "Age doesn't matter. They're both adults."

"W-well, yeah, but—" James tried to explain something, but failed to do so.

"Reg doesn't even have game." Sirius still looked bothered by the thought of his own brother having a romantic interest.

Peter leaned back in the chair. "Maybe he doesn't. But he has the face. Mysterious, brooding, those dark, haunted eyes. He looks like a bloody romance lead in a gothic novel, and Y/n's the artsy type. They probably sit in the library and bond over tragedies."

"Yeah, I'm not gonna lie... they do look good together," Remus added.

James looked at him and frowned. "What do you mean they look good together?"

Remus shrugged, "She looks like the kind of girl who'd fall for someone like him— quiet, witty, and handsome."

WRONG. WRONG. WRONG. WRONG. YOU'RE ALL WRONG. BECAUSE I'M DATING HER, YOU TWATS. James sat there, stewing in silence while his friends continued chatting. He barely said a word that night. Sirius assumed he was just sleepy, and Peter thought it was because of his Head Boy duties. But Remus?

Oh, Remus knew.

Later, when only the two of them were left behind, Remus caught up to James just before he went inside his separate Head Boy dorm.

"Hey," He called. "You dating someone?"

James froze.

"W-what?" He squeaked, trying to laugh it off,

Remus smiled, eyes too knowing. "Just asking. Valentine's day is coming up, after all. Lily might be expecting flowers from you. You know her type."

He winked and turned ahead towards the boys' dormitory, leaving James standing alone.

The next evening, James pulled you from the Great Hall after dinner and dragged you into his dorm, leaving no room for protest. His arm was slung over your shoulder like a possessive man, and now, you were on his bed— more accurately, you were pinned under him while he refused to let you go.

You'd barely managed to shuffle into his oversized Gryffindor Quidditch hoodie before he was already throwing himself at you like a starved dog.

He was quiet, oddly so, his arms wrapped around your waist firmly, his face buried into the crook of your neck. Ocassionally, you can hear him sniff you. He was literally inhaling your existence.

"...James?"

"Hmm..?"

Your brows furrowed slightly, fingers weaving through his dark curls— a trick you knew that would either soothe him or get him to talk. Hopefully both.

"You okay, love?" You asked, concern creeping into your voice. "You've been extra clingy tonight. More than usual. You've been practically attached to my hip like a koala."

He let out a muffled whimper against your neck, something between a grunt and a groan. Then, finally, he lifted his head and looked at you— brown, doe eyes, full pout in swing, and hair flopping boyishly on his head.

"Can I ask you something?" He said, very seriously.

Your fingers paused in his hair. "Of course."

"...Is there something going on with you and Regulus?"

Silence.

You blinked. "Regulus Black?"

James nodded miserably before burrowing his head into your lap.

"Love, what?" You asked, stunned and exasperated.

"I'm just asking." He mumbled. "People are saying things."

You laughed softly. "Okay, well, no. Nothing's going on with us. We're just friends. You know that."

James sat up. "Then why does everyone think you're dating him?"

You blinked again, trying to keep up with the sudden tempo change. His arms were crossed now, cheeks puffed out slightly, and brows drawn together like the cutest angry bear.

You bit back a smile. "I mean... maybe because we're friends and we do study together?"

"But I'm dating you!" He whispered-shouted, pointing at himself. "We've been together for months! Why is he the one everyone thinks you're snogging?"

"Probably because we're hiding this, James." You gestured at the two of you. "Like it's the crown jewels."

He flopped onto the bed with a dramatic groan. "Wormy heard the rumors. And you know he remembers everything and says it out loud like he's reading the newspaper headlines."

You lay down beside him and propped your head on your hand. "Okay... and what did he say?"

"That you and Regulus make sense. That you're both dark, mysterious, and brilliant, and pretty—"

You chuckled.

James glared at you. "And Moony agreed! He said you probably like quiet boys who look like they cry reading Wuthering Heights under the candlelight. What does that even mean?!"

You were full-on laughing now. "That does sound like Regulus."

James groaned again, rolling to his side so he could look at you. "And then Pads said you're pretty. And I almost popped a vein right there and then."

You gasped feigningly. "Sirius thinks I'm pretty? I must elope with him now."

"Don't joke like that!" He whined again.

You giggled, poking his chest. "I told you before, Regulus was just my friend. I help him with Potions, and he helps me with Charms. That's it. That's all."

James narrowed his eyes, still not convinced. "Are you sure you don't secretly like guys who brood?"

You booped his nose. "I only like you, Potter."

He huffed, a blush slowly creeping to his cheek. "...Really?"

"Yes. My sunshine, loud, chaotic boy."

James looked at you lovingly. But then, he tried to rally again, sitting up slightly. "I'm not jealous, by the way."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah." He hummed. "I'm just saying. Regulus is all... poetic and quiet and mysterious and you like books and art and moody stuff—"

You raised a brow. "So... you are jealous."

"I am not!"

"You totally are." You sing-sung.

"Am not!"

"Then why are you pouting?" You teased, reaching over to squish his cheeks.

"I always pout." He grumbled, but didn't resist the affection.

"And why'd you drag me to your bed like a clingy boyfriend who lost his teddy bear?"

"Because I am your clingy boyfriend who lost his teddy bear."

"Aww," You cooed, leaning in to kiss his forehead. "My poor jelly baby."

"I'm not jelly," He said with a pout.

You peppered his face with kisses until he stopped sulking, which only took about eight seconds. You were now situated on his lap, hands cupping both of his cheeks, while his hands were on your waist, pulling you close.

"I like you, James Potter. Not my poetic, sad-boy friend. Not Sirius. Not Remus. Not Peter— although he is very entertaining."

"Thank Merlin." James sighed. "I don't think I could survive if I ever lost you to Regulus. I would become a monk."

"You? A monk? You couldn't go twelve hours without touching me."

He grinned, face buried in your shoulder. "You know me so well."

“I do. So trust me when I say you’re my favorite boy. The loudest, sweetest, most golden-hearted one of all.”

“Even if I don’t read Wuthering Heights?”

“Especially because you don’t read Wuthering Heights.”

James grinned.

And if you caught him muttering mine mine mine mine into your neck while you both fell asleep, you didn’t say anything.

But you definitely smiled the whole time.

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Marauders and Lightning Era Masterlist

started - 08.13.2024

last updated - 02.12.2025

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HARRY POTTER and CO.

-In The Absence of Goodbye (Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort - Enemies to Lovers to Strangers to..)

Bartemius Crouch Junior x Fem!reader

Summary: Concept- After being sent back in time to spend a year in the Marauders Era, reader is thrown forward in time and has her memories erased. But was she truly sent home? Aka: Dumbledore underestimates Barty's absolute disregard for order when it comes to his vixen.

-HIATUS We'll Heal Together (Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort) 13/? parts Remus Lupin/Sirius Black x Reader

Part 1-9 can be read as a standalone. Summary: Harry Potter grew up without the warmth of a family he should have known. A father in James Potter, a mother in Lily Potter, a God Father in Sirius Black, and an uncle in Remus Lupin. Oh, and let's not forget, a godmother in {Y/N} {L/N} Alt Summary: Starts at the end of Chamber of secrets and into the Prisoner of Azkaban with the first chapter, Harry meeting his father's old friends, and starts learning the fate of {Y/N}, who has long since been presumed dead. there seems to be more of a story hidden behind her disappearance, and in turn, her reappearance.

-Good boy, Pads {Mini-Siris}

Summary: Long hours, late nights, and dark alleyways. Good thing you have a guardian angel looking out for you. {Aka: Padfoot protects a muggle reader on her walk home}

-Expectations

Summary: Reminiscing on some romantic encounters, you have come to the conclusion Harry Potter is not someone you'd ever date. HURT/COMFORT

HEADCANNONS

Jealousy, Jealousy

Where the boys get jealous... (Feat. Barty, Regulus, Sirius, Remus, and James)

POLY!SHIPS

-Poly!Marauders+Lily x Fem!Reader

- Zombie Apocalypse Au

-Loving You is Easy

Summary: Being younger than all your respective partners was never a big deal; until they graduated and you were left behind. As your mental health declined and their lives started without you, a break was needed.

-Lily's Touch {Omegaverse}

Summary: The reader is experiencing her first heat, and nothing matter how hard she tries, she can't get the nest right.

-Jily x Slytherin!Reader

Jily x Slytherin!gnreader Summary: An interesting situationship with Jily}

-Sirius/James/Remus Band Au

Summary: Reader has a horrible encounter on stage and the boys comfort her

-What's Your Name? {Sneak Peak}

Moonwater Fluff

-Status Quo

Summary: Early mornings and the Status Quo of the Marauder's house hold. {THIS FANFICTION IS INSPIRED- no, actually, basically a tribute to @/ellecdc's PadVix fanfiction. I would be amazed you are reading any of my stuff and not having read theirs but the link is here if you need it.

