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some little comparisons
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some sirius and regulus headcanons
five year old regulus wanting seven year old sirius to read him a bedtime story, sirius reading him the tales of beedle, the bard and regulus requesting babbity rabbity and her cackling stump every night, and giggling uncontrollably when sirius does a high pitched northern voice for babitty
seven year old regulus and nine year old sirius playing pranks on kreacher, and regulus being in awe of sirius’s imagination. lounging on the sofa, walburga tells orion how well she thinks sirius will do in slytherin.
nine year old regulus being told by his mother thats sirius has been sorted into gryffindor, and hear her scream and wail around the house. later on that night she pulls him into a hug and whispers to him that he’s the good one, and that she knows he’ll make her proud
sirius coming home that summer expecting a loving warm embrace from his mother and father, full of adventures and stories to tell, but they barely say a word to him. not used to being ignored, sirius starts crying after dinner, and runs up to his bedroom where he sobs for a good hour. regulus comes in and pulls him in for a hug, and tells him he’d never leave his side.
eleven year old regulus sitting on the seat, the hat not saying a word until “a slytherins ambition, definitely. but you have a heart for loyalty and bravery more than your cunning. i’m very tempted to sort you into gryffindor, you know” and regulus makes eye contact with sirius who grins up at him. he knows his mother will never forgive him if he joins sirius, and with an apologetic look to his older brother, he tells the hat a firm no. he then joins the slytherin table, noticing the crestfallen look on sirius’ face.
that summer they go back home, and it’s regulus who gets the warm hug from his parents. sirius shouts at them angrily, and tells them that houses don’t mean anything! walburga snaps and tells sirius that he now integrates with mudbloods and other scum since he joined gryffindor and that shes proud of regulus for being sorted into the purest house.
thirteen year old regulus being estatic when he’s chosen to be the slytherin seeker, and tells sirius over breakfast in the great hall. sirius strides over to the slytherin table and tells them they should all worship regulus, as his baby brother is a treasure.
regulus feeling terrified his first quidditch match, expecting to see sirius cheering him on in the crowd, but instead sirius is cheering on his best friend rather than his baby brother
it was then regulus knew he had finally lost him
sixteen year old sirius returning home from summer, only to be greeted with the usual coldness and resentment. he knocks on regulus’ door, only for regulus to tell him that he would prefer it if sirius wouldn’t come in or even speak to him. sirius thinks this is old, and bursts down the door only to find regulus plastering newspaper clippings of voldemort all over his room
its colder without sirius here, regulus notes, as he takes away the firewhiskey bottle from his mothers arms and places her down on her bed “you’re so handsome sirius, you take after your father..” walburga murmurs, as regulus pulls the covers over her “sirius is gone, mother” he replies, swallowing. “thats because he’s a bloodtraitor, shame of my flesh..he used to be such a good boy” she mumbles before falling into a drunken sleep. regulus confirms it was definetely warmer when sirius was around
nineteen year old sirius, james, remus and lily are duelling death eaters for the Order, sirius getting off on the adrenaline thats pumping through his veins “take that one over there, padfoot!” james yells, dodging a hex. obeying his best friends command, sirius begins duelling the smaller death eater, who is masked.
they duel for ages, until sirius manages to unmask the death eater in question. pale skinned, storm grey eyes and tumbling black hair, shorter than his own, sirius instantly recognises his baby brother “reg?!” he shouts, his heart falling
they make eye contact and sirius lowers his wand “no,” he murmurs “no, i can’t do it” and regulus and the other remaining death eaters flee back to rejoin their master. it takes two hours before remus manages to calm him down.
sirius is thirty two, and knows he shouldn’t be doing this. he knows that if he is caught, he’ll be sent back to azkaban. but he has too. he has to say goodbye. kneeling down on the grave entitled “Regulus Black, Beloved Son”, Sirius kisses it, and leaves a copy of babitty rabbity and the cackling stump, enchanting it so the book will stay by his side forever.
I saw a headcanon/ficlet at some point posted about how Sirius picking up the habit of saying “see you around” or “see you later” because “bye” seemed so final and convinced Regulus to do this too. And it becomes a thing for them until one day Reg uses “bye” (I think).
