MAROON ✵ regulus black

LXXVI. The War: The Aftermath

April 7, 1979

AMYCUS ALTAIR CARROW

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Amycus was currently fighting off the aurors trying to collect him and get him into a cell at Azkaban. His attempts were mostly fruitless.

"Hey! Leave him alone!" A familiar voice called out. "He saved all of the prisoners, including me."

He turned to his side to see Ezra standing there, along with James and Regulus, and he had to resist the urge not to run into Ezra's arms. "Ez!"

Ezra smiled at him. "Hey, Am."

"It's our duty to collect him." Kingsley Shackebolt argued. His face was full of remorse.

"Orders from who? Moody, Dumbledore, and Crouch are all dead. Back off him, Kingsley. He can stay with us until all this shit clears out and then he can stay in the ministry cells. He doesn't deserve to be sent to Azkaban, not until his trials at least. Give him a chance to be proven innocent, it's only fair," Regulus ordered.

Amycus decided he could kiss Regulus in that moment. It felt comforting to know that Regulus still cared about him after all that had happened.

Kingsley let out a tired sigh. "You are one persuasive bastard, Black."

Kingsley left and Ezra bolted into his arms. Amycus met him halfway, hugging him tight.

"Thank Salazar you are okay. I was so scared I was going to lose you. I never should have let you go into battle alone," Amycus told the ginger boy.

Ezra pulled away and brought a hand up to cup his cheek. "I'm okay and you're okay. That's what matters, Am."

"Sorry to bud in to your little moment but what the fuck is this?" Regulus asked as he pointed between them with a confused look.

Ezra was the one who answered that question, "It's a...." He turned to Amycus and Amycus flashed him a smile. Ezra returned the smile. "...Recent development."

James smirked a them, "I see."

Amycus felt his cheeks flush crimson.

James seemed to just find this whole thing amusing. Regulus on the other hand still looked shocked.

"You didn't think you were the only gay Sacred 28 kid did you, Reg?" Amycus teased.

"I knew for a fact I wasn't," Regulus stated, looking pained as he spoke. "My first boyfriend was one."

"Wait what?"

"Hezekiah fucking Fawley," Regulus announced but he sent an apologetic look to Ezra when Ezra visibly tensed. Amycus felt his heart clench. "Sorry, Ez."

Ezra waved him off. "You're good. I wish I could've said Hez was my first boyfriend. I kissed one guy before Aidan, who was the only actual nice one, and then like two guys in between. Aidan never said we were together but it certainly felt like we were. So, I suppose in some way Hez was my first official boyfriend," Ezra turned to him then. "But now I've got Amycus."

"Sorry I'm not the human personification of a golden retriever," Amycus apologized, trying to lighten the mood.

Ezra swung an arm around his shoulder, pulling him close. "You're forgiven."

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JAMES FLEAMONT POTTER

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