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The Black Family Doesn't Cry

Summary:

When Regulas Black's parents refuse to see him at Christmas he turns to the one boy no one expects to comfort him. One such James Potter.

Notes:

Hey everyone! I hope you enjoy this fic :) This is a one-shot but I'm busy so instead of posting it all at once every couple of days I will post an approximately 1000-ish word "chapter".

TW: Referenced and implied SH, Parental trauma and abuse discussions, Implied Suicidal thoughts , Swearing and homophobia.

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Couple of important notes!

Though this is a Jegulas fic I won't tolerate Lily bashing. I adore her so so so much. There's a little bit of time bending but nothing that affects the plotline :) Thanks for reading!

 

December 18th,1976 ; Hogwarts Gryffindor Common Room

 

James strolled into the common room after flying practice tossing aside his jacket and spraying snow everywhere. The tip of his nose was pink and he rubbed his hands together clapping them once or twice before looking around grinning expectedly. A cheer went up from the chairs closest to the fire where his closest friends were sitting. “Jesus Mate still training?” Sirius said laughing and shaking his long hair back. James chuckled and nodded before cracking a joke and getting some butterbeer from a flask Pandora was holding. God he loved Christmas. Sweaters highlighted his collarbones nicely and his skin glowed under all the candles. And who could forget Christmas with his parents? Leaning back he watched his friends talk and relax. Pandora lay her head in Marlens lap as she braided little pieces of Pandora's hair. Peter and Lupin were playing wizards chess on a couch nearby. Lily was reading on the floor the pages of her book rustling softly. Everything glowed with the warm homely sense of comfort and safety. He began to chat with Sirius about Christmas at the Potters. Though this wasn't Sirius’s first time spending Christmas with the Potters it would be the first time Sirius got to meet James extended family who were flying in from Pune. Time passed by quickly and James jolted. Sighing he got up to pack. James was a chronic procrastinator and Lily and Remus were always scolding him for it. Waving goodbye to the others James went upstairs. Thinking he'd be smart James tried a sock-folding spell Lily had taught him but all he ended up doing was knotting them which took him 15 minutes to undo by hand. He turned on the Beatles on his record player and finished packing though rather messily. He’d deal with it later.

He lay on his bed and put his earbuds in too tired to go back downstairs yet too awake to sleep. God, he loved the Beatles. They remind him of running in the sun with his friends. Of stealing hours and getting covered in sticky popsicle juice and grass. He was zoning out when Lupin pulled open the curtains on his bed and lay down next to James. Lupin turned his head to face James. “Hey want to grab the cloak tonight and tag along during my prefect Duty”? James smiled and jumped up grabbing his cloak. Some of his favourite pranks happened at night trailing just behind Remus waiting to pants an unsuspecting student just lectured for being out of bed.

 

The two set off down the hall James a pace and a half behind Remus the two quietly chatting. Sometimes James would forget he was invisible and speak too loudly when a ghost passed through him causing Remus to vigorously shush him with an exasperated look crossing his face. The castle was dark and still as most of the students were in their common rooms having Christmas parties and packing for the train that was to pick them up tomorrow at 8:00. After about an hour patrolling Remus had only lectured one second year who got lost on his way down to the dungeons for a late night detention with Professor Snape. Remus eventually began to yawn and said goodbye to James before heading back up to his dorm. In James' eyes, the night was young and he wandered up to the Astronomy Tower to look at the stars. He was hoping to convince his parents to get him a muggle tattoo when he turned 17 and knew exactly what he wanted. The constellation over Hogwarts, his second home. He was so in his head that he didn't even notice the younger boy sitting legs turning over the edge till James smacked directly into him causing the younger boy to flinch, almost slipping off the wall. Instinctively James threw the cloak aside and pulled the boy back from the edge gently placing him on the ground. He shook his head. It was Reg and even in the dark James could see him trembling and crying silently. James's heart dropped he really hated to hurt people unless, of course, they were that b**** Severus. He didn't mean to grab the boy that hard. James knelt down beside Regulus and gently held his chin up to look into his eyes. “You alright mate he asked?” Reg nodded his head before wiping his tears and turning away embarrassed. “I'm fine” James. He awkwardly tried to stand up but was too shaky and James caught him again gently placing him down. Regulus' body was tense as he tried to start to straighten himself out. It was embarrassing to be caught like this. He knows better than this shit. Fuck his parents would be so upset he was crying. He absent-mindedly began to dig his fingernails into his palm feeling the pain start to clear his head. Like Sirus Reg had messy black hair but spent meticulous hours straightening it into perfectly controlled waves. The edges were becoming loose. “Do you need help Reg?” James asked, his trademark smile fading as he took in Reg's appearance. By this point, both boys were sitting in the snow at eye level. For James, it was the most natural way to be but to Reg, it felt like an interrogation. He turned away and James flinched wanting to draw him close again. Reg stared out at the sky and nodded the motion barely visible to anyone but the boy who was used to catching snitches. He signed shakily.

They began to talk.

 

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