Regulus Black - Blog Posts
behind every hot girl there is unhealthy, slightly concerning, spiritual connection to harry potter’s dead parents dead friend group
Hey Siri do I include more Olde Ways references and possibly religious elements to my Black Brothers angst? Asking for a friend.
Actually yanno what they get it anyways. It works with the whole celestial thing. Just pile on the agony with religious themes and motifs.
Writing a new fanfic on ao3,
jegulus variant
Pandora Rosier had always loved Regulus Black. Was always going to love him.
It was a fact, woven into the very fabric of the universe. Written into the same stars they had spent so many nights looking at together, back when life had been simpler.
It was one of the only things pandora was sure of. Juat as she knew that the sky was blue and the grass was green, she knew that she loved Regulus Black.
He was her best friend, but more than that, he was her brother.
Her protector, her rock, her person.
Pandora did not want to live in a world without Regulus. She never thought she would have to. Until suddenly, she did.
Because Regulus was gone. He was gone and their was nothing she could do about it.
Regulus’s last letter to Pandora:
Min cadeau,
You are the only person I can trust. I discovered the dark lords secret, just like I always said I would. If you are reading this, I am likely dead, and my plan worked. I’m so sorry Pandora. You were always my favourite, but you probably already know that, didn’t you? You are the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me, and I’m so grateful to have been able to love you and be your brother for all these years. And I shall continue to love you from the night sky, until the last star burns out. I really do wish I could have told you this in person, but here we are. I’ll miss you forever. And tell my goddaughter that I will always be there for her - that I’ll always be her uncle Regulus , as she will always be my little Luna. Goodbye little sister.
~ R.A.B
I adore the trans regulus headcannon and it’s something that brings me so much comfort, but I feel that we always just say he cuts his hair and wears stereotypical boys clothes and suddenly he passes completely, and I just feel as though we should sometimes delve much deeper into him NOT passing, and how that affects the way he lives life, because not everyone’s trans journeys are the same, and not everyone passes, and yet in things like fanfics and stories the trans characters pass even though that’s not true to the experiences of lots of trans people, and although I don’t know if other non passing trans people feel like this, it makes me feel like I’m less or not valid because people wouldn’t look at me and think that I was a boy.
I really wanna write a fic about regulus and Pandora’s friendship throughout their lives, starting before Hogwarts and ending with Pandora’s death so if anyone has any ideas or headcannons about them I really wanna hear themmm!!
regulus/lily: *exists*
james, appearing all of a sudden: i'm here, what are your two other wishes?
regulus: knock knock james: who's there? regulus: when where james: when where who? regulus: at 9, astronomy tower, me and you james: james: please kill me
the black family at dinner:
sirius:
walburga:
orion:
regulus:
sirius: i like DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK
sirius' room was a mess.
regulus knew that what he was doing was probably, no, surely, wrong, but the reality he didn't want to face was that he missed sirius. he knew he was intruding and he knew sirius wouldn't have let anyone else in their room, but regulus was always an exception.
a picture fell of the desk. regulus picked it up and he recognized all of the people in it, but there was something that caught his eye.
sirius was happier than regulus had ever seen them around him.
james potter was on their left side, holding a butterbeer in his hand. peter pettigrew was next to james, a wide grin full of admiration on his face. and on sirius' left side, there was remus lupin, one of his arms draped around sirius' shoulder and a strange twinkle in his eyes.
regulus always knew what that twinkle in lupin's eyes meant. what the longing glares and the touches that lingered just a bit too much to be just friendship actually symbolized.
on the chair in front of the desk that regulus glanced to there was one of sirius' leather jackets.
the boy looked at it for just a bit too long, then picked it up and threw it over his shoulders.
he made his way to the mirror and, when he looked in it, he saw a slightly smaller version of sirius.
regulus smiled. the jacket was just a little bit too large for him, but it smelled like sirius. it smelt like cigarette smoke and wet dog. it felt a bit like home.
"you know," regulus started, and a tear rolled down his cheek, "when i was a kid, i used to think you were cool."
but he was still just a kid and he would have given anything in the world to be just a little bit more like his brother.
the first birthday sirius' remembered was their third birthday, when nothing was wrong and their hands were small and regulus was still wobbly on his feet, when their mother never screamed at them and they still saw their father from time to time.
they did know that nothing much happened, because they were still young and they didn't remember much, but one memory stood with them from then onwards, and every birthday it played in their head over and over again.
walburga picked them up in her arms and they remember they giggled. walburga smiled to her son softly.
