Starchaser - Wc: 388 - Tw: Death

Starchaser - wc: 388 - tw: death

Regulus had only ever conjured a single Patronus.

He gathered all of the happy memories he could think of, Sirius telling him he was proud of him when they were kids, meeting Barty and Evan in the train, talking with Pandora in the Astronomy Tower, James confessing his love to him at the same place, years later.

As the animal materialised in front of him, he was surprised to see a small black bird. It looked like a crow, but it was smaller than one. It was the peak of irony, he thought, a bird, a symbol of freedom, something Regulus had never had.

He whispered a message to it, and he watched it fly away and disappear into the air. He wished he wouldn't have to do this, but he had chosen his fate and it was too late to back down. With a heart full of regrets, Regulus entered the cave.

***

When James received the message, it was late at night. He was reading in his bed, unable to sleep. He was having a lot of trouble sleeping these days, which was new for him. The war had taken a toll on everyone.

As he was daydreaming, his eyes still on his page, he saw a translucent bird land on it. Even if he had never seen this Patronus, he knew who it was from the second he laid eyes on it.

Right before disappearing, the bird opened its mouth and Regulus's voice came out of it, softly whispering to him the words James would never forget:

“I love you, I'm sorry Jamie.”

In a panic, with his vision blurry with tears and his voice shaking, James sent a Patronus of his own, hoping it would get to Regulus in time.

***

As Regulus was being pulled down by what felt like thousands of hands, he was screaming into the water as loud as he could, even if he knew that no one would save him. It was too late, he was going to die. Right as he accepted his end, he saw a massive stag float towards him. The last thing he heard before falling into unconsciousness was James’ wrecked voice.

“I love you Regulus. I’m going to miss you so much.”

He was smiling as he rested his eyes and let himself be pulled under.

This is the first microfic I've ever written, I hope you like it! There was no prompt for this btw the idea hit me while in the shower

I was off of the Marauders side of Tumblr for about a month, finally made a new account, and yall are all calling each other fascists now? Wtf did I miss?

Pandalily would 100% spend HOURS in ikea arguing about which bedside table fits the aesthetic of their ocean-themed bedroom or which lighting they want for their green kitchen

seriously, can we actually start using these? it's umm very telling that we've made really nice ship names for the boys (rosekiller, starchaser, wolfstar, etc.) and the wlw ships get... their names mashed together. (marylily, dorlene, pandalily, etc.) shows how much yall care about wlw ships!

seriously guys, rb for visibility and actually start tagging posts with a real ship name.

narcissa black 🖤

He'd 100% sing to ABBA at the top of his lungs

Sirius is an aggressive drunk (he'd love bar fights)

Peter is a giggly drunk (he'd film said bar fights)

Remus is a horny drunk (he'd find a bloody-nosed Sirius hot)

James just really wants to dance