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"This can't happen again," Regulus says.
It happens again.
Or, James Potter is off limits and Regulus needs to stop breaking the rules.
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baptize in your thighs 'til it hurts (i'm about to take you back to church) by joosi
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
07 Sep 2025
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"Quite the Catholic, then?"
"Not one bit," Barty answers. "You?"
The guy pretends to think about it. "Depends on my mood."
Barty steps closer, his tongue sliding over his smirking bottom lip. "What's your mood right now?" He looks the other man up and down.
"Not very holy."
Barty nearly cackles.
Or, Barty and Evan meet at Sunday morning Mass and fuck in the bathroom.
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Everyone who knew Remus Lupin knew he loved his peace and quiet.
Which was why he was going to lose his shit if the commotion across the hall did not shut the fuck up immediately.
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Regulus groaned, as quietly as humanly possible. “I told you not to bring him here!”
“Who? Harry?” Sirius asked, mischief in his tone. “He’s a good kid, you know.”
“No, not Harry—you know who.”
“Not sure I do, dear brother. Care to refresh my memory?”
Regulus was frustrated now. “You—Potter.”
“Oh, James is harmless, Reggie. I don’t recall him ever being an issue here.” Sirius pretended to examine the books on the nearest shelf. “In fact, I thought you were quite fond of him.”
“I told you to keep him away from the library when I’m working.” Regulus glared at his brother, shoving a book back onto the shelf in front of him a bit too aggressively.
Or, Regulus Black is a librarian and James Potter keeps bringing his son, Harry, to the library for a variety of reasons that are actually just excuses to see Regulus again (and again and again).
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They closed the haunted house at two in the morning.
“Good work today,” Regulus said as he locked the massive front door.
“I loved hearing your voice in my ear all night,” James purred, leaning into Regulus’ space.
Regulus rolled his eyes, but the blush that made its way up his pale neck was noticeable. “I did not enjoy hearing yours for the past two hours.”
James giggled. “Sure, Reg, sure.”
Sirius wanted to vomit. He didn’t even know if that was possible considering eating wasn’t required for him to exist.
Or, the marauders are actors in a haunted house which they also happen to own. It’s a (found) family business of sorts. However, their visitors are unaware that the actors aren’t actually acting. None of them are human.