Hii, i see you in nearly all the marauders fic comments omg 😭😭 U seem so sweet and like u write alot, would u ever consider posting a fic rec of the best fics u read? 🫶🏻🫶🏻
aelinwya's all-time favorite fic recs
omg hi darling !! your message is so sweet and made me so so happy, thank you 🥹 i actually don't write fics myself (yet) but i probably will in the future when i gather enough courage
here are some of my favorite fics i've read and the lovely authors who wrote them, these are fics that have stayed in my heart even long after reading them, and the writers are truly just angels and so sweet !! hope you love reading these just like i did 💗
disclaimer! : this post is regularly updated and i always add new fics on here that have captivated my heart <3
MARAUDERS :
JAMES POTTER :
pizza fight by @luveline (i'm sobbing i want my own james this is so cute)
fell from heaven for you! by @bartonomy
is it over now by @zrvllya
do you really want to hurt me? by @zrvllya
hear it in the silence by @ghostedgwen
under that attitude by @ghostedgwen
lost in translation by @bartonomy
shades of wrong by @ghostedgwen
you dote on james when he's injured by @moonstruckme
james gives you the hug of the year by @moonstruckme
all the reasons we're not in love by @dismalflo
james tries to help when you have a sore tooth by @luveline
sorry by @cosmal
coworker james x sick!reader by @luveline
a knock on the head by @dismalflo (oh this is so cute)
SIRIUS BLACK :
my girl by @colouredbyd
on thin ice (series) by @moonstruckme
sirius taking care of drunk!reader by @luveline
gorgeous by @cassiopeiasdaughter
i think he knows by @theemporium
blisters by @cosmal
shitty IT job by @dismalflo
REMUS LUPIN :
the archive by @dismalflo
midnight zoomies by @colouredbyd
sparks by @zrvllya
sweater weather by @zrvllya
the art show by @dismalflo
i'll hold your hand through all of christmas day by @crescenthistory
matchmakers association by @dismalflo
paradise by @luveline
still here by @sunskisser
remus x autistic!reader who is comfortable stimming and unmasking around him by @luveline
notes in the margins by @dismalflo
REGULUS BLACK :
a bet on "not quite together' by @colouredbyd
all that is left to say by @colouredbyd
the great war by @zrvllya
the nightingale (series) by @colouredbyd (dalia's writing will touch the deepest parts of your soul, i'm in love with her fics)
you occupy my every thought by @crescenthistory
sweet like honey; karma is a cat by @crescenthistory
and what will come of us then? by @crescenthistory
sacrifices by @aetherraeys
BARTY CROUCH JR :
barty x black!sister!reader by @crescenthistory (i can always rely on carina for heart-warming fics, especially with barty and regulus jsksk)
this isn't fun anymore by @crescenthistory
LILY EVANS :
academic rivals by @moonstruckme
in absentia lucis, shoebox regnant ✴︎ 1.5 by @aurelia-in-the-margins
lily and whimsical!reader befriend a ghost by @moonstruckme
MARLENE MCKINNON :
locked out by @crescenthistory
i think i'm in love with you by @daystarpoet
sailor song by @zrvllya
POLY!MARAUDERS :
emt!marauders help after you're pressured into drinking too much by @moonstruckme
lover, you should've come over by @amnmesias
murdering flicker by @colouredbyd
secrets have teeth -> part two & part three by @colouredbyd (i'm in absolute awe oh my god)
roommate!marauders x reader by @moonstruckme
ghost hunter!marauders x new recruit!reader by @shadesofhogwarts
alone by @sunskisser
banana bread by @dismalflo
you're being hurt and your boyfriends protect you by @writtenbymoonflower
your emt boyfriends coax you into a hospital visit by @moonstruckme (all of mae's poly!marauders drabbles are just amazing, i recommend all her fics!)
whimsical!reader tries some alternative healing methods by @moonstruckme
your emt boyfriends comfort you through vertigo @moonstruckme
your emt boyfriends show up after your car wreck by @moonstruckme
emergency contact by @cosmal
homesick by @thesweetestofdreams
reader is attacked by greyback by @heaven4lostgirls
POLY!WOLFSTAR :
the time turner (i'm crying but also screaming this is so good and i never knew i needed this concept — i'm in love) by @starry-eyed-moony
scary dog privilege by @colouredbyd (i'm obsessed with this fic)
sirius is plagued with a bleeding remus and a fainting you by @moonstruckme
thawing out (series) by @moonstruckme
your boyfriends love you unconditionally by @moonstruckme
POLY!ROSEKILLER :
evan and barty help you ward off a creep by @ervotica
dissecting is just a hobby of his by @tiredofthehumanlife
POLY!JEGULUS :
celestial bodies by @glamourscat
you all reassure harry after he overhears an argument by @juleswritesstuff
POLY!BARTYLUS :
secrets by @evermoreness
oh my, love is a lie! by @colouredbyd
POLY!MOONWATER :
broken vases by @colouredbyd
hospital visit by @crescenthistory
PLATONIC/FAMILY MARAUDERS :
'til all that's left is glorious bone — by @colouredbyd
-> — so you'll bury your own (part 2) by @colouredbyd
if i follow you to the river (series | i am obsessed with this and cannot stop thinking about it, one of the best series i've ever read <3) by @amnmesias
always an angel, never a god by @amnmesias (honestly as someone with no friends and no one to comfort me, this fic hit very hard and i know i will be re-reading this a lot)
we are friends (slytherin emeralds x reader) by @crescenthistory
stop, you're losing me (james x sister!reader) by @amnmesias (don't mind me i'm just over here sobbing)
home by @amnmesias
you learn the consequences of a shared bathroom (marauders roommate au) by @moonstruckme
Idk if you’re taking requests but I’d love another poly! Jegulily x reader smut, maybe the boys walking in on reader and Lily 👀
so uh... idk if im good at writing smut but this one is for you love!!! also i am writing this from a hospital bed and my brain is only half working so
Caught
summary:James and Regulus catch you and Lily having some alone time
cw: MDNI. smut, this is kinda pwop, oral (f and m receiving) unprotected piv, cumplay?, swearing, idk this is literally just smut, lmk if anything needs to be added.
word count: 4.2k
Lily couldn’t be more perfect if she tried, her golden shining skin, her blazing emerald eyes, her ethereal copper hair. She was perfect in every sense of the word and you couldn’t believe she was yours.
How truly lucky you were. You got her all to yourself, yours to hold, to sleep next to, to feel. She was all yours, if only you didn’t share her.
You sometimes forgot that she wasn't only yours. You forgot that you had to share.
You loved your boyfriends, of course you did. And they loved you and Lily just as much. But there were days, moments that you just had to have her to yourself. You had to allow yourself to give into the pure greed you felt. She was yours, and you were hers.
That feeling, that greed, was especially present now, when she was pulling you upstairs into your bedroom. To be fair, you had been all over her all day, pulling her close and kissing every bit of skin you could reach. You could tell she tried to not let it affect her, but she had her limits. Limits you knew how to push and bend, knew exactly what to do or say to get exactly what you wanted.
Once she had finally snapped and gripped your wrist firmly, pulling you along behind her, you knew you had reached your goal. You got her to fold with a few whispered words and a coy look.