REMUS LUPIN

-Spoiled Brat (Pt 1?) (Lil Angsty, +18, fluff)

Summary: When your escapism over the summer turns a bit more real, as you fall in love with a half blood your father would never approve of}

-Think like a Lupin (Angsty, lotta angst, happy ending! fluff +18)

Summary: Your parents are planning to marry you off the second after you graduate, but after an unfortunate encounter with a werewolf, plans change.

-Break a Leg Not My Heart (Some angst, mostly light hearted fluff)

Summary: You get hurt during Quidditch practice and Remus doesn't leave your side. Friends to lovers.

-Meeting Royalty (Fluff, Suggestive)

Summary: Meet cute but make it royalty} Part 2

-Too Late (Angst, no comfort) {Pt.2}

Summary: Remus comes to terms with a love lost to his own insecurities.

-Stray

Summary: Post war Remus finds home for his heart

-It Repeats Itself

Summary: Even years after the war the effects of Voldemort's reign still had waves of effects. One just so happened to have a poor girl caught in the cross fire. (This is more of a concept then a fleshed out story-a little cliche)

-Just thinking about Sirius testing tattoo ideas on you...

-Over and Over Again

Summary: The legend of soulmates and the myth of endless lives tied to one another permanently was once a myth you don't believe. Until you met Remus Lupin.

BARTY CROUCH JUNIOR

-The boy I knew {Sneak peek}

Summary- When Barty knew love

-The Boy I Knew {Part 1} (Angst, Fluff, +18)

-Do You Some Good

“When we’re done here, we can go back to hating each other. Deal?” “You’re not going to believe this, but I think I actually prefer things like this.”

-Dear Future Husband

-Cat and Mouse

Summary: The reader can never truly get away Barty, no matter how hard she tries. He'll always find his family.

-Love me, too

Summary: Late nights with loose lipped Barty, a single conversation unraveled years of yearning.

-I am not writing this because I could not mentally take it but...

-Trust and Obedience

Summary: Small snippets of moments between you and Barty, where you really should have picked up on his spiral.

Potter!Reader;

-Everything is Blue

Summary: As things escalate with Barty he draws a line in the sand.

-I Might Still Hate You

Summary: An unexpected guest shows up at your house late at night.

-Not Quite Poison- {Pt.2}

Summary: after a chance meeting in the library; a whirlwind love affair between Barty Crouch Jr and the youngest Potter blossom, but neither of them were prepared for how life would go after.

-They'll Be Alright

Summary: James Potter learns to like tolerate his sisters taste in men.

-Making Mistakes - {Pt.2}

Summary: After a horrible break up in 7th year, Barty and you haven't spoken a word to eachother. Then, he comes barreling back into your life begging for forgiveness, will you trust him?

JAMES POTTER

-Fall in Love in a Night (A lil angst, basically just a fluffy fluffy love story)

Summary: College AU, Muggle AU, James falls in love with the some of the worst parts of you }

-Fix it Yourself (All the Angst, lil comfort) +18

Summary: Falling in love with James Potter was a whirlwind affair full of lies and heartbreak. Everything comes to a head when he asks you to fake date someone so Lily will give him a chance.

-Little Lupin (Fluff)

Summary: James has a little crush on little Lupin

-Masterpiece

Summary: James Potter goes a little too far with a girl everyone happens to like.

-Just Kiss Her

Summary: You find a few unsent letters with your name on them- literally.

-Bed Hopper

Summary: After creating a tradition of cuddling James before bed, you'd think you'd have the path down by now.

-Not Made for Easy

Summary: Years of loving and yearning unfurl the night before graduation. A dramatic love confession.

-Why Couldn't It Be Us

Summary: James grappled with the reality of loosing the love of his life.

SIRIUS BLACK

-Casual (Angsty, fluff at the end) +18

Summary: Sirius falls for his most recent hook up, and she refuses to cave to what she wants}

-Fix it Yourself (All the Angst, lil comfort) +18

Summary: Falling in love with James Potter was a whirlwind affair full of lies and heartbreak. Everything comes to a head when he asks you to fake date someone so Lily will give him a chance.

-Like my father {Blurb}

Summary: Reader wants a man to love her like her father loves her mom. She just hasn't met him yet.. maybe.

-Kiss And Make-Up

Summary: Pool side at the Potters, Sirius takes you for a swim.

-Rock 'n Roll

Summary: Sirius stays home with a hangover, but the reader is always there to lend a hand.

-Just thinking about Sirius testing tattoo ideas on you...

-Self Fulfilling Prophecy

Summary: Potters love like it's a sport, but it seems that only a Black can challenge that.

FRED WEASLEY

-Summer Talks

Summary: Fred lets you know what he's waiting for

-Too Much Like Me

Summary: James finds out Lily's type in men is apparently genetic.

-Burning Bright, Falling Hard

Summary: Fred Weasley and you share a quiet moment in your room

HERMIONE GRANGER

-Invisible (Lil Angsty, basically just fluff) Blurb

Summary: Reader is a bit of a punk like Sirius, with Remus's insecurities. She doesn't believe she deserves a girl like Hermione. No real plot just Angst straight into fluff

MATTHEO RIDDLE

-But daddy I love him (Lil Angst, fluff)

Summary: Harry finds out his sister is dating Mattheo Riddle Ft. James, Lily, Remus, Sirius - No war au }

" Dinner Party " (Pt 2)

Summary: The Potters throw a dinner party; Mattheo meets the family} Wc- 4142

-King's Gambit

Summary: You go to a Ministry gala with your family, meeting and dancing with Mattheo Riddle, who is just looking to cause some trouble,

REGULUS BLACK

-Monarch butterfly (Hurt/comfort) wip

Summary- Monarch butterflies only live for up to six weeks. Their life brings an unspoken joy to the people who witness it, a peaceful feeling to the life that last so much longer then their own. They bring smiles to the faces of children, they bring good luck for those who choose it, they bring so much value to lives they will never truly be a part of. Your butterfly was, and always would be, Regulus black.

BLAISE ZABINI

-Before a Stranger

Summary: Friends before a stranger

[aithusarosekiller]

Starchaser where James is the snobby popular guy who could date anyone he wanted bc everyone trails after him all the time

People are expecting him to go for someone like Emmeline (most popular girl in the school) or Lily (an actual genius obviously) or maybe just mess around with as many people as possible just because he can and there would be nearly no repercussions

So when Sirius finds out that he is dating Regulus- who'd always had trouble with social cues, especially when so many people expected him to be a perfect pureblodo son, and was always a bit mean and proud when he was talking to people because he was never taught otherwise, and didn't really stick out at school because he was a bit more of a recluse than many other Slytherin purebloods and was 'very good' at school but not a Barty, Severus, or Lily level genius- he can't help but be so happy

Because despite James having so many people he could date, he fell for the one person everybody else would be disappointed about when they heard. And Sirius KNOWS it was NEVER a matter of James pulling out the name of an adoring fan from a hat. He knew he'd have had to connect to Regulus, see past the bitter cruelty of his mask, break down his walls, and earn his trust unwaveringly before he was able to ask him out

He knew that his best friend had settled for who he wanted instead of who everybody else wanted him to want, and he knew that his brother got to know what true care and understanding felt like from somebody who had so much to give

[butterli5]

Remus Lupin is twenty-eight when he becomes the youngest curator at the London Museum of Contemporary Art. Brilliant, composed, with a knack for discovering the next big name, he’s everything the board wants. But Remus wants Regulus Black.

An enigma. A recluse. A myth wrapped in ink and paint. No solo exhibitions. No confirmed interviews. His work sells in whispers and vanishes into private collections.

But Remus hears a rumor: Regulus is donating to a charity auction in New York, just a few pieces, all going to a foundation for queer homeless youth run by Dorcas Meadows. It’s the closest anyone’s come to seeing him in public in years.

So Remus books the flight.

The gala is all candlelight and gold, polished marble and wealth masquerading as charm. Remus arrives early, dressed in careful confidence and borrowed nerves. He moves through the room like he’s working a puzzle, watching faces, hunting for that pull.

And then he turns too fast, and crashes hard into someone.

Glass slips from his hand. Champagne splashes his shirt, cold and sharp. Silk clings to his skin.

��Oh, God—sorry—” Remus stammers, stepping back.

The man doesn’t flinch. He’s tall, dressed in all black, every line of him elegant and wrong in the best way. His eyes are silver under the chandelier light, sharp and assessing. There's the faintest curl at the corner of his mouth, like he’s already heard the punchline to a joke Remus hasn’t made yet.

“It’s alright,” the man says, voice smooth and low. “Though I hope that wasn’t your only shirt.”

“I—no. I mean, yes. But it’s fine.”

The man hums. “it's a pity, you wear it well.”

He walks off before Remus can respond. And so flushed an bewildered, he goes to the bathroom, tries to clean his shirt as best as he can, splashing some water over his face as he looked at his reflection in the mirror, trying to remind himself why he was here. For business. Not pleasure.

Ten minutes later, he goes back out and finds Lily waiting for him, he tells her what happened. “That him?” she nods toward the man speaking quietly to Dorcas.