"joyeux anniversaire, mon fils chéri." walburga said, barely over a whisper, those words only meant for sirius to hear.
it was the last time sirius would hear those words from her.
-
their twelfth birthday was quiet. it felt different, because it was different.
regulus wasn't there, sirius was away. they were apart for the first time and it hurt. they didn't know if it hurt for regulus, but it hurt for them.
no letter came from anyone from home. ever since the black family had found that sirius wore the red tie instead of the green all of them did, something changed. and it made sirius scared to go home for christmas
"happy birthday, sirius!" james smiled, putting his hand on sirius'.
it felt warm, a weird warm that sirius had never quite felt before. it felt... homelike.
"we didn't know what to get you..." remus shrugged, "so we just wrote you a letter. well, peter wrote it, because if either me or james did you wouldn't understand anything." he added with a smile.
peter grabbed his bag ceremoniously and put it on the chair next to him.
"here you are, good sir." peter nodded, handing sirius the letter, who almost snatched it out of the boy's hand due to excitement.
dear sirius,
hi and happy birthday. you're cool. we love and cherish you, dear roommate, you're also cute.
the boys
although it was short and seemingly unimportant for anyone else, tears welled up in sirius' eyes.
"thanks, friends." they said, and they hugged.
and sirius found a new home.
-
sirius' fifteenth birthday was an emotional rollercoaster.
first of all, they woke up next to remus. and they didn't remember how it happened.
"happy padfoot, birthday..." james muttered groggily from his bed.
"did you mean happy birthday, padfoot, james?" peter snickered as he was scratching his neck. "happy birthday, bestie. swear on merlin i'll give your gift later."
he glanced into remus and sirius' direction, then grinned.
"james, let's go, give the saps- uh, i mean remus and sirius! some time together. yeah. let's go."
james looked confused as he was dragged out of bed by his friend. peter looked at remus and sirius and winked, then closed the door behind them.
"good morning." remus smiled sleepily. "happy birthday, sirius."
and before either of them knew, they were kissing, softly, like it never happened to sirius before. they knew they could get caught, but they didn't care, because both of them knew what they hid from each other.
they had each other, in that moment.
them and no one else.
"is this good?" remus asked, but the purpose of the question was a whole other, that sirius understood.
"yeah." they smiled, butterflies erupting in their stomach.
-
non arguably, sirius' seventeenth birthday was the best one they ever had.
they got away from their family and, at last, they were free.
"happy birthday, fuckface." remus groaned in the crook of sirius' neck from his spot in his bed.
"happy birthday, pads!" james yodeled and sirius covered their ears their ears with the thick pillow.
"fucking hell, mate, thanks," they sighed, smiling. "but merlin's tits spare me of the screeching."
"asshole." james rolled his eyes and threw a box right next to sirius, who opened it.
inside was a black watch with stars, almost as old as time.
they knew it was fleamont's, and they rubbed their eyes in an attempt to not let a teardrop fall out of their eyes.
it was a real gift from a real family.
-
Sirius,
I haven't written in a long time, Mother has hidden the parchment ever since you left so I couldn't write.
I wanna start off with an "I'm sorry.". I should have been stronger, I should have said something, I should have done something but I never did. Because I was scared, unlike you. And for that I have always been bitter, of how you could stand up to someone like Mother and Father. I wish I could have been more like you.
It hurt after you left, it was hard, but you did what was right, because that house has been rougher on you than on anyone else. I understand why you did it and I have never been mad at you for leaving, because you did what you had to do. I was lonely ever since, though, and no one could light up the house like you did.
The little box contains your gift. It'll remind you of me. Don't forget me in your new, perfect life, Sirius.
I hope you're ok.
Happy birthday, big brother.
I love you,
your little brother, RAB
-
"happy bi'thday, pa'foo!" hari squealed from his father's arms.
"you taught him that for this special occasion?" remus asked, looking at his now fiancé, a soft smile lighting up his features.
james nodded, giving his friend a grin. "had to, hari loves them."
"hey kiddo!" sirius cooed. "did you miss me?"
hari nodded frantically, holding out his little hands, trying to reach sirius. they put their finger out and hari's little hand surrounded sirius' long finger, who smiled.
"bravo hari."
and everything was still normal.