From pulling you behind her to pushing you into the room and onto the bed, every moment was heating up in the most delightful way. From her lips to her touch, you felt the flame of desire ignite and there was no extinguishing it now. Not as she climbed atop you, not when she lifted your shirt from your body, not when she kissed down your frame all the way to the flimsy material of your underwear that you were left in.
You could live in this moment forever. You could bask in the feeling of her gripping your thighs and pulling them apart, slotting herself nicely between them.
She slid her fingers into the waistband of said flimsy panties and slid them down your legs and threw them somewhere near the door. She made quick work of diving in, licking a stripe up your core. You groaned at the feeling, her tongue circling your clit over and over.
See, you all agreed that it was fine if two of you broke off every now and then for some quality one on one time. There was no rule against just you and Lily having some fun on your own, the other two didn’t have to be there. But, there was a sort of clause to this, just don’t get caught by the other two. More importantly, don’t get caught by Regulus.
At the beginning of your relationship, you often felt guilty, excluding the other two. That was, until Regulus had you in the shower all alone, growling that if he ever caught you like this with James or Lily, you would regret it. And that intrigued you.
Ever since then, you had yet to be caught, to see exactly what you would be regretting if you were. Now, there had of course been some close calls, but you took pride in yourself for the fact that you were incredibly sneaky and mischievous.
Today, you thought it was going to be one of those times, where you were able to sneak off and not be caught, just like every other time. That was until you heard the click of the door handle and looked just in time to see James and Regulus enter the room.
You saw James’s face spark with confusion then awe as he drank in the sight of Lily on her knees in front of you, lounging on the edge of the bed.
Regulus looked slightly different. You saw him look from you, to Lily, to the panties on the floor right in front of where he stood, then back to you. All with an unchanging expression. His eyes bore into yours, and you knew that you were fucked now.
“Lily,” you whined, trying to wiggle your hips out of her grasp, but she wouldn’t budge. You tried again, this time trying to push her away.
“I hear them,” she acknowledged. She didn’t halt her actions, if anything, it just encouraged her.
Your eyes were still locked on Regulus’s. His face still void of any shock, any emotion at all really. It was a strange contrast to James’s wide eyed stare and blushed cheeks, now the same deep pink color of his cock which was no doubt hardening beneath his jeans by the second.
With Lily’s continued ministrations, you couldn’t help the small moan that left your lips. You tipped your head back and allowed yourself to drink in the pleasure, whatever consequences be damned. Lily clearly wasn’t stopping, so why shouldn’t you continue to feel good?
You heard Regulus approach, his footsteps along with the wet sloppy noises that came from where you and Lily were attached being the only noises filling the room. He stopped just short of the side of the bed and reached to grasp your face in one of his hands, turning you to face him. You looked up at him and felt your heart rate rise in anticipation, wanting to finally find out what he had in store.
To your surprise, he just leaned down and kissed your lips. It was sweet, soft. He broke away and slid in behind you, helping to prop your body up so Lily could get better access. She took full advantage of this and flattened her tongue, adding pressure to your bud so nicely.
Regulus again turned your face to kiss you. You craned your neck to the side in an almost uncomfortable angle to reach him. He gave you a few soft kisses before licking along your bottom lip. You opened your mouth for him, allowing his tongue to explore yours. Your tongues danced together, there was no need for a battle of dominance when you both found a rhythm.
Lily seemed to be annoyed that the attention was off of her when she was the one working so hard, so she decided to bring a finger to your entrance and circle it, collecting your wetness before pushing in ever so slightly.
You forgot Regulus, snapping your attention back to her. You met her sultry gaze staring back at you as if tempting you to look away again. You saw her tongue start kitten licking you again and you moaned out, throwing your head back against Regulus’s shoulder. He stayed firm behind you, wrapping his arms around your middle to hold you in place for Lily.
Lily took Regulus’s help and added another finger to your entrance, pumping both in and out of you, curling upwards in the way only Lily did. You lost all your senses, letting out breathless moans and praises of Lily’s name. She felt so amazing. You were becoming undone for her, getting closer and closer to your orgasm.
“You just gonna stand there, pretty boy?,” you heard Regulus’s voice from behind you, "Or are you gonna come join us?”.
Lily halted her work on you and turned to look over her shoulder at where James still stood, your juices covering her mouth and chin. You whined, not wanting her to stop, but also looked to where your other boyfriend was.
He looked like he was in desperate need of some attention. You smirked, enjoying the fact that he could get this worked up by just watching you three. He stood, a little spacey and breathless.
You decided to help him out and smiled sweetly at him. “C’mere Jamie, I wanna play with you.” He nodded and moved quickly to be by your side.
Lily turned back to you and winked up at you before continuing. You fought the urge to roll your eyes back, you had to be somewhat coherent for James now. You turned your attention to where the boy was struggling to undo the button on his jeans, too busy watching what Lily was doing. You took pity on him and helped him.
His eyes flicked to you and gave you an appreciative look. He slid his jeans down his thighs leaving him in just his boxers. You reached up to wrap your hand behind his neck, pulling him into a kiss. His lips were needy against yours, eager for your touch at last. He shimmied out of his boxers and allowed his cock to be free of its restraints.
You took him in your hand, gathering his leaking precum to use as lubrication. You stroked him up and down with ease, pulling away from the kiss to allow his moans to ring through the air. Such sinful moans falling from his lips and you had only just begun touching him.
Regulus chuckled from behind you, amused with how needy James was. Regulus seemed to reward your actions by attaching his lips to the small space under your ear and sucking, biting. There was surely to be a bright purple bruise there the next time you looked at yourself in the mirror.
Everything was getting too much for you, every action, every noise, every touch, was blending together and you were falling fast. You felt the brink of orgasm approaching. You couldn’t help but moan out, throwing your head back onto Regulus’s strong shoulder.
Lily’s eyes shot up to yours, looking so sultry yet angelic between your legs, her tongue working her magic. She lapped you up in time with her fingers curling in just the right way, the way that only Lily understood. You were right on the edge, letting out breathless moans and chants of Lily’s name, before she suckled on your clit as her finishing move of her routine, and you were undone.
You felt every wave of pleasure as Lily worked you through your orgasm. “Good girl,” she drawled, giving you the praise she knew you wanted, Regulus doing the same by kissing your neck and shoulder sweetly. You relaxed for one moment, trying to catch your breath, before you heard a whimper beside you.
Your attention turned to the sad looking James at your side. You had forgotten his pleasure when seeking your own, and now he was pouting. You giggled, trying to compose yourself, and peeling yourself away from where Regulus and Lily had you, and crawled into James’s lap. Lily took your spot in Regulus’s lap, lounging lazily as both of them watched you and James.
Facing him, you took his face into your hands and pecked his lips. He tried to deepen the kiss again, wanting to continue where you had left off, but you cood, “Awe baby, I’m sorry. Did I forget about you?” James nodded fiercely, arms tugging you closer to him, trying to feel you everywhere. You could feel his dick so close to your bare cunt and groaned, grinding down on him to elicit the same reaction.
He whimpered and bucked his hips up into yours, dangerously close to entering you.
