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bellaxisworld · 3 months

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february 2, @jegulus-microfic prompt: cheat. 589 words.

Regulus was reading rather peacefully(and simmering with bone-deep rage; he was practiced in multitasking emotions) by the Black Lake under a tree when James managed to track him down and sauntered over. James beamed down at him, smile shining brighter than any star Regulus knew about. James was brighter than any sun—and warmer, and closer, and he pulled Regulus to him like actual gravity; he was the center of Regulus’ solar system. Regulus ached from his proximity, soul reaching for soul, flailing in desperation, wanting to grab and cling to James and sink his teeth into him, making sure he couldn’t walk away unmarked, bone meeting bone and DNA intertwining until they were indistinguishable as two, but recognized as one. He was a bit insane about James Potter.

Regulus didn’t bother in acknowledging James, despite the visceral ache in his bones telling him to crawl into James like he could live inside his chest cavity, make a home between his ribs and make friends with his organs.

James tapped a foot against Reg’s leg. “Angel,” James whispered, and Regulus tensed, not expecting something so sickeningly sweet. The sugar coating his mouth was thick and tooth-rotting, so potent he could choke on it.

He didn’t acknowledge the name.

James folded down beside him, leaning against the tree and gently pulling Reg’s rigid body against him. James, the evil mastermind, was warm and comfortable and soft, and Regulus melted into him almost instantly. Regulus curled into James’ chest, head resting on his shoulder and breath tickling his collarbones. He was safe here, and every particle of his being felt it.

“Reg, baby,” James started, but Regulus interrupted with a complaining noise, digging his face into James’ shoulder.

James huffed a laugh.

“I’m going to be angry, Potter, and you’re going to let me,” Reg hissed, but his words lost their bite when he was attached so dearly to James like a barnacle.

“Angry Reg is my favorite, I’ll have you know,” James muttered.

Regulus didn’t deign him a response. They sat for a few silent, slightly tense minutes.

James broke the tension by slowly pressing gentle kisses along Regulus’ hairline, on top of his curls, along his jaw, on his neck and wherever he could reach. Regulus softened under the attention, turning his neck to give James more space to leave kisses, muscles relaxing and anger floating away with every other rational thought from his head. In James’ arms, Regulus typically found it very difficult to maintain coherence.

Regulus made a noise of protest, but didn’t pull away. “Jamie,” he muttered, no sting in his words. “You’re cheating,” he accused.

He felt James’ smile against his skin. “How am I cheating, love?”

He huffed. “You’re supposed to let me stay mad. How can I stay mad when you come around with all your warmth and lovely little kisses and your smile, Merlin, I can’t stay mad.”

James’ arms tightened around him. “All I’m hearing is that I’m irresistible,” he said with a grin that was far too cocky.

Regulus scoffed. “Whatever, you’re cheating with your little kisses. It’s simply not fair.”

“Fine, fine, Reg. I’ll take them away. No more kisses for—”

“Shut the fuck up and kiss me. I did not say I didn’t want them, I said you were cheating. And if you don’t kiss me I’m suing. Or committing a crime, against you, personally, and it’ll be very fucking painful, so you should just—”

James shut him up with a kiss. “Whatever you want, love.”

also found on ao3(multi-chapter microfic wip): february, i'm yours

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honeyitallreadydid · 4 years

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What if instead of Sirius, Remus was made the secret keeper decoy?

James and Lily trusted Sirius with there lives, yet dumbledore was cautious of his background, his family. He knew that Sirius wasn’t the same since Reg died, and that make him (in dumbledore’s eyes) a liability.

Also, Dumbledore bargained, surely the death eaters would have known if sirius was the spy or not, so what was the point in the double cross?

Remus was the perfect choice as a decoy. Close to potters, unassuming yet could put up one hell of a fight, without being rash with words.