Remus turns. And stares. "yes."

“Well, you definitely work fast Mr Lupin, that's your man right there. That's Regulus Black. " Lily says.

Before Remus can recover, Regulus is beside him again in a few minutes, casual as sin.

“You clean up well,” he says, gaze dragging lazily over him. “But I liked you better messy.”

Remus swallows. “I came here looking for you.”

Regulus arches a brow. “Well. You’ve certainly got my attention.”

A beat.

“I’m staying at The four seasons. Private rooftop. Come up,” he says, brushing fingers over Remus’ wrist. “We’ll talk business.”

[deswhomst]

Dead Gay Dad (& Others) From The 70s

Prompt by @moonyscribe — Marauders microfic — POV Harry Potter — Minor Wolfstar. Implied/Referenced Jegulus, Marylily, Gilderat. Word Count: 1319

Harry Potter had seen countless strange things in his nineteen years of life. From being thrown into a world of magic to becoming their savior, it had felt like nothing could truly surprise him anymore. He was wrong, of course, and he realised that as he held a portrait of four ghosts that stared back at him as if they were still alive.

“Well?” His father prompted from within the wooden frame. “Who are you?”

Harry was genuinely speechless. He had seen his father in Snape’s memories but this was different. James could see him—acknowledge him. He couldn’t be more than sixteen but Harry had never known any version of him. He will take what he gets.

“Prongs,” Remus Lupin tugged at his sleeve, demanding his attention. “He looks like you.”

“Right!” Sirius Black agreed wholeheartedly. “It’s like James with green eyes. And a bit older.”

Peter Pettigrew chimed in with, “Maybe it’s James from the future.”

Sirius snorted. “I wasn’t aware that a person’s eye color changes with age.”

The four of them were gathered around in a secluded area of the Hogwarts grounds, it seemed, and there was no one else in the frame. They were all dressed in their Hogwarts uniforms as well. At first, when Harry had wedged the portrait from under Sirius’ old desk while cleaning up Grimmauld Place, he had assumed it was a joke of sorts—something Sirius had left behind to annoy his parents, maybe, but the more he looked at the portrait, the more alive it got.

“I’m—my name is Harry,” he forced himself to say. “How are you … I didn’t know portraits could be made like this?”

James grinned, evidently proud of himself. “We didn’t think it would work!” he told him. “We basically trapped our fifteen year old selves in a portrait—it wouldn’t matter if we were alive or dead. This portrait will always have us at this age.”

“We wanted to give it to someone worthy of it,” Sirius added. “But my mother dearest saw it and confiscated it …”

“You are from the future, though, aren’t you?” Peter questioned.

Harry had to bite down on his tongue hard as he nodded. This man was the reason his parents had died, but Harry could not tell them this. If this is a version of them trapped here in time, a happy version of them, then he had no intentions of ruining it. Not because of a crime not yet committed where they are.

“I’m …” Harry cleared his throat. “Yeah.”

James perked up at that. “Are you related to me, then? I’m James Potter,” he said so casually. “Are you my son?”

Harry has been through his fair share of problems but nothing could quite compare to the amount of pain he was in at this moment.

Yes. I’m your son. Hi, Dad.

“No,” he said. “I’m a bit farther from the future … I have a great great grandfather named James Potter.”

The lie was necessary, Harry thought, to ensure that the four of them didn’t find out what happened to them.

“Wait,” Sirius squinted suspiciously. “Do you know about Voldemort? And the war?”

Harry shrugged. “Yeah we read a bit about it … Voldemort died, and the war ended ages ago. Everything’s good here in the future.”

It’s not as if Harry didn’t miss Sirius and Remus, too, but he was too distracted by James to notice anyone else’s presence that well.

“That’s amazing!” Peter grinned. “We have been expecting the worst.”

“Yeah, but it’s years into the future,” Remus reasoned. “Who knows what happened in between.”

“He must know,” Sirius gestured towards Harry.

“Wait, who did I marry?” James asked. “Was it Regulus?”

What?

Sirius groaned. “James, you’re not marrying my stupid brother.”

“But, Padfoot—!”

“No!”

“You’re just jealous that he loves me more,” James poked out his tongue at him.

“Low bar,” snorted Remus.

Harry kept blinking at the portrait. Regulus? Regulus Black? Why would James want …. what …

“Regulus,” Harry repeated. “What about Lily?”

“Lily?” James furrowed his brows. “How do you know about her?”

“Er— the … the frame!” Harry said. “It has—well, there’s Lily written on it … so I thought she’s your girlfriend or something …”

Sirius burst out laughing. “Prongs, mate, you’re pathetic.”

“You’re one to talk,” Peter said, amused. “You’re always wrapped around Moony.”

“It’s Moony,” Sirius winked at Remus, who rolled his eyes affectionately. “And the difference is that he actually likes me back.”

What? What? What the fuck?

“Oh, sod off,” James muttered. “I used to have a crush on Lily but I’m with Regulus now,” he explained to Harry. “Lily is with Mary, too. I love them, we’re all friends so it’s not weird or anything.”

“Regulus isn’t our friend,” Sirius corrected.

“He’s my friend,” said Peter.

“And mine,” added Remus.

Sirius sent them all a nasty glare.

James ruffled his hair. “I’m so confused… I don’t even remember putting Lily’s name on the portrait.”

“Let it go,” Remus said. “You doodled it anywhere you could.”

“I suppose …”

“It’s right here,” Harry said confidently this time. “I’m literally looking at it,” he waved a dismissive hand. “So, you two”— he pointed to Remus and Sirius —“are together?”

“Do you mind?” Remus asked pointedly. “You sound a bit homophobic to me.”

“Doesn’t he?” Peter agreed.

“What?” Harry blinked. “No—no! I’m not … I’m just wondering… I thought you guys are friends.”

Sirius arched a brow. “Do friends do this?”

To Harry’s utter horror, Sirius grabbed Remus’ tie and pulled him into an insanely inappropriate kiss. Sirius and Remus. Sirius and Remus. Sirius and Remus. Sirius and Remus.

“Okay, I think he gets it,” James called out to them. “Stop traumatizing Harry.”

“Why, does two men kissing traumatize you?” Peter asked.

Harry had no response to that. He has been staring at Remus and Sirius, jaw dropped, unable to look away even when the two of them had finally broken apart. He had never, once, considered the possibility of the two of them being more than just friends. Or of his father with Regulus Black. Or his mother with someone called Mary.

“Yes, Harry,” Sirius said. “Are the four us being gay traumatizing to you?”

“N-no!” he instantly defended himself because this was obviously not about that. Harry was more upset at how much of their lives will always remain a mystery to him. “Wait—four of you?” He looked at Peter. “You, too?”

James grinned, nudging his friend playfully. “He’s with this bloke called Gilderoy Lockhart.”

Giledory??? Lockhart??? And Peter???

“Neat,” said Harry, because what the fuck else was he supposed to say to all these insane revelations?

“It is neat,” James nodded. “So is Regulus.”

“Shut up, Prongs,” Sirius hit his shoulder.

“I’m with someone, too,” Harry said directly to James, because he wanted him to know. “Her name is Ginny.”

“Yeah?” James seemed interested. “That’s a sweet name, Harry.”

Harry grinned. “Yes. I think you both would get along!” he said. “She plays Quidditch, and I know you used to as well. She’s a professional.”

“Really?” James matched his smile. “That’s so cool! What position does she play?”

“She’s a Chaser.”

“Like me!”

“Like you,” Harry confirmed. “I play too! I’m a Seeker.”

James laughed fondly. “So you’re like me and Regulus, but opposite.”

“Yeah,” Harry chuckled. “And she’s my best friend’s little sister.”

Remus and Peter snickered.

Sirius passed James and Harry a very unimpressed look. “You Potters have it in your genes to go after your best friend’s little siblings, do you?”

James pursed his lips in amusement. “We do, don’t we, Harry?”

“My best friend wasn’t dramatic at all about it,” Harry added just to tease Sirius a bit. “He gave me his blessings and everything.”

“You see!” James jumped at the opportunity. “Why won’t you give me your blessings too, Padfoot?”

Sirius scowled.

Harry and James both grinned.