“Do you wanna be inside me baby? Would that make up for it?” you asked. James was almost shaking beneath you as he nodded and bucked up to meet your core again. You chuckled at his attempt to enter you, but looked to your other two lovers, just to make sure everything was alright.
Regulus had Lily in a similar position that you had just left. She was leaned up against his chest, legs spread for Regulus’s hands to work on her dripping cunt. You let out a short breathless moan at the sight. Regulus was whispering something into Lily’s ear that had her moaning and throwing her head back the same way you were just moments ago.
James must have had enough of your inattention, because he bucked up into you once again, this time finding his mark. James slipped into you easily due to the wet mess you had become on Lily’s tongue. You both groaned out at the familiar sensation, James stretching you out and you squeezing him in the way he loves.
Still facing him, you grabbed his face and pulled him into a fast and messy kiss. You both felt that needy desperation and melded together as you connected. James opened his mouth for you and you took advantage by licking into it. He moaned and pushed your hips down onto him even further. You threw your head back and let out a rather pornographic, attention seeking moan, putting on a performance for Regulus and Lily just as much as you were for James.
You started grinding down onto James, back and forth, as he let out soft whimpers. You moved your hips in a silent rhythm, getting James as close to his release as you could without bringing him to the edge. You moved your hips in time with his thrusts, the way you knew he liked, and let him think he was the one in control by allowing him to move your hips back and forth on his cock. He brought one hand up to cup your breast, pawing at it before taking your nipple into his mouth and suckling. You moaned and gripped his hair at the back of his head, tugging just slightly.
You snuck a look at Lily and Regulus where he had his ring and middle fingers pumping in and out of her at a rapid pace. Lily’s face was twisted with pleasure and ecstasy, eyes screwed shut and cheeks reddening to match the color of her lovely hair. She was going to come undone soon, and you couldn’t wait to hear the beautiful noises she would make. You know that watching you and James was tipping her closer and closer to the edge.
You rocked your hips on James at the same time as Regulus’s fingers sliding in and out of Lily. You cried out, gripping James’s shoulders and squeezing with your nails, no doubt leaving tiny crescent moons indented into his skin. You knew that sent a rush of pleasure down to James cock by the way he twitched inside of you and he let out a gargled moan.
You watch as Lily’s chest heaves up and down, moaning so seductively and making you want her between your thighs again. She let out moans in quick succession, squirming in Regulus’s grasp, legs flailing and hands gripping his thighs, anything to try and get away. But Regulus was all too used to this, and had her tightly against him as he continued his assault on her cunt. Fuck you werent going to last much longer.
In out, in out, in out. You could make out the sweat lining Lily’s chest. You started bouncing on James in time to Regulus now. James whimpered and nuzzled into the crook of your neck, giving you full control without pretending now. Bouncing, bouncing bouncing, closer and closer to the edge. Regulus added his thumb to brush Lily’s clit, and it had her screaming. You nuzzled back into James and slammed your hips down onto his, clenching his cock hard and feeling him spurt into you, moaning your name over and over, kissing your neck and holding you tight into him. You felt so good, wanting, needing to continue to rock your hips onto his, but you didn’t want to overstimulate him, especially when he had been such a good boy for you.
You didn’t have to wait for long, Regulus was pulling you off of James moments after James was completely coming down from his high. Both you and James whined at the feeling of the loss of each other. You felt the emptiness rush over you, but Regulus had a look in his eye that meant you wouldn’t have to go empty for long.
Regulus laid you down on the bed, smiling down at you. You became suddenly shy at his attention, remembering what he had said all that time ago about being caught, and now here you were, caught, and at his mercy. You were slightly scared, but you needed something, anything from Regulus. You would take the rough punishment, the unfair edging, the nerve-shattering overstimulation, anything.
“My turn baby,” He said, kissing your clavicle and taking your right thigh and pushing it down on the bed next to your body, giving him unrestricted access to your pussy, still dripping with James release. Regulus reached down between your two bodies and spread James’s cum up and down your cunt for lubrication. You could have cum from just that alone, but he then dipped two fingers into you, curling them upwards and making your back arch, before pulling them out and using James’s cum as lubrication for himself, tugging his cock once, twice, before lining up with you.
You looked over to where James was now between Lily’s thighs, eyes glazed over from pleasure. Lily’s fingers tangled in James’s locks as she used her leverage to grind on this tongue, meeting him lick for lick.
Regulus turned your face back to him, squishing your cheeks so that your lips pouted out. He chuckled at your expression. “Eyes on me now babygirl, yeah?” he said, more like demanded.
You nodded to him, eyes not leaving his, as you felt his tip line up with your entrance. He then pushed in, so slowly. Inch by inch he pushed in until he bottomed out. You had no breath to moan or cry out. He pulled out ever so slightly before thrusting in again. You arched your chest up to meet his and he took this as a sign to speed up a little more.
Still holding your right thigh in place, he thrust into you deeper. You felt every glorious inch of him and forgot about the whole ‘being caught’ scenario… Maybe he did as well. Maybe there was no reason to worry yourself. You let yourself relax and enjoy it all.
You finally got out a strangled moan, encouraging Regulus on. He was slipping in and out so easily, so quickly, that you barely had the right state of mind to notice that James and Lily were now 69ing.
Regulus gripped your thigh with one hand and brought his other to grip your throat, stabilizing himself as he thrust even harder into you. You whimpered, half at the way he was making you feel, and half due to the moans coming from both overstimulated James and Lily.
Regulus squeezed your throat in the most delicious way that made the sides of your vision go fuzzy and all the blood go straight to your pussy. Regulus pounded into you with vigor as he saw your eyes start to roll back into your skull. He was letting out breathless sounds, the only thing close to a moan he would ever let out, while you while you completely let go, moaning and cursing, chanting his name like a sinful prayer.
“Reggie, R-Reggie.” you cried out.
He smirked down at you. “What is it baby?” he asked with fake worry. You could hear the noises that James and Lily were making and you knew you were going to cum for Regulus embarrassingly fast.
“C-could we… switch positions. P-please?” you asked as he continued pounding into you.
Wordlessly he gripped your hips and turned you so that you were on your hands and knees. He pushed down on your middle back so that your tits met the bed and your ass was perfectly on display for him. From this position, you could watch James and Lily with ease. She was on top, riding his face, her juices running down his neck and chest, his cock a deep red, ready to be played with again.
You caught Lily’s eye and for the second time tonight, she winked at you. You turned into a shy mess again, hiding your face in the sheets before you felt Regulus slide his dick up and down your slit, recoating himself to push into you.
He lined himself up with your entrance yet again, but it was you who pushed back onto him. He let out a low groan and took your hips in his hands. He wasted no time, holding you in place as he pounded into you. You moaned so loudly that you were sure everyone down the block could hear you, but you didn’t care, his cock was too deep, he felt too good. And Lily and James sounded as if they were right there with you, feeling just as amazing.
“Fuck James,” Lily moaned out, lazily stroking his cock while still riding his face.
Regulus continued thrusting, bending one of his legs to the side of you for better leverage, reaching new depths. You cried out broken moans holding off your orgasm as long as possible, but you couldn’t hold it for much longer.
“I, Reggie, I’m s’close,” you moaned. “Please can I cum?” you still didn’t know for sure where you stood with him, if he was going to rip away your orgasm at the last second for getting caught.
