(I am so so so so sorry, but I am skipping to when they go to Hogwarts. Background info is you and Regulus become closer and closer. You get married, sorry for not writing this, but this way you can picture it how you want. The only friend of Regulus' you've met is Pandora and nobody else knows about you.)
Y/n's pov:
You are so nervous to go to Hogwarts. You're nervous about meeting everyone, about the classes, about going to school for the first time and about if your going to get Ravenclaw. Your father has made it very clear that you HAVE to get Ravenclaw. Slytherin is okay, but Ravenclaw is preferred. You get awoken from your string of thoughts by someone calling your name from downstairs. You slowly get off your chair, you had been staring at your self in the mirror for the past ten minutes and you hadn't realized.
You are wearing and midnight black cocktail dress, small black heals, white socks with a frill at the top, light makeup, your hair down and earrings. One earring is a pair of black flats, and the other is a jumpsuit, but so small that you can barely notice. The earrings are actually just a pair of your shoes and one of your jumpsuits, shrunken with magic to change into on the train because your not wearing that dress and heals for the full ride.
(Imagine that this is the dress but black.)
You walk down the spiral stairs to the drawing room where Walburga and Regulus are waiting for you to leave by floo. You've never flooed before so you are going with Regulus. After Walburga leaves for kings cross, he lightly takes your hand, leading you to the fire place. You step in, careful not to step in ash. He whispers in your ear,
"Okay love, you might want to close your eyes and mouth." (Ya, so, I've decided that Regulus will call you "love", and you will call him "darling".)
You do so, then not a minute later you hear him say your destination. You start to spin and you fill rather sick, still holding on to Reg's hand as if your life depended on it. You feel the spinning stop and hear loud chatter. You slowly open your eyes to see 9 3/4. Your eyes widen and dance across the wonderful sights before you. The station is packed full of students, parents, animals and workers. Greek looking columns and arches scattered the place, with steam from the train falling off of them. The scrapping of trolleys, hooting of owls, meowing of cats, squeals of kids as they are reunited with there friends, the yelling of frantic parents asking their children if they have everything, and sounds of the train could be heard echoing from every direction. The train sitting there all red and majestic with steam practically rolling off of it. You turn your head frantically around trying to look at everything and to see everything at once. You never wished you had more eyes, more in your life. Regulus chuckles at your response to the station.
You bid farewell to Walburga, and Regulus drapes his arm over your shoulder, which makes you blush. He leads you through the sea of people to the train. You give a worker your luggage, and make your way to the train. On the way, he explains that he and his friends always sit in the same compartment. You stop at the compartment at the end of the carriage. It's bigger then the other ones they past. This compartment has two boys, one with blonde and the other with brown. They have a look in their eye that clearly says "I'm kind, but hurt my friends and you'll regret it.".
He leads you into the compartment, dropping his arm from your shoulders. The brown haired raises his eyebrows at you and Reg starts to speak,
"Hey guys, this is -,"
Pandora skips into the compartment and squeals,
"Oh my god, Y/n! How are you? This is Barty Crouch Jr and Evan Rosier!"
You curtsy and say, "It's a pleasure to meet you."
Pandora waves her hand dismissively, "You don't need to do THAT, we don't care."
You smile at her and sigh, "Thanks, that's good. I've had to pretend my whole life, because I was homeschooled. So it's good I don't have to do it here."
"Well, why are we standing? Y/n, your sitting next to me. So, go around in a circle and say who you are and stuff. Questions after. So you already know me and Reg but you two," points to Barty and Evan, "need to go."
The brown haired boy starts to speak, "Umm, my name is Barty, I'm Slytherin and I am happy to meet you."
"Okay, eh, my name is Evan, I like to read and I'm also in Slytherin."
"Happy to meet all of you, my name is Y/n Black, and before you ask, yes, Regulus and I are married. If was an arranged marriage. I'm from Paris, France and I have a Pegasus named Sugar." You say shyly.
Barty and Evan stare at you in shock, look at each other and mutter,
"Not even gunna ask."
"Good idea, now, may I be excused to go change?"
"Of course."
You unhooked your earrings, take out your wand and utter the spell. Take the newly larger clothes and leave to the bathroom, leaving your new friends in shock.
*Time skip to the arrival of Hogwarts!*
You step of the train, following Pandora. You walk to the carriages and luckily you don't have to share one with other people.
When you first see Hogwarts, you gasp in shock. Made with stone, the whole building gives off homey vibes. Towers litter the castle, the lake nestled between the trees of the forests and the vines clinging to the stone of this masterpiece of a building. Just looking at it makes you feel small and that you know that you will get lost.
Right when you step out, a teacher leads you to a room off The Great Hall, and tells you about the houses and ground rules. She tells you to, when you hear your name to go through the doors and sit on the stool. She leaves you waiting for your time.
Around half an hour later, you hear someone say,
"Now please welcome Y/n Black," you open the doors and while you walk to the stool, a man that looks around 200 years old continues, "she will be joining us for her 6th and 7th years. Now let her be sorted!"
The same women as before puts an old hat on your head, it opens it's mouth and says. . .
YOU ARE READING
𝔸𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕘𝕖 (Regulus Black X Reader)
FanfictionDISCONTINUED (WARNING: I AM TERRIBLE AT WRITING) You are 17 from France. Your family are the last descendants of Rowena Ravenclaw and your parents are very proud to be related to such nobility. Your a pureblood family, with parents that believe that...