[ccccatttta]

hello ladies and gentlemen, i am here to show my marauders fancasts. this post will be long as fuck im afraid, but i have stuff to say. cheers!

james potter as michael cimino

PAPIIIIIRRHAWWWRWWGRA i mean ha. he's cute. mi gente latino

regulus black as choi beomgyu (txt)

my baby star candy, my sunshine, my everything. also! his voice is one of the prettiest things on earth and i totally think regulus would sing like that

sirius black as hwang hyunjin (stray kids)

he's so androgynous,,,, like if a man and a woman had a baby.

remus lupin as esteban kukurickza (actor)

these low quality ahh photos, this man is hard to catch fr. he IS remus lupin you can't change my mind on this + the actor knows we see him as remus and embraces it, god bless you kuku esteban

peter pettigrew as cooper hoffman (actor)

you guys have no idea how much my peter fc changes, it used to be lewis capaldi but i think i have finally managed to find the one for me.

lily evans as chapell roan (soloist)

she's unreal, she's the moment, she's everything. nobody other than her could be the icon lily evans is

pandora lovegood/rosier as namephyra on ig (model)

i say lovegood/rosier bc i like the hc where she's evan's twin, but at the same time i also like when she's a lovegood or a lestrange. elle fanning used to be my fc for sooo long (and i still kinda see it) but she has all the vibes i picture in pandora, and she's honestly so pretty i wanna cry

dorcas meadowes as nia sondaya (actress)

LOOK AT HER OH MY GOD LOOK AT HER, it took me so long to find someone who gives me dorcas vibes, like my girl isn't easy to find, but nia has this aura about her and it was love at first sight

marlene mckinnon as beabadoobee (soloist)

this is one of the og's (or it was when i came to the fandom) and till this day i can't picture anyone else, she's put a spell on me or something

mary mcdonald as bcsais_ (ig)

i don't know much about her, but every time i see another mirror selfie my heart stops for a bit, and that's the only way mary mcdonald should be perceived

evan rosier as casper von bülow (actor)

i know a great chunk of the fandom hcs evan (and dora too) as poc, and i totally see it too, however this little german boy.... oh the grip he has on me is out of this world, it also has to do with the fact he's on germany's skam (druck) and that immediately means i'm emotionally attached

barty crouch jr. as hayden (ig) or marlon noah (ig)

this is a tricky one, they are both so different but they feel like barty to me. lately i've been using hayden more but i do think marlon can make a comeback any of these days.

[extra] the black sisters <333

andromeda black as hwang yeji (itzy)

it's not a coincidence i chose yeji for andromeda and hyunjin for sirius (if u don't know, these two are by no means related in real life but they look so much alike and they even share the same last name, so they could be lost siblings). i do think that andy and sirius looked alike and that's what made them even more fond of each other, the fcs were sent by the gods themselves

bellatrix black as kim hyeong seo (bibi ; soloist)

i support women's rights and i support women's wrongs. hate her or love her, bellatrix has always been THAT girl and bibi is also THAT girl

narcissa black as kim minjeong (winter ; aespa)

i do believe that winter looks a bit similar to beomgyu and i do believe that narcissa looked similar to regulus, it's the genes guys, they are strong. she's so gorgeous i wanna sob in my hands till i die

these are all my fcs!, i haven't really thought about any other characters for now, these are my main guys and pretty much the only ones i read about.

this was exhausting lord, imma go take a nap, toodles!!!

[mourningliliesmorningglories]

I think that Regulus Black is such an interesting character and that’s mostly because we’re told of his character through other people’s perspectives - we never meet him directly.

Slughorn: I got his brother Regulus when he came along, but I'd have liked the set.

indicates that Slughorn thought highly of the Black Family, Regulus included.

Sirius: My idiot brother, soft enough to believe them.

We know that the Black Brothers had a complex relationship but this reveals a key part of his character - he was soft, easily influenced. He would take the path of least resistance, he'd please his parents before doing the right thing.

His note:  I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret... I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more. 

Arguably this tells us that something happens that turns Regulus from the 'soft' boy that Sirius knew, to someone who would knowingly betray his parents and the path laid out for him. This gives us some indication that he's had a moral compass all along - he just chooses to ignore it. He either betrays the Dark Lord because he realises he is on the wrong side or more likely, he does it out of a sense of spite.

Kreacher: And he ordered — Kreacher to leave — without him. And he told Kreacher—to go home—and never to tell my Mistress—what he had done—but to destroy— the first locket.

Regulus had some form of affection or caring for Kreacher, trusted him enough to help him and to keep his secret. We can infer he's loyal but not to a fault.

I think that sometimes we can make his character cold, and overly competent but this raises the question of is it detrimental to his character?

The beauty of Regulus' character is that he is a tragedy by design. We learn of what he does in Deathly Hallows, but we're left to infer why. Despite ultimately giving up everything, we know that he really achieves nothing. We can paint him out to be a secret, surprise hero but we all know how the story plays out otherwise.

To most people, including his brother - he's a no name deatheater who was a victim of the first war. Yes, he found one horcrux, but he couldn't destroy it or find the others. Ultimately, his actions make the task for Harry just that much more challenging.

We talk about 'haunting the narrative' but Regulus is a character that couldn't ever reside over the story. We have Lily who truly does haunt the narrative but in contrast, how could Regulus when no one would even recognise his ghost?

His story is purposefully sad. This is why it sticks with us. All we get is actions which leaves the reader to fill in the reasons. We all curate Regulus Black slightly differently to each other. I think that this is what makes him such an interesting and revered character.

[maxdibert]

You took the words out of my mouth. Yes! That is the problem with Marauders stans - they take their OCs, slap a name sticker on them and claim its canon.

Severus becomes the most evil of incels, when he was 9 years old he was already lusting after his first friend, sometimes he is rich, sometimes he is poor - but he always deserves being ganged on 4 on 1 since he was 11, maybe he kicked a puppy in Potter's vicinity, who knows? - sometimes he is even more evil than Voldemort himself (makes you wonder why he wasn’t kicked out of the school already, its not like he is a gryffindor and Dumbledore is protecting him like he did with the Marauders);

James becomes the queer hero (read a fic where he was teaching purebloods in gryffindor about labels and pronouns - Sir, this was the 70s, not 2016), defends the innocent, saving everyone from the evilest of them all: Snape;

Sirius becomes a poor baby, his mother uses the cruciatus curse on him all the time (and somehow he didn’t go mad like the Longbottoms or died) - he goes around with every girl in Hogwarts but the one he really wants is Lupin, look at his puppy eyes.

Lupin, he is brave, he is assertive, he growls, his eyes glow yellow all the time and he acts like the alpha of the group, James and Sirius trust and respect.

Regulus becomes the poor victim (he totally doesn’t have a Voldemort shrine in his room, what are you talking about? XD), he is abused by his mother, by other Slytherins, by Snape, he is prideful and goes against his mother all the time, he is a crybaby in need of a queer hero, he cries himself to sleep thinking of Potter's strong arms.

Peter, he is a cowardly rat, always snickering something evil (you wonder why Potter would ever trust him with the life of his child).

And Lily, hmmm, she a secret lesbian and is going out with Mary/Marlene/Dorcas/Pandora (chose your flavor, its the same either way, she only appears to cheer on the boys) and would absolutely loooooove to carry Jegulus's baby.

Rinse and repeat.

And they come and say they are just "exploring" with the characters - what characters? If you change so many parts of their personality and history are they the same characters?

No. They are just your OCs.

Look, it’s not about the characters, it’s not about the Marauders, it’s not Snape, it’s not Regulus—it’s not the people you see in the actual series. Not even Lily is really Lily, because they always portray her as some kind of girlboss feminist icon when Lily Evans was a girl completely alienated by the patriarchal views of her time. I mean, we’re talking about someone who chose to marry a guy who had abused people right in front of her. But not only that—she got married and pregnant as a teenager. She was a very traditional person, just like her sister Petunia, so I don’t know where this whole Gloria Steinem fantasy comes from because she was nothing like that. In fact, she doesn’t even seem to have female friends—the only one vaguely mentioned is Mary McDonald, and the only real friend she has throughout her life is Severus. After that, it's just her boyfriend/husband’s friends. She’s the furthest thing from a feminist icon, but whatever.

They just make up characters who didn’t even attend school with them. Suddenly Barty Crouch, who canonically was three or four years younger, is in their same year. And not only that—he’s portrayed as this super spicy, sarcastic icon, when canonically even the Death Eaters were shocked to find out Barty was a loyal servant of Voldemort because everything indicated he was the kind of guy who tried to blend in and pretend to follow his father’s orders. Dorcas Meadowes was supposedly a pretty powerful witch and only gets two sentences in the books, but that’s enough to infer she not only didn’t go to school with the Marauders, Snape, and Lily, but was significantly older. The McKinnons are mentioned as a family, suggesting Marlene McKinnon was older than the Marauders and probably married with kids. So what the hell are they talking about? Why are all these people suddenly the same age and in the same year? And why are we suddenly in a senseless teen soap opera with a bunch of pop culture references from 2025 in the middle of the 1970s? Why is just saying “David Bowie” and “the Beatles” considered “period accurate” when these characters clearly think with a 2025 mindset? Even if they kept some traits from canon, it would still feel totally off. You have to understand the historical context you're writing in.