Regulus just breathed out a “Cum whenever you want baby.”
He thrust into you faster now, knowing that you were on the brink. You couldn’t stop it, everything again came crashing down on you. You screamed out, but Regulus shoved your face into the bed to muffle the sound, still fucking into you to chase his own release.
You couldn’t catch your breath, listening to James come undone next, then Lily right along with him, her high pitched moans reverberating off the bedroom walls.
Regulus pounded into you for a good while after you had cum, James cuddled into Lily’s lap as they both just watched you take your pleasure.
Your body felt so lifeless as Regulus used it, pounding into you like a doll. You loved it. He was close, his thrusts becoming sloppy and not as coordinated as usual. You decided to finish your performance with an encore.
“Fuck Reggie,” you moaned out with a scratch in your voice from all the moaning and screaming. “You fill me up so good.”
You felt him twitch, gripping your hips and getting ready to spill into you.
“Merlin, you feel so good Reggie.” you coaxed, trying to get him to cross the finish line like all of you already had.
“You know how to make me feel so good, Y/N.” Regulus said, out of breath and sweat dripping down his temple as he chased his high.
You moaned once more before hitting the final nail on the coffin. “I love you Reggie.” you breathed out.
This completely broke him. He threw his head back, eyes tightly shut as he let out a whimper for you, coating your walls with his hot ropes of cum. You smiled and moaned with him, loving the fact that you got him to make such pretty noises, especially when he is the most reserved out of the four of you.
You confidently whipped around to face him, disconnecting from his cock to connect to his lips with a small peck. He smiled down at you yet again. “I love you too,” he replied softly.
You crawled to where James was laying on the bed, beat and ready to cuddle and sleep. Lily had gone to grab a few towels to wipe off with. You kissed James’s cheek and asked if he had enjoyed himself. He nodded sleepily and you giggled.
Lily took care of James while Regulus grabbed a cloth and wiped your core down for you. You told him you could do it yourself, but he insisted.
“I thought you were going to be mad at me.” you admitted to him, breaking the comfortable silence that had built throughout the room.
“Why would I ever be mad at you babygirl?” Regulus replied to you, wiping down your thighs where he and James’s cum had mixed and dripped out.
You shrugged but said “Well because of what you said about if you ever were to catch me… I thought that you’d be mad or jealous or something.” you tried to explain.
He chuckled, folding the small towel before throwing it somewhere near the laundry. “Oh baby,” he said, “As long as I am able to join, I’m never going to be mad or jealous.” He kissed the top of your head before slotting himself behind you, spooning you. “That is, as long as I am able to join…”
“I would never not want you to join.” you said to him quickly. “I like when we all have fun.”
“Oh baby,” Lily said, crawling in behind James to spoon him just as Regulus was spooning you. “You didn’t like when it was just me and you?” she teased.
“I did!” you tried to defend yourself. “I just… I don’t want anyone to ever feel left out.”
Regulus cooed at you and kissed your cheek, cuddling into you. “Aren’t you just the sweetest thing?” Regulus said.
“She certainly is.” Lily said, licking her lips and winking at you again.
oh gosh... i will check for spelling and grammar issues tomorrow whenI am slightly more aware of my surroundings but hey, first work of 2025 done!!! please let me know if there is like a glaring issue or anything lmao. please send in asks/requests case i am SO BORED in this hospital ❤️
hii!! i saw that ur requests were open and i was like omgomgomg. i was wondering if you could do poly!jegulus x reader (in ravenclaw/hufflepuff) and its like the cliche tie switch type of thing where they all end up with eachothers tie colours (like james gets a green tie, reg gets a blue tie, and reader gets a red tie). and omg pls feel free to ignore this ik its an odd one. anywhosies i love your fics !! you truly have such a talent for writing :)
soooo cute hehehe, thanks for your request! hope I did the trope justice <3
poly!jegulus x fem!reader who all swap ties [819 words]
CW: somewhat secret relationship (at least James' involvement), accidental outing of that relationship, reader is portrayed as shy and Ravenclaw
You were shy.
Certainly far shier than Sirius, shier than Remus, and perhaps even shier than Regulus.
And it was because you were so shy that Sirius almost felt bad for saying something.
Almost.
“Oi, Rem,” Sirius started whilst keeping his salacious smirk pointed at you, completely unawares of the piss being taken at your expense, “I think you might need to take 10 points from Ravenclaw for being out of uniform.”
Remus looked up from the article he’d been reading as the piece of toast that had been on its way to his mouth paused midair, and you furrowed your brows as you looked up at Sirius from under your lashes.
“Me?” You nearly squeaked when you realised Sirius’ predatory gaze was pointed at you, though Remus had the grace to smile at you apologetically.
“Your tie, love.” Remus explained gently, but that didn’t seem to clear things up for you.
“But…I have my tie on?” You argued in the form of the question, hand migrating unconsciously to the well-tied knot at your neck when James’ voice permeated the atmosphere.
“Angel!” He called out breathlessly as he made it over to the Gryffindor table. “I, erm, I think there might have been a mix up.”
Sirius watched you turn your head - which only served to draw further attention to the fact that you were not wearing your own house colours - to see James loosening the blue and copper tie from around his own neck.
Sirius couldn’t even enjoy the widening of your eyes or the slacking of your jaw when he realised something.
“Wha- wait, no, wait, hang on.” Sirius sputtered as Remus nearly choked on his tea. “Why do you have her tie?”
Your hand quickly began to loosen the tie situated around your neck, though your movements slowed when you realised-
“For Salazar’s sake, Potter.” They heard Regulus hiss as he stalked over from the Slytherin table; Barty, Evan, and Dorcas cackling, seemingly at his expense (to the point that Barty actually slipped off the bench in a fit of laughter), as he ripped the red and gold tie from around his neck.
“What the fuck!?” Sirius shrieked as you finally pulled the green and silver tie off of your person and timidly held it out to your boyfriend.
“Can’t believe you were so quick to blame it on me, Reggie.” James teased; easily replacing his own house tie to his neck and casually fixing the collar of his shirt whilst Regulus turned a completely new shade of pink and you looked like you were hoping for the floor of the Great Hall to simply swallow you up. “It takes two to tango.”
“Or three.” Remus chuckled under his breath, wincing when his boyfriends ire turned towards him.
“Did you know!?” Sirius asked his maybe possibly soon to be ex boyfriend (or certainly his boyfriend who would be getting no cuddles or chocolates from Honeydukes for the next foreseeable future).
“I…had a hunch?” Remus tried.
“The three of you!?” Sirius barked at the three of you then, though you and Regulus seemed to understand the question was for James.
“Yeah!” James responded easily. “We’re pretty cute together, huh?”
Your shoulders migrated impossibly higher at the attention as you tried to cave in on yourself, and Regulus simply rolled his eyes at what he clearly felt was a Gryffindor brand of nonsense.
Sirius had no response to that, though it didn’t appear James was waiting for one. James - the sod - simply pressed a kiss to the side of your head before doing much the same for Regulus and continuing back out of the Great Hall for his meeting with McGonagall as the Headboy.
Regulus let out a frustrated huff and narrowed his eyes at his brother as if just daring him to say anything, though Sirius watched his face soften significantly when he turned his attention to you.