-
"prisoner three-hundred nine."
finally the last part of part one!
note: this comic was inspired by @queerdeadwizards' jegulus ficlet. thank you for letting me put your writing on paper. xx moon
summary: james sings regulus love songs in the great hall at breakfast and makes a fool out of himself
p.s.: part two will come in a few days
it's no big surprise you turned out this way
"sirius orion black, how dare you! how dare you disrespect me and how dare you screw our reputation up! you should be ashamed of yourself!" walburga shouted in the black's dining room, making the glasses on the table shake. "get out of my sight!"
sirius got up of his chair quickly and ran to his room, thoughts coming up in his head.
when they closed their eyes and prayed you would change
walburga sat on her chair, reached her glass full of wine, took a sip and looked out the window, the moon reflecting itself in her eyes, glistering in tears.
"what did i do wrong" she whispered under her breath. "didn't i raise him right? didn't i raise him to be the heir we all want him to be? am i a bad mother?"
and they cut your hair and sent you away
"where are you going?" regulus asked his older brother, leaning against the door frame.
"away from you all. i'm done" sirius answered." you can come too."
"no..i can't" the other one replied.
sirius sighed. "i'm sorry it has to be like this. well...take care." he finished, putting the last things in his chest and walked downstairs.
"sirius black, where are you going?" walburga asked, getting up from the chair.
"away. and i'm not coming back" he said coldly and left the house.
"sirius...!" walburga shouted. "sirius orion black!"
you stopped by my house the night you escaped
"sirius?" james gasped. "what happened?"
"i-i don't think it's time to explain" sirius replied, panting.
"why am i standing here like this? come in!"
with tears in my eyes i begged you to stay
"i shouldn't come here, i'm sorry" sirius sighed. "i'll just pack my things and search for a place"
"no" james responded. "stay here! you're welcomed!"
"james, you're amazing, but i can't take it. i'm not worthy of staying here, and i'm just a burden."
"no you're not!" james replied. "stay! please!"
you said "hey man, i love you"
"no" sirius finished and exited the room.
"no! wait! sirius!"
"no, james. i shouldn't have been welcomed here. i'll just look for a place to go. sorry"
"sirius!" james shouted after him, with hope that he'll come back.
as he saw sirius walking off, james could only hear the word "sorry" in his head.
"sirius!"
"but no fucking way"
doesn't know how to swim
Regulus Black headcanons?
buckle up honey, this will be a long ride
he is the son walburga&orion didn't plan but the son that they wished for: quiet, obedient, that type of stuff. what i mean is, he's not like his brother
they do look alike, though, and there are only slight differences between them that make them look different; sirius' eyes are a metal grey, whereas regulus' are a silver grey
regulus has always been a lonely owl and preferred to be alone over being in crowded, filled places. they've always made him uncomfortable, ever since his childhood, so he liked spending his time with his brother (and cousins) during the pure blood meetings, rather than being in the center of attention
this, of course, extended to hogwarts, where he had a few friends that he made because they were his cousin's friends
one friend that he did have though? lily evans, solely because of the slug club at first. both were reluctant about their bond, lily because of regulus' background and the person he was known to be and regulus, well, because of the same thing. eventually neither of them gave a flying hippogriff about it and genuinely enjoyed spending time with each other
also, since this seems to be controversial in the fandom: regulus never hated sirius for leaving him behind. my headcanon is that sirius asked regulus to come with him (i wrote something about this once, extract: "at the same time, one said a thing, the other one said the opposite. "stay" said the youngest. "come with me" the oldest looked in his brother's eyes."), and regulus told him he can't. even if sirius wouldn't have asked, he wouldn't have blamed him, because he knew that's what his brother had to do
always two steps ahead of everyone, because 1. he is a brilliant observer and 2. he is so very smart
he's actually really intimidating??? he doesn't usually talk he just glares??? and when he talks he speaks in french and he's lowkey scary although he's 5'7"
aroace and i will die on this hill. never even thought about liking someone
cat person cat person cat person
loves kids although he would never have his own
started growing his hair out since his sixth year, by the seventh it was about middle-neck length maybe he wanted to resemble sirius in the slightest because he misses his brother idk
really good at potions and comc
he can see the thestrals and he is friends with them, but he doesn't know how he can see them, because he doesn't recall seeing anyone die
after he finishes hogwarts he becomes the fair potions teacher that everyone loves, not some asshole who bullies kids who never did him wrong
Regulus and Arcturus look ridiculously similar. It's to the point that when Arcturus has passed and regulus's baby weight has shed, sometimes when Orion sees regulus out of the corner of his eye he flinches
maybe it's a good thing for canon that regulus died first because he would have never believed that Sirius could betray James
This is actually an astounding post. Thank you very much
Proof Regulus is all 3: a jock, a goth, and a prep
This is a companion peice to my poll.