When they died, Remus tracked down peter, just as Sirius did, and the events unfolded just the same; but instead of “Son of Dark Wizards” it was “Murderous Half Breed”

Sirius, heartbroken at losing his family, retreated into the muggle world. Sirius-when he found him with too big clothes and took skinny frame- raised Harry from age 11 onwards, and he does what Hagrid does in terms of introductions. A few years later, , when the newspaper read “Werewolf Killer Escaped From Azkaban” Harry saw Sirius go deathly pale, saw his hands shake and the lightbulbs flicker from panic.

(Remus escaped from Askaban on a full moon, the dementors just thought he was insane and the inmates around him were so devoid of humanity that the Wolf ignored them. He swam to a nearby island which was no more than a heap of rocks, transformed back to human and continued in a desperate bid for freedom.)

At hogwarts, in which Sirius was determined to accompany Harry with and become the Assistant Quidditch Coach and DADA professor .

The one match where the dementors showed up, from the woods ran out a Wolf Patronous which defended Harry as he flew back to the ground. There was a full scale search of the forest, yet Remus had vanished yet again.

The rest of it pans out the same, however in the Boggart Lesson, Sirius see’s not the full moon, but a teenage Remus, giggling, blushing, wrapped up warm in a densely knitted cardigan. The kids are confused- why is their fierce DADA teacher scared of some 16 year old kid. But it was not Remus that Sirius was afraid of, not his strength or his lycanthropy or his betrayal. It was his own foolishness, how this boy had turned Sirius’ world upside down-inside out. Killed his freinds, his family, threatened Harry, the last good thing he had.

But he still couldn’t stop himself from loving him, even if it was only a little bit. Try as he might he still couldn’t cut Remus Lupin out of his heart.

The rest of the book go’s the pretty much the same (as does goblet of fire) yet in order of the Phoenix they both move into grimmauld at the start of the book, and Harry and Remus get on like a house on fire. Sirius hasn’t smiled so much in 12 years

Umbridge is still a twat, yet instead of “filthy half breeds” as teachers, it’s “queers” and “scorn” etc etc. By now, the whole world know that Sirius is gay, due to the Daily Prophet releasing photo’s of Remus and Sirius dancing/snogging at The Potter Wedding when he escaped the second time.McGonagal (aware of Remus innocence and Sirius’ sincerity) let’s out a stream of curse words so violent that it puts Percy Weasley to shame.

Sirius still dies, and because Remus is not related by blood, nor has any parental responsibility/legal identification, Harry is forced to return to the Dursley’s from 5-6th year’s summer. It’s hell, and he has the same iscolation that he felt in canon 4-5th. Remus can’t write in case owl’s are followed, Sirius is dead, and none of his freinds know what to say to him.

Fast forward to Deathly Hallows, Tonks and Remus never get together and they are both super gay (yet close freinds), -evident when at the wedding Tonks clumsily snogs one of fleur’s bridesmaids (with an equally boozed up Charlie cheering on in the background)- and during the battle Remus dives infront of a Sectumsempra that was about to hit Tonks. He doesn’t die straight away, and -torturously- he makes it ten minutes past the ceasefire when his body, torn apart from the devestation of the spell (“ but fuck it, what’s another few scar, eh?”) finally gives up.

He dies in the great hall, the ceiling around him crumbling down, so when he looks up he can see straight through to the sky. On instinct, he finds the Dog Star, seemingly brighter, as if beckoning him to return. He smiles softly, closes his eyes then -wheezing slightly- whispers “Mischief Managed”

When he stirs he is at the base of the whomping willow, yet the tree is frozen. He looks around into the white mist and see’s a black figure emerging. The dog, it seems, was waiting for him. Remus closes his eyes ,smiling to himself, as he smells the tell-tale scent of magic return.