“D’accord, amour?” He murmured quietly. (translation: alright?)
“Ouais.” You offered quickly. “But, erm, can you go away now?”
Sirius sort of expected Regulus to huff in offence or chide you for being quite rude, but Regulus seemed to understand that you simply did not like the attention right now and actually smiled at you.
What the fuck was happening right now!?
“Tu vas bien, mon amour.” (translation: you're okay, my love) Regulus whispered into the side of your head where he pressed his lips before he departed, but the expression on your face made it look as though you very much disagreed with that.
“Oh my gods?!” Sirius let out then when it was just Remus, you, and himself.
“What’s that saying?” Remus asked as he looked back at his newspaper with a satisfied smirk on his face. “Curiosity killed the kneazle?”
“I wasn’t curious, Moons. I was trying to take the piss.” Sirius pouted.
Remus simply hummed at his petulant boyfriend as he winked at you over the Daily Prophet. “Call it karma, then.”
hiiii angel!! I looooved your jegulus fics, so could i request a jegulus x fem reader where harry's their son (ofc) and like the grown-ups have a small fight(nothing too sirius) and lil har (who's living a pretty normal life) who's just like 12 or so thinks his mum is leaving(effect of too many muggle movies n shows lmao) and he panics a bit and it gets a lil angsty but then they all comfort him and cuddle while watching something disney perhaps? im sry if its too detailed hehe have a good day <3!
Hi to youuu! This was such a cute request, I loved writing it <3
I hope I did it justice 💗
poly!jegulus x fem!reader
warnings: none
The argument wasn’t even that serious. At least, not in your mind.
James had left the laundry half-done again, Regulus was on his usual tirade about “order” and “structure” in the house again, and you-
Well, you were just trying to drink your tea in peace.
But, as always, the Potter-Black household couldn’t stay quiet for long.
“I’m just saying-” you sigh, placing your cup down a little harder than necessary “-if you start a chore, finish it. It’s really not that complicated, James”
James, standing in the kitchen, his hands still damp from Merlin-knows-what, throws them up dramatically “I was going to finish it! But then Pads called, and I got distracted”
You suppress a laugh. Of course Sirius was involved.
“Oh, of course” Regulus, seated stiffly at the dining table with his arms crossed like an old-world aristocrat surveying an unworthy subject, lets out a sharp, unimpressed scoff “ Because when Sirius calls, the entire world must stop, and we must all kneel at his feet in reverence”
James pouts, looking genuinely wounded “That’s not true”
You glance at Regulus just in time to catch his expression. One perfectly sculpted eyebrow arched, lips curled into that ‘really?’ smirk he does so well.
You rub your temples, already feeling the impending headache from their antics.
“James, love, you always do this. You start something, get distracted, and then I end up finishing half your chores because I don’t want Regulus to have an aneurysm”
Regulus clicks his tongue “I do not-”
“Yes, you do” you interrupt “You dramatically sigh, shake your head, and look at me like I’ve let down the entirety of England by allowing James to run unchecked”
James snorts, shoulders shaking with laughter. Regulus shoots him a glare.
“Look-” James says, running a hand through his perpetually messy hair “-it’s just laundry. It’s not like I forgot to pick Harry up or left a potion brewing unattended”
“Not this time” Regulus narrows his eyes.
A dramatic gasp leaves James’ lips.
“I have never, not once in my life, forgotten about my own son, thank you very much” he states, only for his expression to turn a little sheepish as he adds “About the potions, though-”
And you want to laugh, you really do. At the absurdity of the situation, at James’ antics, at Regulus’ vein on his temple almost throbbing from the half-scowl he is sporting.
But it’s late, you are tired and there’s still a pile of unwashed clothes sitting in the corner who is just waiting for someone to take care of it.
“You know what? Whatever. I’ll just do it myself” you groan, pushing your chair back.
That’s when you hear it.
A sharp intake of breath from the doorway.
Harry.
You turn and find your son standing there, his posture too rigid, his face too carefully blank. His eyes flicker between the three of you, sharp and searching, and suddenly, the air in the room feels heavier.
Your frustration evaporates in an instant.
“Mum ?” he asks, his voice measured but tight “Are you guys… okay?”
The shift in mood is immediate.
“What ?” James blinks, his lighthearted demeanor slipping instantly.
Harry’s fingers twitch slightly at his sides, his weight shifting from foot to foot almost nervously.
“It’s just- you’re arguing, and it sounds kind of serious, and I-” he hesitates, like he’s not sure he wants to say the next part out loud “I just want to know if I should… be worried”
Your stomach twists. Hard.
Regulus immediately straightens, his earlier exasperation vanishing. “Harry” he says, voice softer now, careful “Of course not”
James frowns, concern overtaking his features.
“Hold on, you thought-” his voice falters for a second before his face shifts into something stricken, pained “Oh, mate”
But you-
Your breath catches in your throat.
Worried ?
Your heart clenches, sharp and painful, because-
Oh, sweetheart, no.
You step forward instinctively, reaching for him, like touching him will tether you both to reality, to the undeniable fact that you would never -never- leave him. None of you would.
“Sweetie-” you press a gentle hand to his arm, stroking gently, making him feel your warmth, your presence “-this wasn’t anything serious. We were just bickering. It’s normal”
Your voice almost cracks at the sight of his big, worried eyes.
Harry exhales, but his jaw is still tight.
“Yeah, but-” he lets out a humorless chuckle, but there’s something bitter underneath “-in those Muggle movies you showed us…the parents start arguing about stupid things and pretend it’s nothing, and then boom, divorce”
Your stomach lurches.
Regulus’ breath catches in his throat.
James looks horrified, like someone has just told him Quidditch was canceled forever “Laundry isn’t a ‘boom divorce’ argument! It’s a ‘James is a little shit but we love him anyway’ argument”
“It’s true” Regulus lets out a quiet breath, something almost like a laugh -but there’s no humor in it.
James looks beyond offended.
But you’re barely listening.
Your chest is still tight, your fingers gripping Harry’s arm a little too firmly, because he actually thought you might leave.
That one argument over laundry could break apart his world.
For the first time in years, something close to heartbreak flares in your chest.
Harry, your baby, your bright-eyed, brilliant, sarcastic little boy -the one who still rolls his eyes when you kiss his forehead but leans into it anyway- he actually thought that you’d walk away. That you’d leave him behind.
And the thought alone almost knocks the breath out of you.
You swallow past the ache, past the guilt clawing at your throat.
“Harry” your voice is firmer now, but no less gentle “Love, I promise you- we argue, yes, but it doesn’t mean we don’t love each other. It doesn’t mean we’re leaving”
“No ?”
That one word, that single uncertain word coming out if your little boy’s mouth is almost enough to make your heart stop.
“No, sweetie-” you reassure him, trying your hardest to ignore the lump in your throat as you take his little hand in yours “-Merlin, no. No one’s leaving, ok ?”
Regulus steps closer, voice still uncharacteristically gentle “We are a family. That doesn’t change just because your dad is insufferable about chores”
“I feel attacked” James mutters, always the one to brighten up the mood. Even when he was panicking and worried himself at the idea of his son having such dark thoughts.