Regulus is all 3 in one; a jock, a goth, and a prep. this is why he is so sexy and why we all worship him so much. In this post I will explain why and how regulus is all 3 of these things at once.
Jock: Ok, I am pretty shocked by how much Jock is losing this tournament. Because I feel like Jock is a very obvious aspect of his personality? I mean, him being a quidditch player is one of the only things we know about him besides his death... and it was so focused upon by Harry... But yes, Regulus is very obviously a Jock, he is on a sports team.,... and he is more strong than he looks.... so yeah, regulus is a Jock! I am guessing maybe people struggle to see this because they are too busy imagining him getting bent over a table or something
Goth: I already explained this in detail, but yes, Regulus is gothic, please read my post about it. I have seen some people say he cannot be gothic due to the origins of the goth movement but we are talking about the modern usage of the word "goth" a word to describe an aesthetic, if you saw regulus walking, you would be like, "whoa, who is that goth guy with the massive sexy ass?" the term goth has changed meanings over time, it refers to an aestehtic more than anything else. and also, I don't think you can try to say the standards of the muggle goth movement apply to wizards. I am using goth in an anachronistic sense; a modern person looking at regulus would say he is goth, and this has nothing to do with what goth meant at the time he was alive.
Prep: Well I don't need to explain this one since everyone Is already voting for it, but yes, regulus is 1. rich and 2. pretentious (see: the note he has on his bedroom door), so yes, I would say he is a prep.
So yes, he is all 3, goth, jock, and prep, which is part of what makes him so sexy, that he is able to encompass everything on this earth all at once, this is why I love him so.
Remus: Well, Peter's asexual, James won't be pulling anyone any time soon, and Sirius is too in love with me to do anything with anyone else.
(Remus says to Regulus, who is complaining about how Barty and Evan have started fucking and dont know what a silencing charm is).
I don't make the rules, but Barty gets spitroasted by Evan and Regulus in their dorm using their cock as a silencing charm.
And later in a Moonwater scenario, Evan gives them permission for Remus and Regulus to spitroast Barty while he watches.
And also Evan and Barty having sex in Evan’s bed with Regulus and Remus having sex in Regulus' bed, both of them leaving the curtains open for the other to watch.
Moonwater + Sirius
This feels cannon
Like Moonwater definitely adopted Percy at some point
Prongsfoot having the twins, Minerva would wait until the last second to send them their Hogwarts letters because she is not ready for the extra chaos they would be if they were raised by them.
I love the thought of Wolfbuck having Oliver like yes he was definitely raised by someone who is willing to fuel the level of insane obsession that he has for Quiditch and the amont of passion he has for the sport. But also someone who can give him everything else about his personality.
Wait, but what if Bill actually was a werewolf instead of just being scratched by one 🤔
Assigning golden trio and cursed child era characters marauders era ship parents based entirely on soul reading
Wolfstar: Ron and Bill Weasley (and Teddy obvs)
Jegulus: Albus Severus and James Sirius Potter
Bartylus: Victor Krum and Theodore Knott
Rosekiller: Pansy Parkinson
Moonwater: Colin Creevey and Percy and Charlie Weasley
Prongsfoot: Fred and George Weasley
Wolfbucks: Oliver Wood
Marylily: Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley
Pandalily: Scorpious Malfoy (and Luna obvs)
Dorlene: Cho Chang and Blaise Zabini
Marylene: Cedric Diggory and Lavender Brown
Pybill: Neville Longbottom
Lockemouse: Seamus Finnegan
I don’t get Moonwater prank scenarios …. Why is Regulus suddenly not a blood supremacist but Sirius still does the prank and needs it thrown in his face for the rest of his life to be a better person
Related to this
(Sorry, I only just realised that I didn't add the full thread 😅)
Sirius, in cannon, is a 6'5 giant who would make fun of the most popular fannon version of him out there. He's not mature enough by fifth year, in the sense that he's a prankster, and doesn't often take other people into consideration. He would do the prank regardless. In this case, the moonwater scenario, whether he acknowledged it or not, deep down, he wanted to get back at Remus for being with Regulus.
Both the Black Brothers definitely make mistakes. We all do. They hold things over each other all the time. They're brothers, their allowed to hold grudges against each other. Also, I meant the rest of his life bit as more of an exaggeration. Obviously, after a while, it's not going to be brought up that often, if at all. Some people need reminders to help them, I mean, growing up in their household, they would learn by being reminded constantly of what not to be. Constantly reminding Sirius could be Regulus' gut instinct on how to stop a repeat, whether it will help Sirius or not.