James being queer or James being POC is something I’ll never understand because James Potter represents the progressive elite who, despite having socially acceptable views, are still classist, abusive, and discriminatory. James thinks he’s better than other pure-bloods because the only thing he sees as wrong is blood purism—he doesn’t realize he has a deeply classist, possessive, and dominant mindset, and he’s jealous as hell. He bullies a much poorer boy, with no resources or stable family structure, just because that boy is friends with the girl James likes. He blackmails the girl he likes into going out with him. People say Snape couldn’t be Black because it would make his “obsession with Lily” look bad, but James can be? When he literally blackmails her into dating him? When he bullies her friend out of jealousy? Like, another one they portray as a feminist ally (one of the most absurd and vomit-worthy claims I’ve seen) who was canonically a total macho douchebag. He was the average jock in your high school—the guy who bullies people out of boredom, who torments people he knows won’t fight back because there are no consequences, who behaves like a piece of shit. So I don’t get it. I don’t get why they turn him into a golden retriever, why they whitewash his actions like that. I don’t think people realize how terribly problematic that is. James Potter was not a queer ally—James Potter reeked of toxic masculinity and probably would have made the most homophobic comments. He literally gave Severus Snape a nickname referencing his failure to meet conventional standards of masculinity, and people imagine him as some kind of Che Guevara or something? Get out of here.

There’s no proof that Walburga physically abused her children. In fact, Regulus was considered “the golden boy”—Sirius’s own words—because he followed the family ideology. He had posters of Voldemort in his room, his mother spoke well of him—where is the traumatic childhood? Sirius had a really sadistic and cruel side. He tried to commit murder. He used a supposed friend as a weapon. He felt zero remorse for his actions. He was tall, aggressive, girls swooned over him—he had bikini posters in his room, for God’s sake. So where the hell did this image of him as a crying little baby come from?? We’re talking about Sirius Black, whom Rowling explicitly created as the epitome of traditional masculinity. She repeatedly described him as this incredibly handsome man that girls would swoon over. In contrast, Lupin was always described as shy, hiding behind his friends, unable to tell them to stop or speak up when he thought their actions were wrong. They’ve literally killed these characters, mutilated them, annihilated them.

But the thing is—no, that’s not what happened. What happened is they don’t know the characters. They say there’s not enough information about them, but that’s a lie. There is. You just have to read the damn books, not just watch the movies or read fics or watch TikToks. One of the people replying to the post yesterday told me she hadn’t even read the books—then what the hell are you talking about? What characters are you referring to? Because the ones in the movies don’t even match either. Movie Severus Snape is very different from book Snape, same with Remus and Sirius. In the films, we know nothing about their school days because they’re barely shown. Everything we do know, we know from the books—and it’s more than enough to work from canon and come up with headcanons that are respectful to the canon and make sense within it. Which these so-called fans don’t do. Because these so-called fans aren’t fans of the Marauders—they’re fans of a bunch of OCs someone invented and kept developing, and just slapped the names of real characters from an existing lore on them so people would read their fics. That’s it. And they have the audacity not to warn people that the characters are out of character or that the world they’ve made is an AU. And then they complain about lack of tagging? You want to talk about lack of tagging? How about their audacity to pretend something is canon when it’s not, and not tell people that what they’re doing is just an AU or completely OOC. When they respect tagging, then I’ll respect it too.

[themanfromeire]

Wolfstar's!Child - Mama Raised a Little Bitch

Parents!Sirius Black & Remus Lupin x Teenager!Reader (ft. Jegulily)

Reader's gender and Hogwarts house is unspecified

This is my first work of the series - if you have any suggestions or requests, let me know!

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Fucked was not a strong enough word to describe how totally and utterly screwed you were now.

When you had first gotten your Hogwarts letter, your uncle Regulus had fallen to his knees (metaphorically) to beg you not to be like James, or your papa Sirius. Remus had joined in too, with both of them citing that ‘Sirius and James were bad enough’ as their justification.

With a promise you had intended to adhere to, you departed to Hogwarts. 

In your defence, you believed you would never even come close to breaking it - you had been going strong for four years now, dedicating yourself to academia instead of continuing the Marauders’ legacy, much to the horror of your godfather and papa.

They had made a big deal about ‘disowning you’, opting to name Fred and George Weasley as their heirs, who were more than happy to accept. You believed it to be a joke. For the most part.

However, now there was a blot on your record - a spill of crimson Chardonnet on a white bedsheet if you will.

A blot that came in the form of Hera O’Donnell.

With her snide remarks and condescending attitude, she strutted around Hogwarts like she were the headmaster herself - as a lioness scoured a savanna for a deer to sink its fangs in to, she paroused her peers, searching for the easiest one to prey upon.

You were her chosen doe. 

In her skewed vision, you wore shoes too big for you to fill - the weight of the Lupin-Black left you crushed by expectations and drowning in inadequacy, waves of failure washing over your head and coating the inside of your lungs with a thick layer of incompetence.

But your head remained firmly above water.

Despite her taunts and jibes being fruitless at first, Hera had hunted you down and separated you from your pack, and now, her teeth finally began to pierce your skin.

 Logically, you should have informed someone. You were not alone - your dad and papa were forever on your side, along with your godfather James, godmother Lily, Uncle Regulus and all of your aunts and uncles, composed of your parents’ Hogwarts friends.

But Hera awoke a different part of you. Something more spiteful. Something more primal.

Reporting it would not be as satisfying. As gratifying. But revenge would be.

If anyone asked you about what had happened to Hera O’Donnell, you would simply claim something along the lines of how ‘her appearance had improved with the addition of a skunk tail.’ It amused your peers, undeniably, but the staff not so much.

Even as your head of house sat you down and informed you of the consequences of transfiguring someone like that and the numerous procedures that Hera was undergoing at St. Mongo’s, having been transferred there for more specialist care, you could not find it in yourself to care. 

However, you absolutely did find it in yourself to care when a crimson envelope fell into your bowl of cereal the next morning. 

You had expected your parents to be informed of the incident, naturally. But a howler? That you had not. Staring at the envelope, Hera’s words swarmed your mind. What if your parents now saw you just as Hera had?

With a quiet sigh escaping your lips, and sympathetic glances from your friends, you opened the envelope, hoping to get it over sooner rather than later. The voice of Sirius Black erupted from the envelope, filling the entire Great Hall.

‘MON AMOUR I AM SO PROUD OF YOU! TRANSFIGURING SOMEO- Oi, Rem, get off! I’m jus-’

‘I TOLD YOU OUR KID WOULD BE A FUCKIN’ GOD AT TRANSFIGURATION!’ Came a proud voice of Remus Lupin, cutting your papa off. ‘LOOKS LIKE YOUR PAPA AND GODFATHER NEED TO REINSTATE YOU AS HEIR AFTER ALL, SWEETHEART!’

As Remus declared that, two very loud and audible sighs of disappointment left the lips of Fred and George. The howler continued, and the sound of a door being slammed open was heard before the voice of James Potter joined in the chorus.

‘WERE NONE OF YOU GOING TO TELL ME THAT THEY TRANSFIGURED SOMEONE?!’ James cried out incredulously and overdramatically, however, he quickly forgot his dramatics in favour of the Marauders’ legacy.

‘NOW ALL YOU NEED TO DO, PRIY, IS TO BECOME ANIMAG-’ the sound of skin hitting skin rung out as Lily slapped a hand over James’ mouth to stop him from accidentally revealing that they were illegal animagi, despite the fact that they legally could register, but they all couldn’t be bothered. James and your papa said it was funnier this way.

‘Darling, as impressive as it is, please don’t transfigure anyone else,’ Lily chastised you gently. She had to at least give off the illusion that they were disciplining you, but you could hear the pride underlining her words and the smirk on her lips.

‘Now, I think it’s best we end this now, hm?’ came the still sophisticated voice of your uncle Reg. ‘Unless we want the entire Hogwarts populous to know James’ social security number.’ There was a chuckle from both the howler and the Hogwarts students at that remark.

‘I want you to know that I am proud of you. The family needed something a little more…Slytherin.’ Regulus remarked before the Howler burst into flames and tore itself up.

Silence filled the Great Hall as everyone took a moment to stare at you and process what had just happened. You looked up and your eyes caught Harry’s.

‘Good job,’ he mouthed at you, giving you a bright smile and a thumbs up from the Gryffindor table, beside a very peeved Fred and George.

Maybe you weren’t so alone or fucked after all.

[imagineweasley]

Soundproof (Or Not)

Remus x F reader

summary: you and remus just can't keep their hands off each other, especially when there's alcohol involved. what happens when you two find an empty room and don't soundproof it?

warnings: oral and penetrative sex, drunk sex, LOUD sex, some slapping (of the ass, nothing else)

y/n: your name

word count: 2.4k

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"... And so as soon as he pulled out his wand -- probably to stun me, that's the only thing he knows how to do -- I gave him antlers on his head. Gave him a little mark of me." James was bragging about his latest vanquishment against Snape, running his hands through his hair and stealing glances at Lily, who just looked at me and rolled her eyes. I myself had been zoning out, staring at the trimming on the window straight ahead of me. It was an almost every day ritual for James to come boasting to someone about how he terrorized Snape that day. The days that he didn't have a story for us were the days that he'd been unsuccessful and Snape had won for the day.