He concealed it well, but not well enough for you and Regulus not to notice.
Harry finally huffs a small laugh, some of the tension leaving his frame.
James grins and pulls him into a loose hug, ruffling his already messy hair and smacking a loud kiss on his forehead “Harry, you really thought we’d let something as stupid as unfinished laundry break up our family ?”
Harry hesitates for half a second before leaning into the embrace.
“I mean-” he says, muffled against James’s shoulder “I wouldn’t put it past Dad to actually file for divorce over a mess”
Regulus scoffs “That is not true”
Harry pulls back just enough to raise an eyebrow at him, in a way so Regulus-like that you almost start laughing.
Regulus huffs “…Mostly not true”
James cackles, tightening his grip on Harry. Harry follows him, the corners of his lips tilting up in a genuine smile, the frown between his eyebrows melting away.
You feel like you are able to breathe after centuries of suffocation, your son’s smile being the oxygen you need to live.
“See ?” you reach out, running your fingers through Harry’s hair, pressing a soft kiss to his temple “We’re fine. We’ll always be fine”
Harry lets out a breath, and for the first time since he walked in, he fully relaxes.
The heaviest of weights suddenly gets lifted from your chest.
“Alright, I think we need something comforting after all that” after a pause, you smile looking at your son knowingly “Disney movie ?”
Harry tilts his head up so fast his glasses bounce on his nose. The sight is so endearing you almost melt to a puddle on the floor.
“Can we watch The Lion King ?” he asks, eyes sparkling and full of hope.
“Must we ?” James groans like he’s in physical pain “That movie makes me cry every time”
“Oh, yes” Regulus’ mouth curls up in that scheming way of his “Let’s absolutely watch The Lion King”
James groans again, dramatically flopping backward like a man defeated “I don’t know why I suffer like this”
Regulus rolls his eyes but tugs him up by his sleeve “Come on, drama queen”
By the time you all curl up on the couch, James is wedged between you and Regulus, and Harry is sprawled comfortably against his side, absently toying with the hem of James’s sleeve. The tension from earlier is completely gone, replaced by something much warmer, much safer.
Halfway through the movie, you glance over at Regulus. He’s still watching, his sharp features soft in the glow of the screen. James shifts slightly, reaching out to take his hand, thumb brushing over Regulus’s knuckles.
Harry watches the movement, a small, quiet smile tugging at his lips.
You catch his expression, and something warm blooms in your chest. Because this -this closeness, this love, this undeniable proof that you are his family- is what he needed to see.
You squeeze James’s other hand, and he turns to you, his expression sleepy but affectionate. He leans over, pressing a soft kiss to your temple, then shifts to nudge Regulus with his nose until he relents and kisses him too.
Harry lets out a small, amused sound, shaking his head.
“You guys are so- ” he doesn’t finish the sentence, but his voice is lighter, more at ease.
Regulus smirks “So?”
Harry just smiles “Never mind”
A comfortable silence settles between the four of you, the only sound coming from the movie playing in the background.
Then, without warning, Harry shifts.
It happens so fast that neither of you can react properly before there’s suddenly a twelve-year-old boy flopping dramatically across your laps. His head lands squarely in yours, his legs stretch across Regulus’, and his back presses against James, pinning him in place like an overgrown cat making himself comfortable.
James lets out a surprised ‘oof’, a playful smile on his face as his arms come to rest on your son’s stomach.
Regulus, however, blinks down at the boy now draped over him like a human blanket. “Are you serious?”
“Nope, that’s Uncle Pads” Harry quips, grinning up at him from your lap.
Regulus exhales, long and suffering, and gives you a look. But his lips twitch, betraying him, as he mutters “You are so your father’s child-”
James perks up immediately, grinning proudly “He really is, isn’t he?”
“-and i did not sign up to be used as furniture” Regulus groans, but you can see the way he, instead of moving Harry off of him, shifts slightly, adjusting so the weight is more comfortable, making room for him.
You snort, tucking your feet up onto the couch, smoothing back your son’s hair, fingers slipping easily through the messy strands.
You glance down at him, warmth flooding your chest at the sight of him looking so utterly at ease. He’s always been sharp and quick-witted, always acting like he’s too cool for affection -but now, with his head resting in your lap and his legs draped across Regulus as he smiles at him like a cheshire cat that got his way, he looks young again. Safe.
Your heart swells.
“Comfy ?” you chuckle, your thumb smoothing over Harry’s soft cheek.
“Very” he sighs dramatically, shifting just enough to make sure he’s well and truly settled, as if the three of you exist purely for his comfort.
Regulus exhales sharply, looking at you as if you can possibly fix this.
“Welcome to parenthood, love” you just shrug, biting back a smile.
Regulus huffs a light, slightly incredulous laugh, but his arms come to rest absentmindedly on Harry’s legs, hands rubbing his shins lightly over the soft fabric of those ridiculous deer printed pajama pants Sirius (and, with not little compliant from his part, Remus) had gifted him on his birthday, a soft glint in his silver eyes as he looks at your little boy and his mischievous grin.
He looks so much like James like this. Carefree, young James, who ran through Hogwarts’ hallways without a care in the world just to see you and Regulus at the end of your class, and spouted the most absurd pick-up lines you have ever heard in your entire life still to this day.
Your gaze meets Regulus’ and you know he is thinking the same exact thing, the warm fondness in his features giving him away.
Who knew, back then, that those cheesy words and that same troublemaker smile, so similar to the one on your son’s face, would’ve led you here ?
The movie plays on, the soft glow of the television flickering over the four of you, but it’s almost secondary to the warmth settling between you all.
At some point, James shifts, letting his head drop against your shoulder, his hair tickling your neck.
You hear him sigh. Content, comfortable.
Regulus chuckles “Are you planning to stay there forever?”
“Mmh…”James hums, making a big show of burrowing further into you before turning to press his face into Regulus’s shoulder instead “Yes”
Regulus tenses for all of three seconds before sighing and adjusting slightly. Just enough to make space for him.
“You silly man” he murmurs, but one of his hands moves from Harry’s legs to James’s hair, fingers brushing through the still unruly as ever strands in slow, absent patterns.
You smirk, reaching over to do the same, your fingers tangling into James’s curls from the other side.
James lets out a pleased little sound, muffled against Regulus’s sweater “You both love me so much”
“Says who ?” Regulus huffs, though his fingers never stop moving.
“The nearly fifteen years you’ve spent by my side ?” James muses, looking as smug as he did back in Hogwarts, his hair a perpetual mess and that grin that magically got him out of every trouble.
“I’m afraid he might be right with this one” you laugh softly, letting your hand drift down to squeeze James’s shoulder, your eyes still on Regulus.
Harry, still sprawled across all three of you, cranes his neck just enough to squint up at his father “Papa, do you really require this much attention at all times?”
James, without shame, nods “Yes”
You let out a snort, because it is the truth. And even Harry noticed it.
The movie continues, and the familiar opening notes of the stampede scene start playing.
James, already bracing himself, shifts slightly in his seat.
Regulus notices instantly.
“Oh, for- James, are you actually-”
Harry shifts slightly, glancing up at James “Are you crying yet?”
“No” James says preemptively, voice wobbly, his eyes slowly but surely welling with tears.