He feels a warm pressure press into his shoulder, around his middle, against his side. Long hair that smelt of cigarettes and motor oil tickled his chin and face. For the first time in years, he had what he wanted. He didn’t need to open his eyes to see grey iris’ staring back at him, didn’t need to touch out to feel the calloused palms from several amiss pranks. All he needed was the man beside him; the only constant in this chaos, the only light in the dark. The only stars in his sky.

Finally.

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ourloveisforthelovely · 4 years

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Desperate Times

Harry Potter AU

Summary: Regulus has changed. He isn't the boy that you fell in love with. Sirius has grown up and is now the man that you need. Is it possible to be in love with more than one person?

Pairings: Sirius Black x Reader. Regulus Black x Reader

Rating: M- smut

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“Are we crazy?”

You whispered, looking around the office at the Ministry of Magic. Sirius looked up from the marriage certificate that he was filling out. He appeared to be as nervous as you did. In a rational person’s mind what the two of you were doing was insane.

“You’re worrying over nothing, love. Everything will be just fine.”

“You always know the right things to say.”

You muttered as you fiddled with the wedding ring that Sirius had slid onto your finger. The two of you weren’t crazy; you were both bat shit insane. You stepped closer to your best friend now husband as a wave of nausea washed over you,

How did this happen?

You thought sadly. It wasn’t that you didn’t love Sirius. You were quickly falling in love with him but there were other technicalities. For one, you were pregnant with Regulus Black’s baby (or were you?) Secondly, Regulus had no clue and would be crushed that you snuck off to marry his brother. This whole thing was one big William Shakespeare grande disaster of crazy.

It isn’t your fault that Regulus became a death eater and has been neglecting you.

That thought was somewhat comforting. Your relationship with the youngest Black had been going downhill progressively for the past year. The man that you had fallen in love with seemed to be dead and gone. One night, in a fit of depression you slept with Sirius. 6 weeks later...BAM you were pregnant and you didn’t know who the father was....you were fucked!

You expected Sirius to never talk to you again when you told him the news. He was, however, surprisingly calm. In fact, you had never seen that expression on your friend’s face.

“Marry me, Y/n. Whether or not it's mine, I can still keep the two of you safe. Regulus is going to flip the fuck out. Sorry, love but I don’t see my brother taking the news that I may have gotten you pregnant very well. If he thinks the kid is mine, we can keep the kid safe from becoming like...you know.”

Sirius was right there. Regulus would go ballistic. There would be no way in hell that he would lose his girlfriend to his brother! If he tried to kill the two of you it wouldn’t surprise you. Again, since your curly-headed dreamy-eyed boy joined the death eaters and took that dark mark his temper became worse. There had been so many fights that led to him throwing random objects at your or destroying kitchen china.

Sirius looked up at you again. Your eyes were focused on the window for a moment before turning to give him a soft smile. He knew this was one of the more heartless things that he had ever done. Sirius couldn’t stand the thought of seeing the girl that he loved being with a death eater (even if it was his brother). He could only hope that maybe, just maybe, you could love him the way that you did Regulus.

What Sirius didn’t see was the way that you were looking at him. He didn’t know that you already loved him. You smiled at how his dark hair fell in his eyes as he looked back down to the paper. Had you always had a crush on Sirius? Of course. Now that Sirius was giving up his single playboy life to keep yourself and his nephew or niece safe; your attraction skyrocketed! You had spent the night before wondering if it was possible to love two men at once..time would have to tell on that one.

That didn’t mean that you stopped loving Regulus nor would you miss him. You would forever miss him...the old him. You would miss his sensitive shy nature compared to Sirius’ balls to the wall, hell hath no fury attitude. There was also the fact that Regulus would never really know his child.

You didn’t know how you would explain it to Regulus if the baby was born looking like him?

“Sorry Reg, the baby just takes after his uncle?” or “Reg, this is your son who your brother is raising as his own...hope you don’t mind.”

Neither seemed like a great idea.

“If you want a nice wedding, we can still have one.”

