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train - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 198

The Hogwarts Express rocks gently as it speeds north. Somewhere between the second and third carriage, Regulus Black is pressed against James Potter with one hand fisted in his tie.

James kisses like he talks. Reckless. Warm. Relentless. The invisibility cloak is draped over them in a haphazard shimmer. Hiding nothing from the chaos of their shared grin and the muffled sound of lips meeting again and again and again.

Footsteps echo down the corridor.

“Oi! James!” Sirius’ voice is far too close.

They freeze.

Regulus barely dares to breathe. James stifles a laugh against his collarbone.

Then—

“Sirius,” Remus says calmly. “He’s probably off snogging someone. Leave him be.”

There’s a beat of silence.

Then, horrifyingly, Remus glances straight at them. As of he can see straight through the cloak. He raises one eyebrow. His gaze lingers for exactly one second too long before he turns back to Sirius.

“Come on. I need your help hexing the snack trolley.”

As their footsteps fade, Regulus exhales.

“…He knew,” James whispers, grinning.

“Obviously,” Regulus mutters, tugging James back in by the tie. “Now shut up before I hex your mouth shut.”

They’re both still laughing when they kiss again.

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balloon - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 209

Regulus holds the balloon like it’s a punishment. The string is wrapped around his finger in a tight spiral. He’s staring at it with blank disinterest.

James eyes it and snorts. “You look ridiculous.”

“You’re one to talk.”

“Why do you even have it?”

“It was handed to me. I didn’t ask. Sirius thought it was funny I suppose.”

James reaches for it. “I’ll take care of it for you.”

Regulus twists away as if shielding his gift. “No.”

“You hate it.”

“I don’t.”

“You’ve been glaring at it like it insulted your lineage.”

Regulus flicks his gaze to him. “It’s mine.”

“You’re emotionally attached now, is that it?”

“I’m winning,” Regulus says flatly.

“At what?”

“The silent standoff between me and the balloon. It knows.”

James snorts and makes another grab. Regulus pulls the balloon behind his back like it’s a precious artifact. “You’re being absurd,” James says.

“You’re the one trying to steal air in a rubber sphere.”

James grins. “You’re cute when you’re petty.”

Regulus blinks. Flushes. Only for a second. Then, he’s back to being neutral. He says coolly, “touch it again and I’ll hex your fingers off.”

James, very softly, says, “it’d be worth it.”

He tries again.

He gets hexed of course.

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car - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 226

Lily grips the grab handle like it’s the only thing keeping her tethered to this plane of existence. “James, brake, not accelerate…for Merlin’s sake, we’re not dueling the stop sign!”

James mutters, “it looked like it started it—”

From the backseat, Regulus says coolly, “you're riding the clutch. Ease up a little.”

James glances in the rearview mirror, wide-eyed. “What clutch?”

“It’s the—” Lily freezes. Turns. “Wait. Regulus—you can drive?”

Regulus meets her gaze like it’s a casual interrogation. Shrugs. “Technically. I prefer not to.”

James cranes around. “You—you have a Muggle license and you’ve just been sitting there watching me suffer?”

Regulus tilts his head. “I found it entertaining.”

Lily blinks. Then snorts. Then laughs so hard she has to clutch her stomach. It makes Regulus smile. Now, Lily is James’ ex. And normally he’d be jealous of them just…hanging around each other. But it's Lily. And Lily is one of the best people he knows

James groans and slumps over the wheel. “I’ve been betrayed.”

Regulus smirks. “Not betrayed. Just…observed.” He leans forward, voice low near James’ ear. “But if you want help after she’s done shouting, I could be convinced.”

James turns a brilliant shade of red. Lily raises an eyebrow. “He’s going to crash just to get driving lessons from you, isn’t he?”

“Almost definitely,” Regulus murmurs, ensuring his seatbelt is secured.

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spider - jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 196

James lets out a yelp so high-pitched it could crack glass. “Regulus. Regulus. There’s a spider. It has knees. It’s looking at me.”

Regulus doesn’t even glance up from his book. “You’re a wizard, James.”

“Yes, and that thing is eight-legged nightmare fuel. I’m not dueling Shelob.”