James caught Lily's eye roll and stumbled to save himself, "Er -- but I did take him to Madame Pomfrey's straight after of course, I would never just leave him like that..." he trailed off as Lily stalked away.

"Honestly James, I don't know why you keep thinking that’s going work, we all know it won't impress her." Regulus took a slow sip of his drink and leaned back on the couch, smirking at James, "Also, we all know you would never take Snape to Madame Pomfrey, who do you think you're fooling?"

"Whatever." James sulked over the the table and poured himself another shot of firewhisky.

"What a git." I felt someone throw their arm around me and bury their face in the curve of my neck, and immediately knew who it was. I turned to face my boyfriend, who was grinning drunkenly down at me, "We keep telling him to get over himself, deflate his head a bit if he wants Lily, but he's a lost cause." I pulled Remus down next to me on the couch and gave him a sloppy kiss before holding my drink up to his lips. I was a bit drunk and tipped the cup too fast, and some of it sloshed onto his shirt. He choked on his laugh and pulled back, and then buried his face into my neck once more.

"Oopsie daisy." I giggled and leaned into him, and he gave me a big, fat, wet kiss on my exposed shoulder.

"Euuugh I hate you two." Regulus made a face and judgmentally took a sip from his cup

"Reggieee, you know you looove us." I twirled my finger in a circle at him and leaned towards him, but I leaned too far and ended up falling face first into the couch. Wobbling, I pushed myself up onto my elbows and exaggeratedly batted my eyelashes at Reg, who maintained his cringe but the corner of his eyes crinkled a tad, betraying his amusement.

Remus leaned over me, twirling his finger in a circle at Regulus the way that I had, and sang, "Yeah Reg, I know you're a lover boyyyy, you can't fool meee, I see the way you look at James!" He then proceeded to lose his balance and fall heavily on top of me and I laughed, shoving him back up just enough so I could turn onto my back, facing him.

"Oh, hello gorgeous." Remus's eyes sparkled as he leaned in and kissed me, this time sliding his tongue in so our tongues were dancing.

I heard Reg pretend-retch and felt him push himself off the couch, but I didn't care. I was too drunk to care at this point and I was already making out with Remus, so no point in stopping. I swung my arm around his neck and pulled him even closer to me. I gently bit his lip and felt him harden against my stomach.

He pulled away, breathing heavily, and dove into my neck, running his tongue from my collarbone to right under my throat. I couldn't help but let out a quiet moan.

"You two! Go get a room for Merlin's sake! No one wants to see that!" Sirius materialized next to us and pulled Remus by his shirt off of the couch.

"Hey! You plonker!" Remus shoved Sirius and managed to capture my hand in his and, tripping over his feet, dragged me behind him to the stairs.

Sirius called after us over the cackling of James and Peter, "And please make it soundproof this time! The whole of the common room doesn't need to hear you guys -- again!"

We stumbled into his bedroom, giggling, and as soon as the door shut, Remus slammed me against the door and was all over me. He was back on my neck, kissing it and sucking so hard I knew it was going to leave a mark the next morning, but I didn't care. I moaned loudly and tangled my fingers in his hair, and his hands slid down from my waist to my ass and groped, grinding into me.

"Wait, wait Remus," I wriggled under him and he pulled away immediately, and breathlessly asked, "What's wrong, honey?"

"Nothing, just a second." I pulled my wand from my bun, where I had tucked it for safekeeping, and pointed it backwards at the door, "Silencio! Silencio! Why isn't it working?" Remus laughed and took the wand out of my hand, placing it gently on top of the dresser next to him, "My beautiful girl, that's because the door doesn't talk." He then reached past me and turned the lock with a soft click.

I huffed and rolled my eyes. "Whatever, I don't care, Sirius can deal with it then." I grabbed Remus's shirt and, walked backwards towards the bed, pulling the messy-haired boy with me.

"Dear god, y/n."

I kissed him again and sucked on his neck so that I could leave a mark on him as well. I dropped down onto the bed and slid onto my knees, fumbling with his belt and expertly unbuttoning his jeans. I looked up through my lashes at my very turned on boyfriend, evident by the rock hard length in his pants.

I hooked my finger in the waistband of his briefs and whispered, "Are you hard for me, Remus? Is your cock this hard for me?"

"Yes, y/n, yes, I need you now." I smirked at him a nd pulled his briefs down, revealing his lengthy dick. It sprung up and slapped me on the cheek and I giggled before sliding it into my mouth.

Remus moaned so loudly that I knew anyone would be able to hear us outside the room. I got wetter at his sound and and moaned on him, and I knew the vibrations made his breath catch. He placed his hand on the back of my head, fixated on the way my head was moving up and down along him. He started to slowly move his waist forward, trying to get deeper in, and I welcomed him, opening my throat up to his shaft. I looked up at him the way I knew he liked and his brows scrunched as he got even harder in my mouth.

"Y/n... you drive me insane --" Remus cut himself off with a groan as I pushed his dick deeper down my throat. I choked but continued to push him deeper, eyes watering. His hips were fully jerking into me now, and his fingers had tightened into a fist in my hair. Suddenly, he pulled my head back and his cock fell out of my mouth with a pop.

He reached down and pulled me up by my wrists, tossing me onto my back onto my bed, "I just can't wait any longer y/n, I need to be inside you now."

"Please," I whimpered, the fire in my pussy was begging for a good fucking, "Please Remus, I need you." Remus crashed his lips onto mine before ripping my shirt over my head and throwing it to the other side of the room. I scrambled to yank his shirt off his body and threw it off the bed too. He stepped out of his pants and then reached down to unbutton my jeans, and yanked that off my legs. He ran his middle finger along my pussy lips, still in my underwear, and snickered, "Damn baby, you're so wet for me. You're soaking."

A whine escape my throat and his smirk grew bigger.

"Beg." His eyes were dark with lust now.

"Please..."

"Please what, y/n?" His hand was slipping into my underwear now.

"Please, Remus, I need this so bad, I need this you so bad."

He growled and plunged two fingers into me. I groaned at the relief as he pumped them in and out. His mouth found my sensitive nipples and sucked hard, the way I liked it, and my legs raised themselves to his sides.

His thumb rubbed my clit as he continued to finger me, and I felt the heat growing still, and my panting became loud moans and gasps.

"God, I'm close!" I dipped my hips down so his fingers were hitting that spot inside me over and over again --

Remus suddenly pulled his fingers out and I emitted a gutteral moan. To my relief, it wasn't long until Remus was grabbing his cock and running it up and down against my pussy lips the way he had with his skilled fingers, and he was panting hard while watching my wetness and his precum mingling together.

"Look at me, gorgeous. Look at me." I whimpered and stared into his eyes, silently begging him to put it in. I felt his tip enter me, spreading my lips apart agonizingly slowly, and a sigh escaped my mouth. I grabbed his butt and tried to push him in, willing him to go faster; the slow movement was torturous.

"Ah ah ah," He pushed against my hands, "We're doing this at my speed." But I knew just how to get him.

I gasped, "Please, Remus, please use me to do whatever you want." And I was right, Remus's eyes grew darker and he plunged fully into me. I cried out in pleasure and he slapped his hand over my mouth.

"Don't want everyone to hear, do we? Or maybe I do, maybe I want everyone to hear how loud I'm making you moan, how sexy you sound."

I couldn't help but keep moaning loudly as he pumped his cock inside of me, hips hitting my pelvis hard. His balls slapped against me at the force he was pumping into me, and I wrapped my feet around his hips to drive him in further.

It wasn't long until I was reaching that point again. "Remus! Oh my god, I'm so close baby! I'm so close!"

He reached down between us and his thumb found my clit again, rubbing gently but quickly, "You want me to make you cum? You want me to make you cum all over my dick?" I nodded furiously and pulled him into me, lips sloppily kissing his, tongue darting around his mouth. He pulled away and his tongue found my neck again and ran along the length of it, and the sensitivity only got me closer.

I felt the pressure building up inside me, the fire growing bigger and bigger. Remus felt my pussy clenching his cock and whispered into my ear, "Good girl, that's my good girl. I want you to cum for me. Cum for me baby." And that's all I needed to hear.

The fire exploded and I called out my boyfriends name as I came hard around him, and he groaned at the tightness and the expression on my face before shooting his load into me and gasping my name over and over again. Feeling him cum inside me only intensified my orgasm, which pulsed through my body. Remus moaned again and again as his dick pulsed and shot ropes into me.

Slowly, my orgasm died down and we were left panting heavily into each other. His head dropped into my shoulder and he was still moaning I hugged his neck and closed my eyes, letting my heartbeat slow down.

"God, y/n, how do you always do that to me?"

I laughed breathily and asked, "Do what?"

"Cum so hard that I can't feel my body anymore."

I giggled as he flopped next to me and pulled me into his arms. He kissed my forehead and gazed into my eyes. "You know you're so beautiful right?" My cheeks flushed even more than they already were, and I kissed him.

"You're my handsome boy, honey, my sweetest boy."

He traced his finger along my jaw and we rested in each others' arms for a couple minutes.

