Sussanahs Such A Milf

James was wandering the castle after curfew. He was restless, couldn't sleep. He was filling his brain everytime he closed his eyes. His beautiful face, his silky hair that James desperately wanted to run a hand through, his soft, red cupids bow lips that he really badly wanted to...

He wandered around the corridors, knowing it wasn't a good idea. He had stupidly left both the map and the cloak in the dorm so he could easily get caught. He hoped no teachers or prefects would be out this late.

The moon shone through the windows, covering the cold stone corridors in small patches of light. His footsteps echoed softly.

James looked up and saw the shadow of a cat, knowing he was done for if it was Mrs Norris cause filch was never too far from her. He tried to duck into the shadows, watching as the cat turned the corner.

To his surprise, it wasn't Mrs Morris at all, not was it a cat he recognised. James took to knowing all the cats in the castle. Many students had them as pets and James loved cats so he'd often be found playing with one.

The kitten padded slowly along the corridor, towards James. He was incredibly small with black, soft looking fur and no collar. All the pet cats at hogwarts had collars, they had to have them, it was the rules.

James stepped into the middle of the corridor. He crouched down a few feet away from the kitten and put out his hand.

The cat stopped the moment it say James, glancing between him and the way he came. Hesitantly, he urged forward and sniffed James' had. Then, he purred and rubbed his head on it.

James, with a grin on his fave, then moved to sit on the floor with his legs crossed and the cat immediately crawled into his lap and cuddled upto him.

He frowned when he realised he was shaking. Shivering. It was freezing in the corridors and this cat had no owner by the looks of it. Not one that cared about him anyway.

"Your cold." James muttered softly, the cat looking up at him with his big, silver eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. "Come, we can go to the common room, it's warm there." James picked the kitten up, holding him against his chest, stood up and began making his way through the corridor, back the way he came.

"Do you have a name?" He asked, knowing no one would answer. "We have to give you one." He thought for a moment. "Freckles?" He laughed softly when the cat let out an angry sounding meow at that. "Hmmm...Elio?"

The cat seems to like that name, so they go with that. Elio, James' little kitten.

James mutters the password before climbing through the portrait hole into the common room, letting Elio down and sits on the couch. He looks around, climbing onto the window sill and looking at the view outside before going back to lie on James' lap.

Regulus has never been happier.

Oh, I know, but you weren't around," Bellatrix tells him, clicking her tongue. "Oh well. All's well that ends well, I say. That's done now, yeah? He had it coming."

Who knew that Bellatrix Lestrange would be a swifty?!?!!?

She would be such a reputation/speak now girl. I did something bad is her favourite

"there's only one more phase to the heist! Then James and reg can live together and have 7 cats and 2 dogs"

I said with joys.

I was then shot 57 times.

"I'm just saying, if I was you I would not care so much. Your literally rich!" Barty argued, looking around the table trying to get someone else to agree with him.

Regulus rolled his eyes. "Your rich too. And, you know how my parents are about grades."

"I only try hard to prove my dad wrong and you know-"

"REGGIE!!!" A small voice - a child's voice? - cut of barty and before Regulus could even register what was happening, a small child was climbing onto the bench beside him.

"Reggie!" The kid jumped onto regulus lap and hugged him. Regulus looked down into the familiar eyes.

"James!?" James. His James. James Potter. But...five. he was five years old. No. That's not right. His James, his Jamie, he was seventeen. This James was small and he had chubby legs and his checks were rounds and he was 12 years younger than he should be.

"Regulus what the fuck?" Evan looked between his friend, the toddler and the rest of the Slytherin table, who were all looking at the pair.

"I...I umm" Regulus picked up his boyfriend... oh no that's weird. And ran out of the hall, through the corridors and to the slytherin common room. He muttered the password and slipped inside, ignoring the weird looks he got from the few people who weren't at lunch in the common room and went straight upstairs.

"It's scawy in 'ere." James mumbled when Regulus sat him down on the bed, looking around the room.

Regulus stopped pacing and crouched down infront of the boy, giving him a gentle smile. "I know, baby but I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you, I promise." And that seemed to calm him a bit.

Regulus climbed onto the bed and crossed his legs, James climbed and sat between them, giggling when regulus played with his curls.

"Jamie? What happened?" Regulus asked, James turned round in his lap so he was looking up at him with those big brown eyes.

"Potion went boom!" He exclaimed, giggling and throwing his arms in the air, almost hotting regulus and he couldn't help but laugh.

Just then, the dorm door flew open and Barty, Evan, Pandora and Dorcas all stepped in, stopping at the door and watching the interaction.

"So it's true then? Potters a toddler." Dorcas laughed. She hadn't been at lunch she's been 'studying'. She walked over and sat on the bed, ruffling James curls which made him stick his tongue out at her. "He's still at the same maturity level then."

James eyebrows furrowed. "What that mean?"

They laughed.

"Hopefully it won't last long." Pandora commented, resting her head on regulus shoulder.

"How the fuck did that happen?"

"Potion went boom apparently." Regulus shrugged.

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Sirius: AND IM ALIVE SILLY SIRIUS :D

You're dead serious. I'm alive silly. We're not the same

He so does

Guys you have it all wrong, it’s REGULUS that has the antler hip tattoos that frame JAMES’ head when he’s on his knees in front of him.

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