Also, any ship with Regulus that isn't like Barty or Evan or both or someone in Slytherin is probably going to have Regulus as not a blood supremacist. But it is a huge part of his character. In the end, though, he does change his way of thinking, trying to destroy a horcrux and everything. (I haven't read all the books, so I could be completely wrong on why he went horcrux hunting.) You can just push back when he changes his thinking and change how he does it.
In the end, this, the entire Marauders fandom pretty much, is fannon. Most shippers of queer relationships and mulltishippers exist because of the fanbase and the fact that you can mix and match and change shit up.
I see moonwater as more of a library get-together thing, where Sirius was probably just talking, and he brought Regulus up, and he has a lot to say on the topic. Remus, hearing how much the brothers' relationship is going downhill, he wants to try and fix it because growing up, he never had that sort of connection or any at all really and didn't want them to loose theirs. Also, thinking about it, no one, unless they asked Remus directly (which they probably wouldn't due to his scars), would know if he was a pureblood or not.
Lupin is a pureblood name, and I don't really see Lyall as the type to shout it from the rooftops that he's married to a muggle. He also hid their family away from the world (probably) when Remus was turned. So, no one really knew he existed until Hogwarts.
So Regulus, with a strained relationship with his brother, probably didn't even know that Remus was a half blood. He just saw one of his brother's Gryffindor friends trying to make friends with him in the library. It was a relationship built over a good couple years of studying and careful suggestions and correcting that by the time he found out that Remus wasn't a pureblood, Regulus didn't really have any opinion on it at all.
This confused Regulus a lot and had a mini mid-life crisis where he had to re-evaluate everything he thought he knew and the fact he still wanted to date Remus and that he wasn't repulsed by the fact.
Ultimately, with Remus pushing the brothers, they start to figure their shit out properly and start talking again.
Sorry if this all came out sounding passive aggressive that was definitely not my intention. I just got passionate about it 😅
Honestly, it's something Regulus would hold over Sirius' head for the rest of his life. He wasn't there to see the aftermath, to see Remus so incredibly heartbroken because he thought he could trust him with his biggest secret. He wasn't there to see the bed rotting depression Remus was in for the days following after. And it will always affect how Regulus treats Sirius.
Because Regulus was there, he was the one who had to be what Remus needed and tell him that their friendship could be mended and that it was probably an accident that Sirius didn't mean it. Even though Regulus didn't believe what he was saying.
So now that they are out of the danger zone, he is definitely petty. Whenever they have a bad argument, Regulus will throw it in Sirius' face for an instant win, not caring if it was a low blow.
The constant reminder actually helps Sirius grow because it is a constant reminder thrown in his face of what he doesn't want to be anymore and a reminder of the person he wants to work towards to become. Yes, somedays this tactic makes him feel worse rather than better, guilt almost consuming him. But overall, it's making him a better person.
Idk if this has been round tumblr yet, but how do we think Regulus would react to finding out about the "prank" that Sirius pulled on Remus in fifth year.
Already dating moonwater.
Remus is going to Regulus as soon as he can walk again, sobbing the hardest he ever has, inconsolable really. He has to get talked down from multiple panic attacks before he can even get a rough explanation out of what James had told him had happened, who at the time was shaking so badly from poorly concealed rage at Sirius.
But Sirius better count his days. If he isn't already disowned by now, he will be shortly because Regulus will stop at nothing to make his life a living hell until Remus and Sirius have made up on their own terms. He is beyond livid and manages to turn most of the school against Sirius when they don't even know what happened (like Harry's 4th year but worse)
Hy heart that is obsessed with fluff would say the first option, but my gut reaction is that it's both.
Because of the abuse his family had put him under, he wasn't exactly taught how to regulate he emotions. His friends helped with this, but every now and then, he just snaps. At face value, I see Sirius as an attention seeker, most of the time at least. Seeing that one of his first ever friend's attention wasn't souly focused on him and their little group, he became impulsive and did the first thing that came to mind. Unintentionally hurting everyone in the process and losing all his friends for a while.
It takes Sirius about a week to really wrap his head around what he did, with getting yelled at by nearly everyone in their friend circle, before it really hit him that he fucked up. Like he knew he had fucked up before then, but he was clinging to a reality that everything was fine.