With a sigh so weary it might qualify as a full-body workout, Regulus gets to his feet. “Fine. I’ll handle it.” He pats James’s shoulder mockingly. “I’ll remember this by the way.”

“That’s fine! Just kill it already!”

He strides into the kitchen, utterly unimpressed. That is until he sees it. The spider is the size of a Galleon and perched smugly on the counter like it was the one to purchase the house.

Regulus blinks. “Merlin.”

The spider twitches.

He yelps. A spell goes wide and hits the teapot. It explodes. There’s a pause. Smoke. Possibly a little dignity smoldering. Regulus cringes, mentally reminding himself to apologize to Lily next time he sees her. She gave them that teapot as a wedding gift.

Then Regulus says calmly, “We’re going out. Get your coat.”

James grins, already grabbing the floo powder. “You screamed louder than I did.”

“Shut up.”

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Broom - Jegulus - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 191

James doesn’t mean to stare, but Regulus on a broom is…unfair. How could someone be that attractive all of the time?

The sun hits him just right. It goes over his high cheekbones and his black hair wind-tossed. His robes are billowing like something out of a dream James shouldn’t be having in the middle of a training session. One James insisted on stating they ‘needed a feasible way to be around each other’. But here he is, forgetting how to fly because Regulus Black just did a corkscrew turn like he was born mid-air.

When Regulus lands, he raises an eyebrow. “You’re staring…again.”

“I am not.”

“You flew straight into a goalpost.”

James, still clutching his bruised pride, shrugs. “Maybe I was distracted by how ridiculous you look when you’re showing off.”

Regulus smirks. “I’m not showing off. I’m just better.”

James steps closer and lowers his voice. “I’d like to see you say that when we’re both off our brooms for the day.”

Regulus’s gaze dips briefly to James’s mouth. “Oh, I plan to.”

And suddenly, James is pretty sure he’s going to forget how to walk as well.

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uncle - wolfstar - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 188

Harry toddles into the sitting room wearing one of Sirius’ shirts like a dress. It drags along the floor. It’s half-buttoned and swallowing him whole.

Sirius gasps. “He’s raided my wardrobe.”

Remus, who is lounging with a book, doesn’t look up. “Clearly he has taste.”

Sirius drops dramatically to his knees in front of Harry. “How dare you betray me like this. That’s my favorite shirt.”

Harry giggles and trips over the hem. Sirius catches him and lifts him up. He tickles his sides until he’s shrieking.

“Padfoot!” Remus warns, even as he smiles. “No winding him up before nap time.”

“But look at him! He’s a fashion icon. A rebel. A Marauder in the making.” Sirius swings Harry onto the couch beside him.

“Godric help us,” Remus mutters, setting his book aside to gently fix the shirt’s buttons. “He’s going to get us arrested by age five.”

Harry beams up at both of them. “Uncle Moony,” he says proudly. “Uncle Padfoo.”

They both freeze. Then Sirius grins, uncharacteristically soft.

Remus leans over and brushes Harry’s hair back. “That’s right, sweetheart. We’ve got you.”

Forever, if they can.

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surreal - wolfstar - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 186 - warning: implied recreational drug use

Sirius is lying on the floor, one leg hooked over the arm of the couch like it’s some kind of throne. “Moony,” he says, voice low and reverent, “I can see the music.”

Remus, curled on the rug beside him, tilts his head with great effort. “What’s it doing?”

“It’s…undulating.” Sirius waves his hand vaguely. “Like a jellyfish. Or your hair when you forget to comb it.”

Remus snorts, “you’re one to talk. You’ve got a whole ecosystem in there.” He reaches out and pokes a curl. It springs back. “I swear it just tried to bite me.”

They dissolve into laughter. The ceiling is stars now. Or maybe they’ve just forgotten they’re inside. It feels so surreal.

Sirius reaches up, fingers spread. “Do you think we could just…float? Like dust. You and me.”

Remus watches him, quiet for a beat. Then he says, “I’d follow you past the stars.”

Sirius turns his head, eyes wide. “That’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me.”

Remus grins. “Liar, but alright.”

Sirius then gets up to get some water because Merlin, his mouth is dry.

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