They had a plan. Theyd spent days carefully constructing every detail. Everything had to work and everything would. The plan had no flaws.
Except for the fact that James wouldn't be able to help if anything went wrong.
He hadn't seen regulus in three weeks, he was due back today. If the plan had worked, regulus would be in his arms tonight. If he isn't then he's dead and James might be next.
"James? Mate? You alright?" Sirius called across the dinner table, snapping James from his thoughts. He looked up to find the entire table looking at him. His mum, dad, Sirius and Remus, Lily, Marlene and Peter. All the same look of curiosity and concern.
"I...umm- I'm not that hungry." James picked up his plate and took it to the kitchen, dropping it in the sink before climbing the stairs to his room. He opened the window, like he and Regulus had agreed and sat on the window seat, looking out into the dark winter night.
About twenty minutes later, Lily knocked on James' door and stepped inside, a hand resting ontop of her bump.
"Is he here yet?" She asked, sitting beside James and placing a hand on his knee. "He'll be here, Jamie. I can feel it."
James lay his head on his girlfriends shoulder and took her hand in his, leaving the other still on his thigh.
A black cat padded past the tree line and up the hill that led to Potter Manor. It was late now and the full house was in darkness except from the window that he had climbed through so many times as a teenager. As he got closer, he noticed two figures in the window. James and Lily. Cuddled up. Lily looked right at him and shook James awake.
They jumped up and both looked down at him with relief all over their faces as Regulus transformed.
"He's alive." Lily whispered just loud enough for regulus to hear and he began climbing the vines, the locket heavy around his neck, the loves of his life waiting for him.
Due to current life events, I relate to sirius black so much. If I see one more person blaming him for leaving reg behind I will loose my shit
Whoever convinced me to read art Heist, baby, just know ur days r fucking numbered
*facepalms*
Remus: James, where are you exactly?
James: I got lost.
Remus: yeah, no shit sherlock. can you tell me the street name?
James: no, but there’s a cloud that looks like a lion.
Remus: can you be more specific???
James: Simba.
Swotulus mode 😭😭😭
the hc in the fic I’m writing is that Regulus finds the weirdest things super interesting and after being quiet for five hours he goes on rants about them for at least thirty minutes
James thinks it’s adorable
Sirius calls it the Swotulus Mode
I need to prove a point to my stepdad. This is absolute bullshit.
So if you think a trans man can be a man without a penis or a trans woman can be a woman without a vagina, please reblogged.
a black dog, a tattooed golden retriever and a stolen keylime green dog walk into a bar
marauders era triwizard tournament is my worst brain rot right now this shit is plaguing my brain and like bro just imagine james is the hogwarts champion and it’s the black lake task where they have to get someone from the bottom and it’s regulus!!! JAMES SAVING REGULUS FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE??? JAMES SAVING REGULUS FROM DROWNING??? JAMES HELPING REGULUS SWIM TO SHORE???? JUST IMAGINE IT!!!!! i fear i must do this
HEARTSTOPPER FIVE IS SO GOOD!!!! NICK AND CHARLIE R SO CUTE, I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH
Sorry imma trauma dump a little here. Feel free to not read this, I just need to get it out.
I don't know how people do not realise how mental unhealthy it can be to allow a child to grow up in a home with a narcissistic parent. I grew up with two siblings (one younger, one older) and a narcissistic single mum. I was the scape goat. My sisters are both golden children.
I will never fully recover from the emotional abuse and trauma I was put through as a child, from a very young age but it got so much worse in recent years. I have now escaped the house and my mum, I haven't spoken to her in a year now after years of forgiving her time after time when she promised to change only to go back to the same ways after a few weeks. Due to this, my sisters now want nothing to do with me due to them still being stuck with her manipulations
Narcissism is an illness. If you think you might have it, please get help. And if you think your parent may have it, please feel free to message me or do some research. I promise you there is help out there and you are worth so much more that you believe.