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The first stanza gives me the vibes of Alphard, Andie, and Sirius deciding to leave and begging for their siblings to follow. The Black family drains everything unique about it's children and makes soilders, and those three didn't want to be. They tried for so long to change (beating a long dead horse) but being apart of the Black family is a life sentence.
The chorus is everyone. All of them are trapped in a cycle until they break it. "Never your baby, just a maybe," they never had kids to have kids. It was always for heirs. The Blood purity, so forth eeee
The middle stanza is Sirius and Regulus and Walburga.
It's between them and Walburga in the first part. Sirius and Regulus reminding Walburga of Alphard and herself - one trapped and lashing out and one desperately fleeing. Its also difficult because of how similar all three are - forced into positions, unhappy, lashing out. I would image that if they interacted as older, Sirius and Walburga still would have issues due to this. Even if she doesn't or didn't hit them with her hand, spells and words do it best.
It's between Regulus and Sirius in the second part. The dogs biting the bone is Sirius messing everything up with Remus and the others. "Daughter bites her words," Regulus not coming out as FmT for years due to fear. "Fight like wolves, then flee like birds," Whenever the brothers fight it's always vicious, pulling at old wounds and cruel - like their family. Then they both realize, fleeing before the other says something. "From the save pack but rivaling herds," the brothers come from the same family, but in the end have vastly different friends.
I also just imagine that when it doesn't get physical, the family does have screaming matches often. Cops would be called, the whole thing. Very early the kids learned they could use their words effectively against each other even if they couldn't against their parents. I imagine that while close, the boys and girls had a battle of shouts at least once a day (then sneak each other treats to make up for it.)
I could also imagine Sirius and Regulus trying to settle into the Potters and realizing how intertwined their family is in them. And also Reg and Sirius have to stomp to the back of the garden to have their arguments - they cannot not have them, because then they get waaaay worse.
God bless that one creator on insta keeping the Walburga Black angst alive. God bless
Walburga: you do not deserve my son.
James: you don’t deserve your son.
Walburga: excuse me.
James: you heard me.
Walburga: you are not good enough for my son.
Remus: you’re not good enough for your son.
Walburga: pardon.
Remus: you heard me.
the black family at dinner:
sirius:
walburga:
orion:
regulus:
sirius: i like DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK DICK
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"
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.
alphard and cygnus make fun of walburga cuz shes the older sister so strict and perfect that she looks like a robot
cygnus and walburga make fun of alphard cuz hes the middle brother that doesnt fit in the family and no one pays attention
walburga and alphard make fun of cygnus cuz hes the younger brother that thinks he's smarter than he really is
i absolutely love the idea of walburga and druella being best friends that went to hogwarts in the same year
druella is the popular and beautiful girl that everyone loves, shes charismatic, fun and extremely sociable
walburga is conventionally pretty but people are so intimidated by her that they forget that, shes serious, never seems to smile and doesn't have the patience to (and doesn't even know how) make friends
and yet they work so well
they are super protective of each other, walburga always keeps an eye on anyone who might hurt druella while druella doesn't allow anyone to say bad things about walburga.
druella has thousands of people wanting her attention and yet walburga is always her priority
walburga always says that she hates jokes and "superficial" things but she could spend hours listening to druella talk about the most diverse and meaningless subjects. and druella is the only one that is able to make walburga laugh (which is still a hard task)
theyre also kinda sapphic but they will never realized that
they have to stay apart when the rosiers make druella marry a man from the nott family, far from each other after years of being stuck together at hogwarts. but then this random man dies, and the next husband that druella's family finds is walburgas younger brother that has only 18, while walburga just got married to her own counsin. and theyre glued together again, living in the same mansion, being in the same family and its kinda weird but theyre happy to be close
I truly wonder what was going through Sirius' mind when he learned about his mother's passing. I assume a big part of him felt vindicated, happy, free, maybe even a bit detached and indifferent (after all he hadn't seen his mother in a while) but I have to wonder if a part of him grieved the mother he never had, the love he never got. A part of me wonders if he got overwhelmed by the unfairness of his childhood, the acceptance that was so expected for the people around him and was never given to him, the parts of Sirius that broke and would always be a bit shattered because of the way his mother raised him. What if a small,tiny part of him, the part that would forever be a child desperately wanting his family's support, couldn't help but remember the small moments of protectiveness and gentleness his mother showed to him before everything, the way she hugged him before his first year at Hogwarts , the way she cleaned his bruises even though he knows she is the one that caused them
Meeting Walburga
Regulus brings Harry to meet his grandmother
[Regulus Black x Fem Potter! reader]
word count: 785
warnings: hurt/comfort, Walburga being a meanie to Harry
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Regulus wasn’t entirely sure why he agreed to this.
It was a terrible idea. He knew that. Y/N knew that. Even Kreacher, who had loyally followed him into this new life, had given him a wary look when he mentioned visiting 12 Grimmauld Place.
Yet, here they were.
Harry held Regulus’ hand tightly as they stood outside the Black family’s ancestral home. The looming townhouse was as dark and unwelcoming as ever, its iron-wrought serpent door knocker glinting in the dim London light. Regulus exhaled sharply, tightening his grip on his son’s small hand.
“Stay close to me,” he murmured.
Harry nodded, his green eyes wide as he stared up at the tall building. “Are you sure she won’t like… hex me?” he whispered, only half-joking.
