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A very Potter Christmas

Word count: 560 , Marauders, platonic prongsfoot, Christmas

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It's Sirius's first Christmas at the Potter's, and he's been nothing but welcomed and adored by Mr. And Mrs. Potter, so much so, that he tries to keep up, but what's an unloved child to do with so much sudden care?

He makes cookies, went sledding, and had a snow ball fight (you can throw things at people, not with the intent of harm? That was a new lesson.)

He was given hot chocolate, dry clothes, next to a warm fire, and this beautiful muggle creation called a movie!

He was so happy, but at the same time, it hurt so bad.

It hurt because he'd never been able to be loved back before. Not before James, then Peter and Remus.

It hurt because he'd never had a Christmas without screaming, curses, and beatings as a 'gift'; all that mixed with the annual family portrait he and Regulus hated oh so much. Regulus.

It hurt because, through this few days of receiving this love, he wondered if he and Reg wouldn't be so turned against each other of they new how to act with love.

It hurt because every new, happy thing made him realize how bad it had been before, and how much more he dreaded ever returning.

He was mad that it hurt. He wished he could just have some stupid fun without looking outside of the moment so much, just stop it, stop it!

But he couldn't stop it. He tried.

So one night, when he was in dry clothes, in his bed in the guest room, having casual pre-sleep conversation with the Potter's (James randomly burst in excited to tell him something, and then the Potter parents followed a bit later to tell the boys it was bedtime, they got wrapped in the conversation too)

Sirius feels his eyes tear up. Shit. This has never happened before, not in front of other people, never, no, no, no. He looks at the ceiling, willing the tears away, but James is excitedly sitting at the foot of his bed with a twinkle in his eyes, Monty has his arm around Euphemia as they stand in the doorway, listening, paying attention to their son. Sirius tries to pay attention to, but it happens before he can help it.

His lips curl, and one tear falls, then another, then another.

"...Mate?" James asks, looking over at him "Pads, what's wrong, was it something I've said"

Sirius shakes his head, and wills away the tears again, fuck, this is embarrassing.

Mrs. Potter starts walking towards Sirius, and he fucking flinches. Why? Why did he flinch? Stupid, stupid

"Sirius, you're okay love, you're safe, let it out" she says, gently, sitting beside the 13 year old, allowing him to come closer if he chooses.

He doesn't know why, but he rolls over, resting his face against Mrs. Potter's shoulder, and he balls his eyes out. He'd never done that before.

James was worried, he looked to his dad for some direction, I mean, his best friend was sobbing into his mother's shoulder, how could he help? Mr. Potter just shook his head, as if to say 'this one isn't on you, kid' and walked closer to sit between Sirius's feet, and James, who he put an arm around in comfort.

No one spoke for a while.

He was safe.

He was loved.

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Jegulus / Jegulily Microfic (can be read as both)

TW: flashback/panic attack (it's not super clear which)

Tags: Hurt/Comfort, toddler Harry Potter, everyone lives/no one dies, Jegulus, Jegulily, if you squint, Lily is fantastic, Jegulily co-parents Harry

Summary: Regulus is recovering from a flashback/panic attack, Harry, James, and Lily all help take care of him <3

Rating: Teen for paniced themes

Word count: 1.3k

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It was quiet. It wasn't a bad quiet, it was a sort of quiet that felt like what home should be. Comfortable. Safe. Tense, at times. It was a homely quiet.

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Regulus Black had been having a shit day, a really, inevitably, utterly shit day. He's spent the Saturday doing all the unfun errands, alone nonetheless.

Lily was having afternoon tea with her girlfriends (platonic? Maybe not? He wasn't sure on the current crush status, he might ask tonight if she was 'round the house.) James was with Harry for the day, presumably at home, Regulus wasn't sure.

It wasn't a sunny day. Atleast not when Regulus was on his way home. It was raining, pouring, and the thunder screaming. He was a half block away, he could see Harry in his little red boots and a slytherin-green Pancho (it's a multi-house family, ofcourse Harry doesn't choose a team, what is the 4 year old? The sorting hat?)