Sirius’ voice pulled you from your thoughts. The comment didn’t surprise you. This was typical Sirius Black “Imma show off what’s mine” style. Regulus would never go for a wedding. He would want something quiet and private.

The two brothers couldn’t be any more different…

“Our friends are going to be so confused.”

Sirius’ hopeful expression faded at your comment. He already told James and Remus what he was doing. They were both concerned but understood. Sirius had laughed at their expression the night before when he was getting shit faced.

“Bet you never thought that you would see the day that I got married, huh? Well, here we are.”

“An actual wedding sounds nice.”

You said, feeling relieved when Sirius smiled.

“Anything that you want, Mrs. Black.”

He said with a small grin. The two of you stared at each other for a moment. You bit your lip, feeling the attraction beginning to build again. Sirius reached out and put a hand on your face.

“How about another kiss?”

Half an hour later,

Sirius carried you into the house with a proud smile on this face. You giggled as he gently sat you on your feet.

“Now that we have done all of the cheesetastic we just got married crap; what do you want to do now?”

Sirius asked as he took off the jacket he was wearing.

“We could go upstairs and make this marriage official?”

You suggested. Sirius’ expression went from cocky to downright stunned. He ran a hand through his hair and tried to think of the right thing to say.

“We don’t have to. I know that you weren’t feeling well.”

“I feel fine now. We can say that we made the baby tonight.”

You whispered, closing the gap between your bodies. It was taking all Sirius had to not throw you over his shoulder and haul you off to his bed. Sleeping with you again and every night that he could in the future was more than a dream come true. Sirius had thought that all chances of gaining you as a lover had vanished when you began dating Regulus. Now that he had a chance, Sirius wanted to woo you right.

“What if it's his?”

Sirius asked, sadly. He didn’t want to say it but Sirius had a feeling that the baby would be his brother’s. Sirius had to sit back and watch you carry another man’s baby that he was going to raise as his own.

You stood on your tiptoes before wrapping your arms around Sirius’ shoulders.

“Even if it's his; it's yours.”

Sirius’ dark expression softened. It wasn’t the kid’s fault that this was happening. The poor thing didn’t ask for its father to lose his mind and join some homicidal maniac. Regulus didn’t know the first thing about being a parent. Not that Sirius was any better off but he knew what NOT to do. It didn’t take him growing up in a house full of nutjobs to know “how to not parent.” Regulus would probably ignore the kid; just like Orion did to his own kids.

“Maybe making a baby doesn’t sound so bad after all. Come here, sugar.”

Sirius kicked the door closed with his foot after practically running up the stairs with you in his arms. After gently laying you down on the bed, Sirius gave you a devilish grin. He wasn’t going to admit that he had been jacking off like a horny teenager over the memory of your last night together. Now Sirius would be able to have you whenever he wanted.

You, meanwhile, watched with hungry eyes as Sirius unbuttoned the dress shirt that he was wearing. The last time that you had sex with Sirius was still very clear in your mind. Sirius was the wild card. Regulus was the calm and gentle “let's make love” type. Sirius, on the other hand, was “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk” type.

Sirius knelt between your spread legs. He pulled the high heels that you were wearing off before he got his back cut up. One rendezvous with a girl with spiked heels taught Sirius a lesson.

“Sexy little ankles.”

He muttered, kissing a path up your leg. Sirius’ eyes were locked on yours as he seductively licked your thigh.

“Time to get out of this dress, darling.”

You sat up enough to pull the light purple dress over your head. Sirius, meanwhile, had removed the rest of his clothes and sat down beside you.

“On my lap.”

Not moving fast enough for his liking, Sirius yanked you to him. Your back was against his chest as Sirius kissed over your shoulders. A hand slipped between your legs. You gasped as Sirius’ middle and index finger pressed on your clit in a spiraling motion.

“Do you like this, love?”

You nodded frantically as Sirius snuggled his face against your neck. His voice deepened as he pressed down harder.

