There Regulus was. A flawless artwork. Shining as bright as the stars above him. James couldn't move forward, no matter how much he wanted to. He didn't want to ruin the sombre yet peaceful state the young Slytherin was in, looking up at the different constellations James knew nothing about. He had never seen Regulus like this before - utterly relaxed whilst leaning against the ageing tree. It was the second time he had thought the boy simply.. human, and it jarred him. James didn't want to think of the curly-haired boy as anything else than a traitor to his brother. Anything else but a future death-eater. They were destined to be on different sides and thinking of Regulus as anything else almost felt like a betrayal. But it didn't stop him simply standing there, under the shadows of the night. Maybe James could have justified himself looking over to make sure Regulus wasn't doing any weird, death eater type shit. But James would be lying to himself. He simply wanted to watch the silent boy look at the stars.

Sorry about the title, I'm never good with those types of things. This is a Jegulus story, that's James and Regulus for those of you who don't know. Most of these characters and this particular display of the magical world belong to J.K. Rowling. The fanart or texting or whatever is there is not mine, if you know who the created please credit them. There may be some background Wolfstar as well, please enjoy!

A love story in which Regulus Black can only find peace at Hogwarts school through secret letters with his brother's best friend. "Regrettably yours, R.A.B." "Regrettably?" "Painfully?" "Painfully??!" "Tragically??" "TRAGICALLY??!!!?" "Sinfully Yours, R.A.B." "(settling for) Sinfully Yours, James Potter." [ Jegulus / Jegulily fic ] [ Wolfstar ]

Regulus Black has given up on saving himself from the Black family. Instead he has dedicated his life to silently saving his brother's in secret. That all changes one rushed summer night. The sacrifices that the younger Black has made catches the attention of a messy haired teen with a hero complex. Their story, which starts in beautiful rooms, could end as a flashback on a film reel. Based loosely on "this is my trying" and "illicit affairs" by Taylor Swift.

jegulus fanfic, full of heart ache love and affection:) sorry in advance if this ruins your mental health

When James wakes up, his head his pounding. He can't remember drinking anything, but supposes he must have because it feels like he's been hit square between the eyes with a bludger. He's never been one to get hungover, but he knows this is what it's supposed to feel like. Although, come to think of it, he doesn't remember celebrating their victory on the pitch, isn't completely sure they had one at all. The last thing he remembers is turning to look to the stands, revelling in the roars of his fellow Gryffindors, certain that they were going to beat Hufflepuff. Then, he turned and... was hit square between the eyes with a bludger. Now he's stuck in the hospital wing, and the bed next to his is occupied by none other than Regulus Black.

James Potter has gained quite a fame among the Dark Lord's followers for his ruthless demeanor when capturing, interrogating, and imprisoning active Death Eaters. After the Order of the Phoenix discovers that Regulus Black, Voldemort's youngest and one of the less prominent followers, might know a secret that could be useful to end Voldemort and his reign of terror, only James could be entrusted with the task of tracking him down and using all his ingenuity and cold blood to rip out all Black's secrets one by one. That being said, Sirius Black better not find out what happens in his best friend's basement when the silencing spells are casted. • TW// Graphic Depictions Of Violence • CW// Torture, Imprisonment, Isolation, Possessive Behavior, Smut • First War With Voldemort, Post-Hogwarts • Dark James Potter (sort of)

Only you my love, Though it may be rough, It'll always be you, And it'll always be me.

London, 1979. It was just another simple spying mission, so James didn't expect anything to happen. As it escalated he just should have left and returned into safety, when he saw the little brother of his best friend lying in his own blood, facing a certain death. Death Eater or not, he couldn't leave him there, could he? But inviting the enemy into your home in the middle of a war couldn't possibly be a good idea.

Previously titled "Burnt Hope." Regulus Black is persuaded by his brother, Sirius, to run away with him in the middle of the summer. And to none other than the Potter's. But, when he arrives at his new home, there's something about James which both infuriates and intrigues him. Regulus isn't one for making friends. So, what happens when James helps him open up and shows him what love really is? ◇This is a non-magic (muggle)AU. [1,000 words average per chapter] ◇Cover fanart Regulus is by upthehillart. ©-Happy26Xx