Regulus can see James on the front stoop, under the over-hang 'Finally' Regulus thought, he gets to see his sun.

Regulus is 3 houses down when the sky decides to roar louder than a crashing plane. Regulus is 3 houses down when he suddenly cannot breathe. Regulus is 3 houses down when he feels like his lungs are filled with water and he's drowning again.

James Potter is standing outside, playing with Harry in the rain. Lily had gotten home a few minutes ago, she was inside getting clean clothes and making Harry a little snack as a surprise for the fawn. James Potter sees Regulus when he's half a block away, and he's excited to see his bright star again.

Regulus was a fast walker, he'd be home in a moment. James directed his attention back to Harry, who was splashing in puddles, and definitely was going to need a bath tonight

A sharp crack of thunder and lightning tore through the sky.

"Hey, little love, let's step inside and get dried off, Papa's right down the road!"

Harry giggled excitedly, "Yay!!" He turned to look down the street, and surely enough, his papa was right there. Something didnt look right, was papa crying..? "Dada, what's wrong with Papa?"

"What do you mean, little love?" James looked up the street, and 3 doors down, Regulus was frozen, face pale and hyperventilating, 'shit'

"I see little love, I don't think Papa is feeling very well, can you go inside and find Mama to help you with your rain clothes? We'll be inside shortly, okay Haz?"

"Okay Dada" Harry said nervously, he wanted to help, but he wasn't sure what was wrong, so he listened, pulling open the storm door and disappearing inside.

Regulus black was in James Potter's eyes within 30 seconds of sky's war cry.

"Love, it's me, you're okay, you're almost home, you're with me love, it's alright." James frantically reassured

Regulus could slowly ground himself, he was okay, he was almost home, he was with James.

"C'mon love, let's get you home, it's alright"

Regulus nodded, but he did not move. Thunder shook the sky, and Regulus jumped each time.

"It's okay love, I'll bring you home, I've got you, you're here, with me."

Regulus barely registered getting picked up, one of James arms wrapped around his lower back, and the other supporting his entire body under his legs. Regulus tucked his head in the curve of James neck, eyes closed.

"We're home, love"

'I'm home'

"We're safe, it's alright"

'I'm safe'

Regulus could see again, but he kept his eyes closed. It was too much to register right now. All he needed was James.

A moment ago, Lily had heard a tiny Harry potter crash into the house, rain boots being tossed to the floor, she set down her book immediately to find her little guy. When she stepped out of the living room, she saw a disturbed Harry, frantically trying to tear off his rain coat. The zipper caught.

"Hey little love what's wrong?" She tenderly asked. Harry got upset like this sometimes.

Harry just made a high-pitched, frantically sad noise

"Here Haz, let me help you" Lily zipped the coat back up a little to get it uncaught, and them back down and right off. Harry sniffled as small tears fell under his foggy glasses.

Sometimes it was hard to talk when Harry got upset, and all the adult new this, so it's best to stick to simple questions

"Uppies?" Lily offered, Harry nodded. As she picked him up she glanced out the storm door and saw Regulus in James' arms, and she peiced together the situation as best she could.

Lily carried Harry to the kitchen and set him on the counter as she spelled the kettle on. She walked to the fridge to pull out a small container, grabbed 2 spoons from the drawer, and walked back to stand next to Harry, handing him a spoon and giving him a little kiss on the head.

If Regulus had opened his eyes, he would have seen Harry and Lily eating sugar covered strawberries on the counter of the kitchen island. Regulus kept his eyes closed, he was fighting his own battle right now.

James carried Regulus to his room, dark and peppered with books and pens. Carefully, he placed Regulus on the floor in the back corner, Regulus's favorite place to sit, and sat down next to him. They shuffled around for a moment amongst the pillows and blankets, James wrapped Reg's favorite blanket around him, without a word. Did you need a word when you were home?

Regulus opened his eyes as soon as they reached his room, and as soon as he was on the floor wrapped in a blanket, he curled up all the way against the walls in the corner, protected by his sun.