“Do you realize how beautiful you are like this? You’re my wife now, love, and I am going to spend the rest of forever making your legs shake.”

You rocked your ass against his now very prominent hard-on. Sirius groaned returning the favor by pressing himself into you.

“Time to fuck you like the goddess that you are.”

You slowly got off of Sirius’ lap and laid back on his bed. Sirius crawled between your legs and placed a hand on either side of your body. The whole time his eyes were locked on yours as if he was searching for any sign of regret. You spread your legs wider before putting a hand on your stomach.

“Don’t hide from me. It's our baby.”

He leaned down and kissed you hungrily. You felt him lining himself up with your opening and sighed when Sirius pushed in.

“Oh!”

Sirius moaned at the perfect little tone of your voice. That little “oh” was so feminine and precious that it stroked Sirius’ male ego.

I bet Regulus never made her come like I am going to. Her little pussy is going to be sore for the rest of...forever.

Sirius thought with a smirk before pushing in balls deep. You squirmed under him as you tightened around him.

“We don’t have to rush, love. We have all night and the rest of forever.”

(Meanwhile)

Regulus walked into Grimmauld Place feeling exhausted. This past week had been hell for him. After doing missions that he didn’t ask for to pick up for worthless individuals that were granted too much trust; Regulus was ready for sleep.

Regulus took off his black coat and tossed it to the chair for Kreacher to put up. He had been drinking quite a bit and looked forward to having his way with you. If you thought for a minute that you weren’t going to be touched; you had another thing coming.

“Master Regulus.”

He looked up as Kreacher stepped into the room.

“It's good to see you too, Kreacher. I need to see Y/n.”

The elf automatically winced. He knew that you were not waiting in Regulus’ room where the poor boy thought you were. Kreacher had pleaded with you to reconsider leaving.

“You’ll break Master Regulus’ heart!”

“Master Regulus, wouldn’t you like Kreacher to make you some nice hot tea?”

Regulus shook his head. He didn’t want hot tea. He wanted your hot lips on his or around his cock.

“No, Kreacher. I am ready to go get my pillows fluffed.”

Regulus stormed up the stairs and into this bedroom. He froze when he didn’t see you in bed.

“Y/n?”

Kreacher hurried into the room.

“Master Regulus!”

The young man turned with a frown.

“Where is she, Kreacher?”

The elf reached into his pocket and slowly handed his master the emerald ring that he had given you months before. Regulus’ eyes widened as he shook his shoulder-length hair out of his face.

“Where is she? Answer me, Kreacher! Did she leave me?

The elf looked up with a scowl on his unfriendly little face.

“Kreacher is sorry, master, but yes. Mistress Y/n left the day before yesterday.”

“Did she say why?”

Regulus asked, trying to keep calm. The liquor that he had in him was beginning to boil. He wasn't sure if it would come out in violence or tears.

“Mistress said that you didn’t love her and…”

“And WHAT?”

Regulus growled. He was ready to go track you down then haul your ass home. Did you really think that you were going to get away from him that easily? You were HIS woman! You had been his since the two of you were 16 and Regulus was not going to give up that easy!

“Master Regulus….it doesn’t matter.”

“I SAID TELL ME!”

Regulus screamed. Kreacher finally spoke. He knew that he was about to break his master’s heart.

“Mistress is having a baby.”

Regulus’ mouth dropped as he hit his knees in a fit of angry tears. You were having his baby and ran away. The two of you were finally having the baby that was planned. This was the baby that would carry on the Black family name… now….nothing.

“Where did she go?”

Regulus sobbed. Kreacher wasn’t sure how to comfort the poor boy that had stolen the elf’s heart. He slowly walked over and gently patted Regulus’ messy curls.

“To Master Sirius.”

Regulus’ head snapped up.

“Why was she going to him?”

“Because Master Sirius is the father of Mistress Y/n’s baby.”

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