I’m pretty sure I reblogged it, but I stupidly deleted my blog last week when I was really tired, so now I’ve lost it and I can’t stop thinking about it. Y_Y Anyone know what I’m talking about? Help!
@marauders4evr @takeupserpents @regarcturusblack? I know you all love Regulus ^_^
Walburga: Sirius, you scared me half to death!
Sirius: Yeah, well, follow through's always been my problem.
THE BLACK FAMILY!!
(please consider heechul as real life sirius black) (sirius and regulus would be half-korean)
Character Series - The Black Family
[Regulus greets Sirius with cake, a family tradition for bearing bad news]
Sirius Black: What happened?
Regulus Black: What, a guy can't take three days off school, travel 800 miles on the knight bus with a double-layer fudge cake just to say "hey, how are things?"
Sirius Black: Reg.
Regulus Black: ...Dad died.
Sirius Black: ...There's ice cream in the fridge.
Bellatrix: I am choosing to ignore this verdict.
Dumbledore: You can’t ignore the verdict, Miss Black.
[Five years later]
Dumbledore: But, Miss Black -
Narcissa: What verdict? See, this is me ignoring the verdict.
[Another five years later]
Sirius: Verdict, you say, Professor?
Dumbledore: …
Sirius, what do you think of your brother?
Sirius: Eurgh, get your diseased rear off my bed.
Peter: Diseased?! I’m not diseased.
Sirius: Look up ‘Black Plague’ in the library.
Peter: Why would I look up your family tree?
Sirius:
Peter:
Sirius: Touché.
Are you serious?
Regulus: “Yes…?”“Wait a minute! UGH! NO! Sirius is my brother. Merlin…”
((ooc: a few of these came through. I was still in cosplay so I had to. but now I’m done))
Black brothers, Regulus and Sirius.
Regulus Black … coming soon to an RP blog near you.
(Send in questions! Will probably answer them throughout the week.)
Regulus Arcturus Black~
“ Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. “
Regulus Black is my absolute favourite character in the Harry Potter series. It does make me quite sad that not enough people have heard of him, and it makes me sad that the people who have heard of him don’t appreciate or even acknowledge him.
If I meet other Harry Potter fans and they ask me who my favourite character is and I reply with “Regulus Black” I often get a weird look and they either respond with “who?” or “why?”
Well, let me tell you why I love Regulus. Yes, he may be a minor character in Harry’s story, but he is a major character in my heart.
His story is so heartbreaking and upsetting and beautiful that I just can’t stop writing about him and exploring it even more. JKR gave us the basics.
So he was Sirius’s younger brother. He was in Slytherin. He was part of the Black family. He joined the Death Eaters at a very young age. He died at the age of eighteen trying to bring Voldemort down, but nobody would ever know of his bravery for another eighteen years.
The amazing thing about fanfiction and minor characters is that we can fill in the blanks. It gives our minds a chance to invent these characters and imagine how they’d be.
And soon enough, after writing them for so long you feel like you know that character and that you can connect with them. You know how they’d react in every situation and when you read their story in the HP books your heart breaks ten more times than it did the first time.
The HP series would not be the same without Regulus, in my mind. I feel like he’s helped me through so much as I’ve been writing him. He is a wonderful character, and I wish more people could see that.
I know that we've seen 2-3 exemples of this but i just have to know how a pureblood would dress. Because i can't think of anything else than muggle clothes. Even Draco *never let anyone forget that I'm a pureblood, toujours pur, my father will hear about this* Malfoy wore FUCKING SUITS. So like what do they wear??? I NEED to know.
Like what would have James *simping over hotass Lily Evans* Potter and Sirius *I'm so gay for Remus* Black worn to go break some hearts at a fancy pureblood party?
What would have Narcissa *chiseled by the gods themselves* Malfoy worn to make Lucius Malfoy fall in love with her?
What would have Andromeda *queen of my heart* Black worn before defying her family and marrying the love of her life?
What would have Bellatrix *insane, balls to the wall type* worn before cheating on her husband with the literal dark lord?
What would have Regulus *love of my life* Black worn to shatter my heart into pieces before saving the world from Voldemort?
These are the questions that keep me awake at night.
Did Remus lupin really went and fucked his best friend's niece??? Or cousin??? Or whatever she is????
Excuse you?
What?
Canon is fucking trash.