StarChaser/Jegulus OneShots

{2} The Arranged Marriage

This was not how it was supposed to happen.

This was not how it was supposed to happen.

James was very sure that things had magically flown out of the window the day he was born because his life was falling into a complete disaster.

Now it's not his fault, of course. James never did anything wrong ever. (Yeah besides breaking every school rule within three years of being there).

No, James will always and forever blame the unholy gods, his own parents, and one long-haired, snobby-faced bitch named Sirius Black.

Because James really did not want to do this.

His parents were wonderful, best parents he could've asked for and he has no room to complain, but pure blood traditions are pure blood traditions. Whether he liked it or not. And he did not.

Now he knew logically, he could say no. But then he would have to deal with the wailing cries of his so called best friend and the disappointment of his parents all in one.

You see, he had to get married.

No big deal really, oh except the fact is he has to marry into the black family.

He tried to reason, he could marry anyone. ANYONE. Lily Evans perhaps.

But no, they must be a pure blood. Stupid outdated traditions. 

"Carry out the family name"

"Me and your mother had to do it and we turned out fine."

And his most hated,

"We'll be related Prongs!!"

And why on earth would he want to be related to that thing. (Jokes on him, we all know you want nothing more than to be able to call Sirius family).

Now here lies his real problem.

There were not many Black females in  the family left unmarried.

And so his options?

Narcrissa Black or Bellatrix Black.

And Narcissa made it plenty clear she would be marrying Lucius Malfoy or she would die.

So that left the crazy cousin nobody preferred to talk to, incase she lost her head.

And James really, really did not want to do this.

He confronted Sirius, Remus, and Peter about this. Even dragging Lily and Marlene in too.

There had to be a way out of it surely.

But no, there wasn't.

Until an opportunity opened itself, even if it wasn't what James, or anyone really, was  expecting.

"Is there not anyone else in your nutjob family I can marry?"

"I would offer myself, but I am currently between jobs."

"Sirius what the fuck."

James was so tired of this marriage business, and Sirius was no help at all.

He was ready to pack up and walk out the door when a small, slightly familiar but not quite, voice sounded from behind them.

"I'll do it."

There stood Regulus Black. The now 18 year old finally grew into his lanky body. No longer looking awkward and hostile, but rather put together.

His black hair, not nearly as long as Sirius', fell just below his ears. His silver eyes looked like they'd seen hell and back, but then again, they probably have.

He was wearing regular robes yet they fit him quite nicely. They didn't make him look pale anymore, but rather complimented his complexion nicely.

Was this the same kid James saw in 4th year? The same kid who looked like he was ready to run away at any given chance? The same boy who had dark circles under his eyes for the entire 5 years James saw him everyday?

It had to be, but it didn't make sense.

And, WHAT DID HE SAY?!

"What."

"I said," He sighed, crossing his arms, "I'll do it."

Sirius laughed then, big and loud and over dramatic in every way because this, situation, was in no way a laughing matter.

"Now. Why didn't I think of that!"

Well, he would be no help.

"What do you mean Regulus?" James tutted.

Regulus glared, well at least he still had the charm from 5th year.

"I'll marry you. You have to marry a Black right? They never said you had to marry a Black girl."

James was, speechless. For the first time in his 19 years of life. James Potter was absolutely speechless.

Because here was Regulus, 'I don't care about you and your filthy friends,' Black, offering to marry him. James Potter, of all people.

"Why?"

"Well I reckon you don't want to marry Bella. Nobody wants to marry Bella." Regulus shrugged as if it was the simplest thing in the world.

James mind was racing and he was so very confused but Sirius was still laughing, saying, "This is brilliant!" and Regulus was looking at him with those silvery eyes and James truly did not wasn't to marry that other lunatic, so he found himself saying,

"Well, I suppose."

He hated how neutral he sounded, he should be freaking out! He should be denying it and saying he'd much rather marry Bella. He should be throwing a fit and walking out!

But Regulus was looking at him, eyes calculating.

And James looked at him too, really looked at him. And saw he was wearing a small necklace, that seemed to be star shaped. And he had on not one, but two rings, that matched his skin and fit his hands so nicely. And he saw he wasn't wearing any shoes, which was not odd, but he has stars on his socks too, and that was kind of cute.

And before James could process that he had basically just called Regulus Black cute, said heir met his eyes once more, and smiled.

And James almost felt himself die.

Regulus never smiled.

But there it was, small, gentle, there. Real.

It made his eyes crinkle a little, his nose scrunched up too. He had dimples, but the one on his left cheek was far deeper, more prominent. It suited him.

James didn't know what he was thinking, or why he was thinking it but,

He should smile like that for the rest of our lives.

James froze.

Oh no, oh no.

This was not what was supposed to happen.

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Hey,

I want to make one thing very clear now. I don't own this story. It fully belongs to @reguluscore on tumblr.

I just wanted to post it here in case anyone hasn't seen it or doesn't have tumblr.

I also want to do a part two when they tell there parents and maybe a part three of the wedding, but all credit for this part goes to the original author.

Alex :)