Hazel eyes met grey ones and James' knuckles came up to caress the younger blacks cheek, his lips ghosting over Regulus' pink plump ones and there was no shame in his actions. " We can't...we can't ,Potter..." Regulus said in a hushed whisper, his eyes hooded and the air underneath the cloak got stuffy, Regulus felt exposed even though no one could see him- them. " You're not saying no..." James whispered back, his hot breath on the side of regulus' neck and the younger black closed his eyes to gasp and shiver. " No ..I'm not am I?"

When James meets Sirius younger brother for the fist time there is something different about him. Warnings - abuse, self harm, mental health The character are not mine they belong to JK Rowling but I own the story line . I hope you enjoy reading this fanfic xx I'm currently editing this fic before I realise any more x

What happens after Sirius convinces Regulus to run away with him, to live a free and happy life away from his family? Well, quite a lot... (bad fic, cringy, no plot, abrupt ending due to getting bored of fic, author no longer using Ao3 - find me there with @IzzyHogwarts01) *CREDITS TO JK ROWLING FOR ALL CHARACTERS OTHER THAN A FEW OC'S*

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.

letters between james and regulus. "all until the end"

Golden boy, Lion boy; Tell me what it's like to conquer. Fearless child, Broken boy; Tell me what it's like to burn. (...) In which a very nosy James Potter notices that every weekend, when everyone falls asleep, Regulus Black sneaks into an abandoned fifth-floor classroom, and he can't help but try to find out what the little Black is up to.

If you want love, you have to work for it. If you want love, you have to be flexible. If you want love, you got to snatch it up and take it. Most importantly, if you want love, you have to fucking earn it!-Jegulus (In this story, there's no Voldy, there's dark families and there's the pureblood stuff but no voldy)

"Regulus was still stressed about his grades and the dark mark he didn't need to worry about stupid Potter. 'But his eyes are so pretty' Shit." Hi! This is my first fan fic I'm posting, so it has some grammars and spelling mistakes but if u leave a comment I try to fix it! Enjoy the story!! (I do not own Harry Potter all rights to these characters go to J.K. Rowling who I hate with all my heart)