Party Goers (1/1) (jegulus | raising Harry)
"Papa, papa," Harry whispered as he pulled on Regulus' shirt sleeve.
Regulus finished what he was saying and turned to Harry, finding desperate green eyes looking back. "On y va, oui?" Regulus immediately responds to his son, taking action to move them both out of the busy hall.
"I -uh I couldn't find dad, but I just... It's too.." he said as he gestured to the party and the noise. "Chais pas c'etait juste trops de bruit and de persons." Harry mumbled.
"C'est correct. Je comprends" Regulus said and they made it outside together.
"Do you want me to find your father or do you want me to take you home so you can be alone for a bit?" Regulus asked.
"I don't want to ruin your night," Harry said hanging his head bit.
"Non mon beau, I'm glad you found me. I'm proud of you for knowing your limits." Regulus assured.
"Maybe just home for me then?" Harry asked. And with a nod, Regulus grabbed Harry's hand and they turned on the spot.
"I can stay if you want, but I trust you and you're old enough to be here on your own," Regulus checked again as they landed on their front porch.
"No you go back, Dad was having a good time." Harry said.
"Et vous etes correct eh?" Regulus asked, "parce que votre bien-etre est mon numero un," Regulus put a gentle hand on Harry's head.
"I'm okay Papa. It was just too loud. Probably just going to read for bit and then go to bed."
"Okay mon fils," Regulus replied. "Send Hedwig si tu veux qu'on revienne," and with bright smile Harry went inside.
Regulus took a moment and stood on the porch, breathing in the soft breeze of the cool winter night. In this moment he is grateful that his son wanted to leave the party for many reasons: One, because he was able to bring his boy home like he would have wanted someone to let him leave a party in his youth when he was overstimulated. Two, he was grateful he and James raised their son to know what he needs and ask for it. And of course, because Regulus needed the sensory break too.
When he was ready he turned on the spot, returning to the party. He found James and updated him on the situation. James kissed him on the cheek, reassured they wouldn't stay too late, and then slyly grabbed Regulus' hand.
Regulus should've known better by now that the small act of intimacy wasn't ever just that. No, no he was being pulled to the dance floor as James attempted to salsa to the music. Regulus threw his head back and laughed, knowing that by dancing with James he had suddenly been able to make all the people he loves happy tonight.