You smirk “Oh, you absolutely are, Jamie”
“I am not” James insists, voice cracking slightly.
Harry snickers, tapping James’ hand on his tummy in what you are sure is supposed to be a reassuring but still teasing gesture “Sure, Papa”
“It’s not my fault this scene is heartbreaking” James groans, rubbing at his eyes with the back of his hand.
Regulus hums, unimpressed "It’s a children’s film, James"
"With emotional depth, Reggie!" James gestures wildly with one hand while the other stays firmly wrapped around Harry, who’s still sprawled across all three of you "Do you even have a heart?"
Regulus huffs, lips twitching "No. I sold it the day I met you"
You bite back a grin, watching the way Regulus tries –and fails– to keep a straight face while you press a kiss into James’ curls.
The movie continues to roll, but the warmth of the moment feels like it’s come to life beyond the screen.
The laughter, the shared glances, the quiet affection -it all wraps around you like a cozy blanket, the kind you never want to leave.
Harry, still nestled in your lap, lets out a soft sigh, his eyelids drooping as the comfort of the scene lulls him into relaxation. His head, heavy with sleep, tilts gently against your stomach, and you let out a contented breath, your hand brushing through his hair once again.
James shifts, peering down at him “We’re losing him”
You smile, reaching over to brush a few stray strands of hair from Harry’s forehead, his eyes fighting to stay open, trying not to lose their battle against exhaustion.
Regulus, still stroking James’s hair, tilts his head slightly “You’re next”
James gasps, scandalized “I am a grown man, Regulus. I do not just-” He pauses to yawn. Loudly.
“Mmhm. Sure” Regulus smirks.
You chuckle, pressing a kiss to James’s temple before tilting your head to catch Regulus’s gaze. He’s already watching you, something unreadable but unmistakably fond in his expression.
You reach for his hand, lacing your fingers together, and squeeze gently. He exhales, and then, slowly, without fanfare, he leans his head against James’, his free hand coming up to rest lightly over yours.
There’s a long moment of quiet, just the soft hum of the credits rolling in the background.
And then, in the silence-
“Reggie?” James mumbles sleepily, voice thick with drowsiness.
“Mmh ?”
James lifts his head just enough to squint at him, a lazy grin curling at his lips. “You definitely cried when Harry was born”
Regulus stills. His hand falters where it’s been absentmindedly tracing circles against your thigh, fingers going stiff.
“What does that have to do with anything right now ?” he asks, his mask of indignation barely holding on.
A quiet snicker breaks the stillness. You glance down to find Harry --half-asleep but still listening– curled up against you, his warm breath fanning across your skin.
He shifts just enough to peer up at Regulus, his voice drowsy but amused “Did you really?”
James grins, tightening his arm around your waist as if to anchor himself.
“Oh, like a baby” he confirms, his voice rich with teasing as he looks at Harry with a fond but teasing smile “Mum held you up, love, and Reg absolutely lost it. Sobbing. Whole thing.”
You smother a laugh against the back of your hand.
“I remember” you add, tilting your head to meet Regulus’s gaze “You clung to me like I was going to disappear. Kept saying, ‘He’s so small. He’s so small’”
Regulus exhales, rolling his eyes, though there’s no true irritation -just that quiet, reluctant fondness that always softens his edges when it comes to you, to James, to your son.
“He was small” he mutters, his fingers resuming their slow, soothing strokes along Harry’s leg.
James hums, rubbing circles into your hip with his thumb.
“He fit in my hands” he murmurs, a note of awe still lingering in his voice even now “I thought if I breathed wrong, I’d break him”
You smile fondly as the memories of that day flow through your mind. You remember being a mess, tears rolling down your eyes uncontrollably as soon as the nurse put Harry, your baby, your most precious treasure, in your arms for the first time.
And, yet, you also vividly remember that, despite the wreckage that you were, James and Regulus managed to be an even bigger trainwreck.
Harry makes a soft noise, shifting slightly between you. His words come slow and heavy with sleep “’M still here, though”
Regulus’s expression softens as he glances down at him.
“Yes” his hand drifts almost absently to smooth over Harry’s curls, his fingers gentle and careful “You are”
Harry’s lips curl in a sleepy, knowing smile “Bet you love me even more now”
Regulus huffs a quiet laugh, thumb brushing along his son’s temple.
“I do” he admits, an emotion in his voice, in his eyes, that he rarely lets shine through.
You and James just smile at each other fondly, sharing Regulus’ sentiment, the love etched in his gaze.
Harry, now fully amused, drowsily smirks up at him “Aw, Dad. You do have a heart”
Regulus exhales, shaking his head in bewilderment. Half of that lovely spark in his eyes turning into amusement.
“Oh, you little shit. You've been spending way too much time with uncle Sirius, you know ?” the words are warm, practically dripping in affection. And instead of pulling away, Regulus lets his hand settle on Harry’s arm, fingers tracing slow, absentminded patterns.
But there’s a glint in his gaze that both you and James seem to notice, a smile blooming on your faces.
Before Harry can react, Regulus’ hand moves down to his side, fingers pressing lightly against his ribs, just enough to make him squirm. Harry lets out a startled yelp, his body twitching instinctively as a breathy laugh spills from his lips.
“Wait- Dad- no-” Harry gasps between shrieks, already trying to wriggle away, but there’s nowhere to go. He’s sprawled across all of you, completely trapped.
“Oh ? I thought I was being soft ?” Regulus only smirks, his fingers dancing against Harry’s side, pressing gently into the most ticklish spots with practiced precision.
You grin, watching fondly as Harry flails, his laughter bubbling uncontrollably “Mercy ! Please !”
Regulus hums, pretending to consider it.
“Hmm. Fine” he finally lets up just enough for Harry to catch his breath, fingers slowing to a gentle, absentminded rub against his ribs instead.
By the time Regulus is done with his little revenge Harry is breathless, his body lax and boneless. His laughter has faded into soft, lingering giggles, the kind that bubble up after being tickled senseless, but even those are growing quieter.
Regulus’ hands are back on your son’s leg, his touch softened, slow and rhythmic, lulling instead of teasing. He traces gentle circles against Harry’s shin and calf, fingertips barely there, and Harry exhales one last sleepy hum of contentment before completely melting into the warmth of all three of you.
A quiet settles over the room again, the kind that feels like home, like the calm after a summer rain, like steady heartbeats and shared breaths.
You can’t help but smile, watching them, watching all of them, as the flickering light from the television dances across their faces.
You feel the familiar pulse of warmth and affection surge through you.
This is your family. Your chaotic, imperfect, but undeniably yours family.
James lets out a slow exhale, shifting slightly so that he can get more comfortable, but not enough to disturb Harry. His arm tightens just a little around your waist, pulling you closer, and you let yourself lean into him, your fingers brushing lightly over his chest.
Regulus tilts his head, watching Harry’s face, the way his lashes flutter slightly against his cheeks before going still “He’s asleep”
“Didn’t take long” James lets out a quiet chuckle, his lips curving into a fond smile.
Your chest tightens with emotion at the sight of your little boy, his face serene and content as he succumbs to the tiredness. And you can’t help but lean down, your hand gently cupping Harry’s cheek as he shifts slightly, snuggling deeper into your lap. His warm breath is a steady rhythm against your stomach.