He would be consumed with guilt and find himself having a midnight game of chess with Remus a few days later. Where they talk till dawn about everything, and Remus managed to really dig it all up and help Sirius to start to sort out his issues. He's by no means fixed. Their relationships aren't going to be what they were overnight, but it's a start.
A start that is filled with so much regret and guilt and Sirius swearing he will make it up to Remus until the day he dies, but it's a start because five years of memories doesn't go away overnight either.
Idk if this has been round tumblr yet, but how do we think Regulus would react to finding out about the "prank" that Sirius pulled on Remus in fifth year.
Already dating moonwater.
Remus is going to Regulus as soon as he can walk again, sobbing the hardest he ever has, inconsolable really. He has to get talked down from multiple panic attacks before he can even get a rough explanation out of what James had told him had happened, who at the time was shaking so badly from poorly concealed rage at Sirius.
But Sirius better count his days. If he isn't already disowned by now, he will be shortly because Regulus will stop at nothing to make his life a living hell until Remus and Sirius have made up on their own terms. He is beyond livid and manages to turn most of the school against Sirius when they don't even know what happened (like Harry's 4th year but worse)
I don't know, but when Walburga finds out that Regulus is queer she's livid, but doesn't disown him thinking she can get him to settle with a nice pureblood girl and start working on some heirs.
When Walburga finds out that Regulus is dating a half blood, half breed, she's livid but doesn't disown Regulus because she brought the Black family heirs into this world and Merlin help her someone was going to continue it.
Already knowing that Sirius is a lost cause, she clings onto the fact that she's certain she can get Regulus away from the disgusting half blood. And makes anyone who will listen aware of just what she thought, all their pureist relatives agree readily with her.
Walburga hates Remus with a passion. She hasn't been this passionate about something in a long while. Walburga hasn't even met Remus, probably never will, but she hates him for the fact he is steering Regulus away from the goal at hand. A pure wizarding society.
She was going to kill Remus. If that's what it took to have her grip on Regulus once more, she would do it without a second thought. And she was going to do it too, almost had even, but then word got out that they were expecting child.
She was livid and, for the first time, unsure what to do to get her own way. She hated Remus but became a little bit more tolerant of him, though you'd never be able to tell because she still spoke the same ill of him, but that was a Black heir he was going to be producing, so she was conflicted.
It took Walburga a while but decided she couldn't have a person of Remus' status tainting the bloodline. So him and their now 4 children would have to go, Regulus could always rebuild his family with a pureblood woman.
Regulus was only the tiniest bit ashamed that the first spell that came from his lips when his bitch of a mother tried to attack his family, his beautiful babies, was the killing curse. But he doesn't regret it. He needed his family to be safe.
Remus wouldn't have been able to get his wand in time anyway, with a 4 year old and a 2 almost 3 year old tucked into his sides, a 2 year old in his lap and a new born in his arms while reading them all a story. He hadn't realised that Walburga was even there until Regulus had shouted, and she had dropped dead, too engrossed in their children.
Had a funeral on Tuesday had dance practice on Wednesday, which made me feel like shit since my dance partner was real vocal about not wanting to dance with me and had work Thursday and Friday. So big week.
But on a different note
I'm over 3000 words and 7 pages into a google doc of the first chapter of the 10 bllu children, and here is a tiny fluffy snippet of what I wrote tonight before I go to sleep.
‘How far along are you?’ Regulus questioned, tilting his head to look up at his lover, big grey eyes full of adoring love for his significant other. ‘Umm, three weeks but technically almost two months.’ That managed to get Regulus to pull himself away from his task of giving Remus’ belly as many kisses as possible, sitting up and giving Remus a strange confused look before speaking. ‘What do you mean by that?’
‘Well, I’m a werewolf, so my pregnancy is a little shorter than humans.’
‘How much shorter are we talking?’
‘Anywhere between 2 to 5 months.’
Regulus could have passed out there and then, his mind is instantly swarmed with all they would have to prepare in such little time. And three weeks had already been wasted on thinking that Remus had a bad stomach bug when in reality he had started carrying their little baby. And wow, wasn’t that a thought, they were going to have a baby, a real living breathing human being that was theirs. He couldn’t stop himself from just staring, mouth hanging open. The only way to describe what he was feeling was pure awe, already so insanely proud of Remus for even making it this far.
‘We’re having a baby darling.’ Regulus whispered into Remus’ curls, holding him close to his chest, bringing a hand down between them to rub at Remus’ baby bump. Remus himself had tears in his eyes again, wrapping his arms around his neck and snuggling close.