son amour - j. potter

forty nine

"Dinner's ready," James announced to all of us.

We invited the four of them over for dinner, and we were all scattered throughout the kitchen and breakfast nook as James hummed happily as he made spaghetti.

"I still can't believe that you found a man who cooks," Remus joked as I handed him a plate. "Sirius doesn't cook."

I grinned, "I don't know how you're going to survive on your own, you're both awful cooks, and Euphemia won't be there to make meals for you."

Sirius chimed into the conversation from his spot on the countertop. "We may not cook," He suggested, "But you and Prongs do."

"I almost forgot that we're going to be neighbors," I replied sarcastically."

Jolie laughed, "I feel like Reg and I need to join this little club and live next door to you lot as well."

"Only if you babysit," James teased as he dished spaghetti onto his plate.

Regulus furrowed his brows, "Is this some sort of pregnancy announcement?"

"Merlin no!" I exclaimed.

James smirked, "Not yet at least."

Sirius took a sip of his wine, "You should at least get a pet first."

"Padfoot," James replied, "We have a cat. A three year old cat."

Sirius waved off James. "Well," He began, "Cats are easy, you should get a dog."

"Last time I checked, we have a dog." I joked, earning an eye roll from Sirius, and a high five from Remus.

Regulus smirked, "Sometimes I forget that Sirius can turn into a dog and get scared when I'm woken up by a dog jumping on me."

Sirius rubbed his head dramatically, "My head still hurts from when you through your History of Magic textbook at me."

Jolie twisted her spaghetti around her fork. "I only have one question, it haunts me to this day."

"Go on," I suggested cautiously.

"Why does Regulus know French and you don't? You were raised by a French pureblood family."

Sirius grinned and clasped his hands together, resting his chin atop them. "I've been waiting for someone to ask me this," He said, "See I block out all of my trauma, and around the years that French was forced on me were traumatic. So it was in one ear and out the other."

Jolie nodded, "Solid answer."

• • • • •

Jolie A. Chance
September 20th, 1979

"Reg, don't be stupid. You're going to get yourself killed!" I yelled, taking advantage of our empty flat.

Regulus ran his hand through his hair, "It's not stupid, it's dangerous, but not stupid."

"Why do you have to be the one to do it then, huh? Why not Dumbledore?" I replied. "He knows all about your plan, and I'll have to be the one to tell all of our friends and family what happened when you go and get yourself killed!"

Regulus dropped his hands to his sides, "I'm not asking you to come with me, I'm only asking for your support!"

"I can't support the idea of you going and getting yourself fucking killed!"

Regulus shoved his hands into his pockets.

"I don't want to be the one to be in charge of it, but I have to." Regulus muttered. "I found out about it, I know where to find it, and I'm the one who has to retrieve it, and destroy it."

When Kreacher came to us a few days ago, Regulus insisted that he had to be the one to go get the Horcrux.

I sat down on our couch, dropping my head into my hands. "If you're going to be a dimwit, then I'm going too. You're not doing this alone."

Regulus began to protest, but I cut him off.

"It will be easier there is two of us compared to you going alone-"

"But what about our friends? Our family?" Regulus yelled. "What about your best friend? Daphne's father died, she needs you. James's parents are getting sick, he needs you, Sirius needs you, Remus needs you, I need you!"

I looked up at Regulus, my eyes meeting his. "They need you too, that's why I need to go and make sure that you get home safely, and alive."

"Who's being the dimwit now?" Regulus asked. "What happens if both of us die?"

I grabbed my boyfriends hands. "We are not going to die," I muttered.

"You can't be sure of that."

I sighed, "Yes, I can. We are not going to die because our friends and family need us, and we will be there for them."

"You can't fight death's will," Regulus said softly as he sat down beside me on the couch.

I intertwined my fingers through Reg's, "I might not be able to, but I will sure as hell try."

Regulus kissed me on the forehead as I leaned into his embrace. His hand tightened around mine as I listened to the rapid beating of his heart in his chest.

"I'm sorry for yelling," He whispered.

I smiled softly, "So am I, I just don't want anything to happen to you. I love you Reg."

Regulus looked down at me and pulled me in for a kiss, his lips brushing against mine softly.

"I love you, Jo."