You lean down and press a soft kiss to the crown of his head, your lips lingering there for just a second longer than usual.
He stirs slightly but doesn’t wake.
Your heart clenches, that protective, overwhelming love filling every inch of your chest.
James’ voice, muffled against Regulus’s shoulder, breaks the comfortable silence.
“I love this” he says quietly, almost as if to himself, his voice filled with contentment.
Regulus doesn’t respond, but you can see the way his hand stills for a brief second before continuing to move, the gesture one of affection and care, as if he’s trying to imprint this moment in his memory forever.
Finally, you exhale, your voice quieter now, the warmth of the moment settling deep in your chest as you take it all in.
Your family, your home, the three most important people of your life.
“Me too” you murmur, your fingers brushing absently through Harry’s hair, holding onto this quiet, fleeting peace.
“I didn’t think I’d end up here” Regulus’ voice cuts through your thoughts, eyes locked on the screen, but you know his words are meant for you and James.
You glance up at him, surprise flickering through your heart “What do you mean?”
He shrugs, a nonchalant movement that tries to mask the emotion beneath.
“This...us,” he gestures around the room, his gaze sweeping over the three of you and your little treasure asleep on your laps “This wasn’t exactly in my plans. Or in my dreams”
You watch Regulus for a moment, the flickering light of the television casting soft shadows across his face. He’s not looking at you, not fully, but there’s something unguarded in his expression.
James shifts slightly, enough not to wake up Harry, lifting his head just enough to glance at Regulus with a lazy, knowing smile.
“Yeah, well-” he murmurs, voice laced with fond amusement “-neither was falling for a reckless Gryffindor and the most beautiful woman in the world, I bet. But you did anyway”
“O-ho” you chuckle softly, your fingers gently stroking through James’s messy hair. “You really know how to flatter a person, don’t you?” you tease, your tone warm, though there’s a gentle smile playing at your lips.
Regulus’s lips curl into a small, fond smile at your words, but he doesn’t say anything right away. He’s too busy watching you, a soft intensity in his gaze.
“It’s true, though,” he murmurs after a moment, his voice uncharacteristically soft “I didn’t expect…this. At all”
“And ?” you ask softly, your grip on his hand firm, warm “Any regrets ?”
Regulus finally looks at you then, silver eyes meeting yours for half a second before shifting to the man in between your bodies whose sleepy smile was still more blinding than the sun, and the little boy sleeping soundly on top of you who brought the greatest joy in your lives.
“No,” he admits, quieter now, a genuine curve on his lips “No regrets”
James hums thoughtfully “Not even when I forget the laundry? Or leave potions ingredients out? Or-”
“I suggest you to stop talking before I change my answer, baby”
James smiles that mischievous grin of his, but doesn’t replicate, his hold on you and Regulus tightening just a bit.
And in this moment, as sleep threatens to take not only you but the men by your side too, you can't help but think that you wouldn't change a thing about your family.
I'm loving your summer event! I'd like to request a poly!jegulus blurb with the prompt “come on, we can cuddle up and watch from afar while everyone else tries to drown one another in the shallows.” Please and thank you!
as much as i like jegulus, i don’t think i have their dynamic down as a writer, so this was a fun challenge! ty for the request
jolie's summer kickoff
a 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐫 fresh off the grill ⋮ aka a short blurb
contains: poly!jegulus x reader, himbo!james, sirius being a little shit
You and Regulus slide your sunglasses down your noses in unison as James jogs up the sand to your beach chairs. His chiseled chest glistens with saltwater as he tosses his head, flipping his soaked curls back effortlessly.
“He’s showing off,” Regulus mumbles, just loud enough for you to hear.
“Who cares?” you respond, eyes fixed shamelessly on the view, a satisfied smirk playing at your lips.
“Hey!” James says, breathless and beaming, water trickling from his body and splashing on your knees.
“What have you got for us this time, lover boy?” you ask, pushing your sunglasses back up your nose so you can ogle at his bare chest inconspicuously. He knows exactly what you’re doing, his ego swelling as he subtly puffs out his chest.
James crouches to your eye level, holding his palms flat in front of himself to present what he’s brought from the shore (for the fifth time). He points at various shells, telling you both what he likes about each one, letting you hold any in your hand that piques your interest.
“I’ve saved the best for last,” James says, fishing for something in the pocket of his swim trunks. He proudly displays a sand dollar in his palm, presenting it to each of you in turn so you can admire it properly.
As James holds the poor sand dollar in front of you, your lips curve into a pout. “Jamie, go put that back.”
His eyebrows furrow, tilting his head in confusion when you’re not oohing and ahhing like he expected. “Why?” he murmurs, a flicker of disappointment in his eye.
Regulus takes pity on him, nudging his ankle with his flip-flopped foot. “That one’s still alive, mon soleil.”
James looks perplexed, staring down at the little urchin in his palm. “What do you mean?”
You and Regulus shoot each other a sideways glance.
“Sand dollars are living creatures, Jamie,” you explain gently.
“What!?” James yelps, shoulders going tense, and he’s suddenly unsure of how to hold the thing in his hand. “I thought they were made out of sand!”
Regulus does nothing to suppress his laughter. You do try, but Regulus’ are contagious, and soon you too get caught up in a fit of giggles.
You scoop the sand dollar into your hand, laughter still bubbling from your throat as you say, “Come on, we’ll release the little guy together.”
You look over your shoulder at your other boyfriend.
“Coming, Reg?” you hum.
He’s been fending James off all day, refusing every attempt to drag him into the water. But with both of you watching him expectantly, he knows he no longer has a choice in the matter (and he might have a tad harder time saying no to you).
When you reunite with the rest of your group in the water, James is eager to share this newfound piece of information with his friends.
“Did you know that sand dollars are alive!?”
“Yes, James,” Remus sighs as if he expected better.
You let James do the honors of releasing the sand dollar, guiding him to a still, sandy stretch of ocean, well away from the kicking feet and splashing limbs of the clusters of swimmers scattered nearby.
“Sorry for kidnapping you, buddy,” James whispers to the little creature as he watches it drift down to the ocean floor.
Distracted by watching the sand dollar, none of you notice Sirius’s slow approach from behind, a brightly colored beach bucket in each hand. Carefully, he crouches to scoop up as much water as they’ll hold. Then, in one swift motion, dumps them over James and Regulus’s heads.
You jump back, away from the salty splash.
“Oi!” James shouts, throwing the plastic bucket at Sirius, who swats it out of the way. James has a lopsided grin on his face as he dives for his best friend in retaliation.
Regulus, on the other hand, is not amused in the slightest, looking murderous as he rips the bucket off his head. Before he can start spewing expletives or attempting to seriously maim his brother, you place a hand on his chest and gently push him away from the scene.
“Come on,” you say, using your free hand to brush his sopping hair out of his face. “James has it covered. Come. Come on, we can cuddle up and watch from afar while they try to drown each other in the shallows.”
Regulus grumbles something in French under his breath—a rather nasty insult aimed at his brother, no doubt. But he lets you whisk him away to the shoreline, where you sit between his legs in the sand and watch as James holds Sirius’ head under the water, all in Regulus’ name.