Regulus almost smirked. She would if she could.
Instead, he knocked.
The door swung open almost immediately, revealing Kreacher. His large, bat-like ears twitched as he looked down at Harry. For a long moment, he was silent, his expression unreadable. Then, to Harry’s surprise, the elf bowed low.
“Master Regulus,” he croaked. “Young Master Potter.”
Harry’s eyebrows shot up. Master Potter? No one had ever called him that before.
Regulus gave a curt nod, stepping inside and ushering Harry in after him. The house smelled the same—dust, old magic, and a hint of something burning in the fireplace. The walls were lined with dark portraits, and Harry nearly jumped as one of them moved.
But before he could get a proper look, a voice rang through the house—sharp, commanding, and dripping with disdain.
“Regulus.”
Harry turned toward the voice and saw her.
Walburga Black stood at the foot of the grand staircase, dressed in deep emerald green. Her sharp features were set in stone, her dark eyes taking in her son before shifting to Harry.
The temperature in the room seemed to drop.
Regulus straightened his shoulders, his grip on Harry’s hand firm. “Mother.”
Walburga’s lips thinned as her gaze swept over Harry like he was an insect. “So,” she said slowly, coldly. “This is what you’ve been reduced to. Raising a half-blood.”
Harry stiffened, instinctively stepping closer to Regulus.
Regulus’ expression didn’t change. “He is my son.”
Walburga scoffed. “He is James Potter’s son.” Her voice was venomous. “A disgrace to the family name.”
Harry felt his face grow hot, but before he could say anything, Regulus spoke—his voice steady, but edged with steel.
“He is my son,” he repeated, quieter this time. “And I will not tolerate you speaking of him that way.”
Walburga’s eyes darkened. “You dare bring him into this house?”
“I brought him here so you could meet your grandson,” Regulus said, his tone even. “Not to hear your outdated prejudices.”
Harry bit his lip, gripping Regulus’ sleeve. He didn’t understand everything, but he knew she didn’t like him. He could feel it.
For a long, tense moment, Walburga simply stared at them.
Then, to Harry’s utter shock, she let out a low chuckle.
“You’ve changed,” she murmured, her gaze locked onto Regulus. “Not that it matters. The blood in your veins remains the same. That thing” —her eyes flicked to Harry— “does not.”
Harry flinched.
Regulus’ jaw tightened. “Come, Harry,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “We’re leaving.”
Harry didn’t hesitate, stepping quickly in line beside him as Regulus turned on his heel.
As they reached the door, Walburga’s voice rang out again.
“When the time comes,” she said, “you’ll regret your choices, Regulus.”
Regulus didn’t stop walking.
Kreacher, who had remained silent through the exchange, gave a deep bow as they passed.
As soon as they stepped outside, Harry let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding.
Regulus glanced down at him. “Are you alright?”
Harry hesitated, then nodded. “…She doesn’t like me.”
Regulus sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. “That doesn’t matter,” he muttered. Then, more softly, “I do.”
Harry blinked up at him.
“…Mama does, too,” he said after a moment.
Regulus smirked. “Of course she does. She’s your mother.”
Harry smiled a little, shuffling closer to Regulus as they started walking again.
“…Do you think Kreacher likes me?”
Regulus chuckled, glancing back at the house. “I think he’s figuring it out.”
Harry hummed. “I liked him.”
Regulus raised a brow. “You did?”
“He bowed,” Harry said simply. “I think that means he kinda likes me.”
Regulus shook his head in amusement. “You are far too optimistic.”
But as they made their way home, he found himself silently grateful.
Harry would never know the cold walls of that house. He would never be raised in darkness, surrounded by cruel whispers of blood purity and superiority.
He had a family.
A real one.
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plot: regulus and sirius are secretly on the facetime with each other.
regulus: mother says that my “night time calls have to stop” she thinks i’m being too disruptive while she and father are trying to sleep.
sirius: aren’t old people supposed to be, i don’t know…hard of hearing? like, what’s up with the spidey sense luv? you tryna sleep or eavesdrop?
regulus: *bursts out laughing, eventually losing balance and falling off his chair*
sirius: *bursts out laughing at regulus, and ends up falling off his bed*
both of them stayed on their floors, staring at each others’ foreheads in the camera frame, wheezing with laughter for about 10 minutes.
c'mon Ill be walburga for you
Lets give the tumblr people a good laugh then shall we?
Walburga: so… you’re still gay, then?
Sirius: no, actually I forgot to pay my Gay Bill this month so they cut me off.
Look at these beautiful Regulus comics!
There are more chapters on the artist's page, please check it out, it's absolutely stunning.
The Prodigal Brother part 1
Unpopular opinion but, i with my whole heart believe that Walburga Black, despite being a terrible mother, did love her sons and did what she thought was right for them despite her methods being extremely cruel, callous, toxic and unhealthy. She's a victim too, but of course that doesn't excuse her actions of disowning Sirius and all, but I do believe that she loved Sirius and Regulus alot :(
Sirius: So… my mother wanted to know the names of my friends.
Sirius: I panicked and started brushing my teeth.
Sirius: Because I can’t talk while I’m brushing my teeth, ya know?
Walburga: You are not good enough for my son.
Remus: You’re not good enough for your son.
Walburga: Excuse me?
Remus: You heard me.