"Shall we?"

Remus opened his eyes at my voice, "Shall we what?"

I smiled mischievously at him, sitting up and pulling him up with me, "I want to hear Sirius taunt you so we're going back out to the party."

Remus groaned and tried to flop back onto the bed, but I held his hand firmly and kept him upright.

"Come on, Remus!" I tossed his clothes at him, shitting him in the chest, and he reluctantly pulled them on.

"You are pure evil, y/n. Pure evil."

I snickered and, fully dressed, ran my fingers through my hair before throwing it up when I realized it was too tangled for me to make it look presentable.

I pulled Remus off the bed and dragged him towards the door, him still hopping to get his leg through his pants. I swung the door open and Remus buttoned his pants just in time for us to reach the common room, where, of course, Sirius was waiting to tease his friend. He whopped and slapped Remus on the back, "Didn't I tell you to soundproof the wall, Moony?" Some "ooooh"s broke out amongst the crowd and Remus rolled his eyes before pulling me close to him. Lily thrust another drink in my hand with a smug smile.

"Thanks to you, y/n, I just got eight galleons from Marlene." Turns out, they had made four galleons on how long it would take until Remus and I disappeared, and then another four on whether we'd be loud enough for them to hear.

"You are so welcome Lily, and if you make that bet again for the next party, I can get you some more and make you a rich woman."

Remus laughed from next to me and I turned to smile up at him. He leaned down to kiss me on the lips and then the head before he pushed Sirius, who was still "Oooooh"ing next to us again. I laughed into the kiss and we returned to the party, this time more satisfied than before.

[regulus-of-the-stars]

hello there,

My name is Regulus Arcturus Black.

My pronouns are he/him.

I am trans and gay. If you use anything besides my name and pronouns, I’ll make sure your family never finds you

I like: the stars, writing, reading, potions,

Dislikes: my brother and his friends, hypocrites, assholes, my parents

friends

@raccoon-butnot : barty, one of my best friends when he’s not being a menace

@rose-from-the-dark : Evan, also one of my friends

@thesweetertwin : panda, she is like a sister to me

@dor-the-cas : Dorcas, is a badass

@flowers-not-stars : Cissa, my favorite cousin

others:

@its-not-that-sirius : Sirius, my brother (unfortunately)

@prongsie-potter : potter, has wayyyy too much energy

@lleuad-lupin : Remus, nice to talk about books with

@peter-notarabbit : Peter, they’re pretty quiet which is nice

@garden-of-lily : Evans, she’s pretty smart

@its-marls-the-one-and-only : very similar to my brother

@mary-of-the-meadows: Mary, I haven’t talk to her much

@wizard-law-student-blog : Amelia bones, haven’t talked with her much

@your-favorite-bones : Edgar bones, haven’t talked to him too much

@buzzin-with-skeeter : Rita, the gossip column

ooc: hey! My main is @love-hate-love00. If you want to join contact @marauders-rp-account. Also can someone catch me up on storylines?

[miyagic]

How they wake you up

– marauders era

CONTAINS (in order): James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Regulus Black, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Lily Evans, Marlene McKinnon and Pandora Rosier (Lovegood).

a/n: I was bored, so I decided to make a scenario, I had this idea when I compared the way my mother wakes me up and how my sister-in-law wakes me 😭 I know I said I would do a Sirius one, but I haven't ideas, so...

w/c: 1.2k

English isn't my first language, sorry for any mistakes.

—★ JAMES POTTER

If there's one thing James Potter knows, it's how to love somebody. He's caring by nature, always trying to make others happy, always putting other people above himself. However, he can be poisonous before you actually get to know him.

James likes physical contact and as your boyfriend, he expects you to like his physical contact too, so I feel like James wakes people up with touches.

I think with friends, James would grab that person's arm and pull lightly while whispering their name. However, when he gets tired (and it doesn't take long) he would throw himself on top of the person and just start screaming.

However, with his girlfriend, you, he would leave kisses all over your face and then fan you. If you are a heavy sleeper, at some point he will get tired and tickle you. If you don't wake up with the tickles, or don't have them, he will throw himself on top of you and say your name louder.

Well, and if you're a REALLY heavy sleeper, James will ask Sirius or Remus for help because he's starting to get worried and completely out of ideas of what to do.

—★ SIRIUS BLACK

Uh, well, Sirius isn't the best person to wake someone up, but he's not bad!

With the energy he naturally has, he would already enter your room talking loudly, so if you are a light sleeper, his presence in itself is a good wake-up call.

With friends, Sirius would shake them carelessly and then start shouting their name while complaining about talking to that person and them being asleep.

With you being his girlfriend he would be a little different, not much because he's Sirius Black, but still different.

I think he would try to be careful, but he would run out of patience. Then he would go, shake you lightly while saying your name, run out of patience and shake you hard and say your name more loudly.

But after you wake up, he would give you an apologetic kiss, because he feels bad <3.

—★ REMUS LUPIN

This man in a professor in waking people up.

If you have a right way to wake up, he knows, just like he knows about all his other friends.

He also does a lot of blackmail, like "if you wake up I'll do..." or simply lie and say that something is going to happen or that there is some type of food that the person likes.

However, with a girlfriend, Remus would be more careful. He would walk up to you and kiss your cheek and shake you lightly.

He helps you get up and if you're really sleepy he helps you wake up too.

He knows how to wake someone up and you can be sure that he will find a way to wake you up without any difficulty.

—★ PETER PETTIGREW

Peter isn't the best at waking other people up. But... He's good too?

Peter just shakes people while speaking on their behalf, if you're a light sleeper it's peaceful and really nice. But if you're a heavy sleeper... sorry, my love, but with Peter you'll stay in bed.

He's sweet and really tries to wake the other person up calmly, but there are people who wake up that easily and Peter can't wake people up any other way, he feels bad.

So if you don't wake up, he gives up.

To be honest, Peter ends up sleeping with you more often than actually wakes you up.

—★ REGULUS BLACK

Regulus is sweet, but he doesn't have much patience.

If he's having a bad day, I feel sorry for you. But it's rare for his parents to send letters.

First, with friends, he shakes lightly, the force with which he shakes increases.

If his friends don't wake up, he just gives up and leaves.

With girlfriends, oh he's the best. Waking up with Regulus, being his girlfriend, is the best feeling of your life, you can be sure.

He kisses your face, shakes you carefully while whispering your name. If you really don't wake up, it shakes harder, but nothing too exaggerated.

When you are a little awake, he kisses your mouth, which makes you more awake. He picks you up and puts you on your feet so you can't end up falling asleep again.

A sweet and loving cupcake with his princess treatment <3.

—★ BARTY CROUCH JR.

Barty is... horrible.

He has no patience, much less care.

It doesn't matter if it's a friend, it doesn't matter if it's a girlfriend, he does exactly the same thing.

He shakes hard, screams your name and, scariest of all, grabs your leg and pulls you.

It hurts. But he doesn't care.

He drags you to the floor without any care, if you manage to hold on to the mattress, well, the mattress goes to the floor too.

I am really sorry. The most he can do is give you a kiss if you really hurt yourself when you fall.

—★ EVAN ROSIER

Evan is simple, he shakes you and calls you.

If you don't wake up, he gives up.

It depends on whether he really likes you and calls Regulus or if he doesn't and calls Barty.

On a day when he feels particularly good, he may stay until you wake up.

When he sees you later, he hugs and kisses you, pretending that he simply didn't try to wake you up.

If it's a friend, he simply says "ask Barty".

—★ LILY EVANS

There's not much to say about Lily.

She's sweet and usually knows how to wake people up.

First, she shakes lightly while calling your name, if you don't wake up she gives you little kisses on the cheek. But if she loses her temper, Lily goes downstairs and gets a glass of ice-cold water.

And you know what happens.

If you're her girlfriend, she'll give you an apologetic kiss too <3.

—★ MARLENE MCKINNON

Uhg, one of the worst people to wake others up.

There's not much to say, she screams, shakes hard and throws water too.

LOTS of water. And as cold as she can get.

If you date her, maybe she'll just throw a half of a glass with water and if you get upset, she'll give you a hug, but she doesn't really feel bad at all.

—★ PANDORA ROSIER (LOVEGOOD)

Pandora is the sweetest, she is a vanilla cookie.

Kisses, hugs, shake your body as carefully as you've ever seen someone do.

She doesn't really lose her temper, she likes to wake people up.

If it's a friend, depending, she gives them a few kisses on the cheek, but if you're her girlfriend, she completely fills your face with kisses.

She kisses you until you wake up, lots of hugs, she even lies down next to you.

She helps you get up, chooses your clothes and combs your hair.

She spends all her time with you, until it's time to go to class or until you're actually awake.

Her excitement wakes you up, honestly.

The best girlfriend you could have <3.

[theprongspotter]

Directory - Jegulus - @stag-microfic - Day 11 - 716 words

James stretches out on his bed, propping himself up on his elbows just enough to flip through the phone book. He uses a finger to track down his friend’s name and a small smile graces his lips. He really needs to talk to Lily right now. He’s terrible at memorizing numbers, though, so he’s stuck hunting through the book every night.

