jegulus ♡

Accio James Potters heart

The whirlwind of gossip had enveloped the Marauder’s world. The news about James Potter and Regulus Black's secret relationship had spread like wildfire through Hogwarts, igniting a storm of speculation and scandal. The rumors were rampant—some whispered that Regulus had used a love potion, while others made cruel jabs about “Accio-ing James’s heart” as if the bond they shared could be so easily diminished.

Regulus, for his part, tried to ignore the incessant chatter. Yet, the reality of the situation was impossible to ignore. He had been bombarded with over a hundred howlers from his parents, each one a blistering testament to their fury and disappointment. The contents ranged from cold, cutting accusations to vehement rejections, all underscoring their disapproval. The final blow came when his parents formally disowned him, severing all ties and cutting him off from the Black family’s wealth and influence.

But in the midst of the chaos, Regulus couldn’t help but feel a sense of liberation. The Black family had sent him all his belongings that did not bear the Black crest, leaving him with only the essentials and nothing more. The weight of his family's expectations and their dark legacy had been lifted from his shoulders, and he felt an exhilarating rush of freedom.

He couldn’t contain his elation. “Thank fuck,” Regulus muttered to himself, grinning broadly. This was his chance to live on his own terms, unburdened by the constraints of his family’s expectations. The anticipation of starting a new chapter with James filled him with a giddy excitement.

Regulus's celebration was palpable. He spent the evening in a state of euphoric revelry, his heart lighter than it had been in years. James, who had eagerly awaited this moment, joined in the celebration, their joy shared in stolen kisses and laughter. They were finally free to be together, away from the prying eyes and harsh judgments of their past.

Amidst the festivities, Finn, Regulus’s close friend and confidant, watched with a mixture of sadness and happiness. Finn had always been a steady presence in Regulus’s life, and while he was deeply affected by the loss of their friendship, he could not deny the happiness that Regulus found in his newfound freedom. “I’m glad for you,” Finn said quietly, his voice tinged with melancholy. “You deserve to be happy, Reg. And you’ll always have a friend in me.”

Regulus embraced Finn, their friendship reaffirmed despite the changes. “Thanks, Finn. I couldn’t have made it without your support. We’ll always be friends, no matter what.”

With the weight of his old life behind him, Regulus looked forward to a future with James—a future unburdened by secrets and societal constraints. As they prepared to move in together, the world seemed filled with endless possibilities, each one more thrilling than the last. The journey ahead was unknown, but with James by his side and the support of true friends, Regulus felt ready to embrace it with open arms.

Regulus’s newfound freedom, though exhilarating, came with its own set of trials. The aftermath of the scandal had not only severed his ties with his family but had also cast him into a cauldron of scorn and hostility. His former friends, now fervent supporters of Voldemort, had turned against him, spewing venomous hatred and threats in his direction. The once-familiar corridors of Hogwarts now felt foreign and hostile, each step echoing with disdain and derision.

The hate letters started arriving almost immediately—each one a painful reminder of his fall from grace. They were filled with vicious words and threats, some even containing dark curses that had to be intercepted by the school's protective wards. The once-close circle of Slytherin friends now became a dangerous web of enemies, and the shadow of Voldemort loomed over him like an oppressive storm cloud. The Dark Lord himself had taken a personal interest in Regulus’s plight, a fact that only added to the tension and fear that had settled over him.