James wrapped a comforting arm around Regulus, and pressed a loving kiss to his forehead. An unspoken 'you'll be alright, you aren't alone, I'm here with you, and I love you'

It was unclear how long they spent huddled in the corner together, but time didn't matter when they had the rest of their lives together.

A gentle knock came to the door, Regulus flinched but didn't jump. Lily cracked the door to peak inside. "Hey loves, if it's alright, Harry would like to come and bring you something?"

"Yeah, c'mon in fawn" Regulus quietly stated.

Harry stumbled in, holding a large mug that was only half full (a negotiation with no spilled fluids) and in dry clothes, although the scent of rain proved he still needed a bath tonight. His eyes were a little red, James felt a pang of guilt when he'd realized Harry had been crying, but he seemed alright now, and that's what matters.

"Hi Papa" Harry sniffled, holding out the mug of tea

"Hey, small star" Regulus took the tea and gave it a curious sip 'mint with just a little sugar' he thought, it was perfect.

Harry dug into his cargo short pocket and brought out a small bandage "I brought you a bandaid because you looked hurt, and I saw Dada carry you through the kitchen so it had to be bad, and bad boo-boos get band-aids"

Regulus lightly giggled at the sweetness and gratefully accepted the bandaid, "That's very kind of you, thank you, little star"

"You're welcome Papa, I love you!!" Harry said, as he scooted in with his dads, between James' legs as he played with Harry's still damp hair.

Lily looked over lovingly at the pile of human in the corner. She was perfectly content with this life. She silently closed the door as Harry sleepily lay against his Dada's chest.

Harry's bath would have to wait till tomorrow.

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Masterlist!

Marauders

Meeting the Youngest Dude - 413 words - Jegulus - G

Regulus is introduced to a young Harry Potter

2. Dinner Time, Sweetheart - 534 words - Jegulus - T+

Regulus stays at James' house while Sirius goes on a trip with Remus, and decides he doesn't want his brother alone. James brings home takeout to a sleepy Reggie

3. "I had a nightmare" - 863 words - Jegulus - G

Harry comes knocking on James and Reg's door, upset after a nightmare. James is quick to comfort him, Regulus, unsure, follows along, trying his best, and ends up saving the night.

4. Sun in the Darkness - 1,329 words - Jegulily - T+

Regulus has a panic attack as he's nearly home from a rough day. Harry, ~4 years old, playing in the yard, gets James' attention, who's quick to go help his partner. Meanwhile, Lily helps comfort the now anxious Harry, as she worries about her own partners, too. Also, Harry brings Regulus bandaids for his "bad boo-boo"

WIPs

Rosestarkillerchaser - published - link coming soon!! - 3/? Chapters

9k+ - T+

Est. Jegulus and Est. rosekiller fall for eachother, coming soon!

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How does it feel?

(Poem)

Mommy's fighting

Daddy's lying,

Saying that they have a future

Hold me back

Hold me back

Im preparing for attack

I cant take this anymore.

How does it feel to turn from blessing to burden?

How does it feel evolving past loving children?

I can't take this anymore

Hear the bells?

This is hell.

No where left to silently cry

Hold me back

Hold me back

I'm ready to attack

Won't you let me go?

How does it feel turning from blessing to burden?

How does it feel evolving past loving children.

Is the love any more?

Mommy's fighting

Daddy's lying

Saying that they have a future

Toaster in the bath

Lines and lines I'd slash

Hanging from my neck

Popping little fleks

Taking too much heroin

Why can't I find the hero in me?

Why can't I breathe?

Why can't I be who I want to fucking be?

How does it feel turning from blessing to burden?

How does it feel evolving past loving children?

Don't hold me back

Let me free

Let me show them how agonizing this is for me.

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Chapter 6 of Vampire Milkshakes has been lengthened, updated, and posted on wattpad!! (Link in my pinned post)

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Of all the broken heart

Of all the needy arms

Tell me, lover, why

Do you choose mine?