He reaches over and picks up the red phone off the rotary. His eyes fall back to the page and he slowly dials each number. As it rings, he kicks his feet and twirls the phone cord around his finger. It rings for a while. James frowns. Lily never leaves him hanging for this long. But then the faintest of clicks and a tired voice talks on the other side.

“House of Black.” The voice sounds annoyed, and it’s probably because of how late it is.

James’ frown deepens. Unless Lily transitioned over night, something was terribly wrong. “You’re not Lily.”

The boy sighs again. “Well, aren’t you smart? What do you want?”

James contemplates hanging up. It’d be easy to ignore him, but he can’t. Something about this stranger is so… enticing. “I’m James Potter.”

“Okay?”

Now his lips twitch up into a smile. “Usually when people say their names, you’re supposed to say yours back.”

James can feel the eye roll through the phone. “Regulus Black.”

“That’s a beautiful name.” James grins. He’s being honest. It’s very unique.

Regulus doesn’t appear to find the situation very amusing, though. “Can I help you or what?”

“Oh, um, no. I just meant to call my friend Lily, but I guess I dialed the wrong number.” James admits sheepishly, glancing over at the directory.

“You don’t say,” Regulus deadpans.

James feels a pang of embarrassment but tries to keep the conversation alive. "So, what are you doing up this late?" he asks, leaning back against the headboard.

There’s a pause on the other end, and James wonders if Regulus is going to hang up. But then the voice returns, sounding slightly less annoyed and more curious. "Couldn't sleep. And you?"

James laughs softly. "Same. Too much on my mind, I guess. Thought talking to Lily would help, but… well, here we are."

"Yeah, here we are," Regulus echoes, his tone more neutral now. There's a brief silence, but it doesn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, it’s like they’re both waiting to see what will happen next.

"So, what’s keeping you up?" James asks, trying to sound casual. "Not that it’s any of my business."

There’s a soft exhale from the other side, like Regulus is weighing whether to answer or not. When he speaks, his voice is quieter, almost reluctant. "Just… family stuff."

James nods, even though Regulus can’t see him. He hasn’t really had too much trouble with his parents, but they aren’t exactly perfect. “Yeah, I suppose I get that. Family can be… complicated."

"You have no idea," Regulus mutters, but there’s a hint of something in his voice—maybe relief that someone understands, even a little.

James decides to push a bit further, feeling oddly drawn to this stranger on the other end of the line. "You want to talk about it?"

There’s another long pause, and James wonders if he’s crossed a line. But then Regulus surprises him.

"Maybe… maybe I do." His voice is soft, almost vulnerable. "But not right now."

James smiles, even though he knows Regulus can’t see it. "That’s okay. I’ll give you a rain check."

Regulus actually chuckles, and it’s a warm sound that catches James off guard. "A rain check, huh? Alright, Potter. I’ll hold you to that."

"Looking forward to it, Black," James replies, feeling a strange sense of excitement. "Guess I’ll try calling Lily again tomorrow night."

"Yeah, you do that," Regulus says, but there’s something lighter in his tone now, like maybe he doesn’t mind the idea of James accidentally calling again.

"Goodnight, Regulus," James says, almost reluctantly.

"Goodnight, James," Regulus replies, and the line goes dead.

James stares at the phone for a moment, then sets it down beside him. He’s not sure why, but he feels like something significant just happened. Something he can’t quite put into words. All he knows is that he’s looking forward to tomorrow night more than he ever expected.

[aithusarosekiller]

~Nicknames everyone gave to Regulus~

Because you know damm well he would hate them and that's hilarious

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Pandora- Reg. Casual and sweet, he doesn't mind it and she uses it in most conversations. No matter who she's taking to, he's called reg. she doesn't like Reggie too much because she thinks it sounds a bit soft and silly

Evan- Reg and Reggie. Reggie winds him up a little but he pretends it doesn't so he doesn't give Evan what he wants. Only uses his full name if he's disappointed or trying to get something out of him.

Dorcas- Reggie. The only person other than Sirius that can SOMETIMES call him regs but it depends on mood

Barty- Reggie. He's almost ALWAYS Reggie and it's always said with a flirtatious undertone even if it's a joke.

Narcissa- Reggie and Lus. Used to hate nicknames but when he started calling her Cissa she chose to nickname him with the last half of his name too (most people say Cissy which she doesn't like as much) and now it's stuck

Andromeda- Usually uses his full name.

Bellatrix- Reggie. In a condescending way ofc, she usually uses his full name when talking to him because it's proper and because she thinks it's a sign of respect to him so it's the least he deserves

Sirius- Regs and Lulu. Lulu because he HATES it and it makes him angry, Regs bc it's a nice easy nickname. He gets uncomfortable when someone else says Regs bc he thinks they're mocking him but it's fine with Sirius bc if he was mocking him, he'd already know. Therefore Sirius is the only one who can always say regs. Regs is also what he uses when he's trying to convince him of something or soften his mood. Similarly- reg is the only one allowed to call him 'Ris' and uses it to get stuff all the time

James- Reg and Reggie, both initially against his will before he gives in. (Sorry I'm a huge starchaser fan) Later on: Angel/ange, lovely, and gorgeous. He's so sappy that it's painful but we love him for it

Remus- does not have nickname privileges but sometimes manages to slip in a 'Reg' bc it's easier to say

Peter- also does not have nickname privileges but has tried to call him Regaroo, Gulus, Archie, Arctu, baby black, and Egg before anyway. Regulus did not find it funny. Peter found it hilarious

Lily- starlight. She's the only one allowed to say it. Also Reggie.

Mary- no nickname privileges but calls him reg behind his back

Marlene- no nickname privileges and calls him his full name (first middle last) all the time bc she finds it funny

[youngcreature28]

Reveal - August 1st, 2024 - Jegulus microfic - into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 644

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James hovers in the doorway, peeking out to where he can see the Gryffindor common room surrounded by his dormmates and peers. 

The boys are there, playing a game of exploding snaps and he can see Lily, Mary, Marlene and a bunch of others in different groups sitting around talking.

James frowns slightly.

He pulls out the map, tapping on it with his wand and saying, “I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good.”

Black ink bleeds onto the paper, the map opening up to reveal a drawn outline of the castle. Names and silhouettes pop up, placing everyone within the castle onto the map.

His eyes flit over the map, scouring every inch until he finds the name he’s looking for.

There.

Regulus Black.

He's already up in the astronomy tower and James winces slightly.

He’s so fucked.

James was supposed to leave the dorm ten minutes ago but has been stuck in here because he can’t leave without causing suspicion or having the boys go with him.

He can’t not go though, he needs to see Regulus.

Even though he just saw him at dinner, it wasn’t enough to not be near him.

It’s never enough, James doesn’t think he’ll ever get tired of this, of being with Regulus. 

And he hates to keep him waiting.

James nods to himself, throwing his invisibility cloak over his body and quietly making his way to the entry portrait. 

All he can do is wait until someone comes or goes and hope Regulus understands. James hopes he’s not there all night waiting or Regulus may never talk to him again.

Luck must be on his side because only five minutes later Frank enters the dorm and greets everyone with a smile.

James doesn't stick around, using this as his advantage to escape without notice.

James runs, not bothering to be quiet as he darts through the halls and up the stairs.

He's painting and out of breath by the time he reaches the astronomy tower.

But it's worth it to see him.

To see Regulus.

There he is, James smiles, pausing in place for a moment just to take him in. His eyes roam over where Regulus is laying against the arch of the window, gazing up at the stars. James soaks in the sight, taking in every small detail of his boyfriend, never able to get enough of the sight of him.

“You’re late.”

The words are stoic and low, but James knows him enough to hear the underlying amusement and love.

Because they do that now, love each other.

The thought has James beaming, butterflies causing a tornado in his belly.

He settles his joy as much as possible, schooling his features.

“I’m sorry,” James murmurs, not wanting to disturb the piece. “I got here as soon as I could, but I couldn't leave without Sirius seeing and wanting to go with me.”

Regulus huffs a laugh, finally looking to where James stands. “Co-dependent, huh?”

James beams, moving forward until he’s in front of Regulus. “Is there any other way Sirius could be?”

“No,” Regulus sighs, but it’s not as sad or hollow as it once would have been. They’re getting better.

“That’s what makes him Sirius.”

James leans down until he’s the same height as Regulus. “I missed you.”

“I know,” Regulus smiles, closing his eyes.

“Hey,” James protests slightly, “mean.”

That causes him to smile wider, meeting James’ eyes. “I missed you too,” he murmurs softly.

James kisses him gently, their lips moving against each other softly. It’s not rough or desperate, a simple greeting hello, knowing they have plenty of time to get to that later.

Because they do that now, they kiss each other and say hello without feeling like the world will end.

James smiles against Regulus' lips, feeling happier than he has in years. “I know.”