The Most Ancient And Noble House Of Black - Blog Posts

Sirius and Regulus never spoke after he left, they still loved each other but they both resented their brother. Regulus felt like Sirius abandoned him to go play happy family with James. While Sirius thought Regulus truly supported their parents views.

Sirius watched Regulus from a far, keeping an eye on him. He never liked his friends, especially Barty, always thought he was insane. Regulus watched Sirius getting to build a good life with his new family, hating that he'd left him behind.

They never got to fix their relationship though. Sirius looked over at the newspaper James was reading one day to see that his brother was dead, he 'went missing and was pronounced dead'. He went to Azkaban thinking his brother was an evil death eater. But he finally learned the truth when he escaped and he was proud that Regulus did something good, he just wished he didn't have to die.

Regulus died thinking his brother had always hated him, thinking he'd happily abandoned him without a second thought. He knew Sirius thought he was an evil death eater and a murderer but he wished he could know the truth.

Walburga didn't know anything about Regulus being trans until he came home with short hair at Christmas his first year at hogwarts. He got on the train as her daughter and got off it as her son. He cut his hair the second he was on that train and borrowed trousers from Sirius. Obviously Walburga wasn't happy but everyone already knew Regulus was a guy now so she had to play along with it. She never called him Regulus though, she never called him her son, to Walburga he was just trying to defy her.

After Sirius left Grimmauld place got so much worse for Regulus. The only person he had now was Kreacher but even then he was gone half the time. Regulus was supposed to be the perfect child but they didn't see him as that. He had to pay the price for Sirius' actions. If they heard Sirius did something wrong Regulus would be punished to teach him what not to do.

Kinda surprised I haven't found a horcrux hunting fic where Regulus "I will betray the Dark Lord for my house elf" Arcturus Black (canon), or maybe, Regulus "I love magical creatures, Care for Magical Creatures is my favourite class at school" Arcturus Black (fanon), frees the dragon from Gringotts while stealing Helga Hufflepuff's cup from Bellatrix's vault (just like the Golden Trio do). But instead of it just flying off, never to be seen again, they become friends and Regulus brings a whole ass dragon to help him kill Voldemort.

or something like that...

I always love it when the Black cousins have closer relationships to each other in fan works.

In my head, Sirius is Andromeda's baby and Regulus is Narcissa's. Bellatrix is not allowed to babysit alone lol.

A while ago I read a fic where Sirius goes to live with Andromeda instead of the Potters when he runs away and it might have been deleted because I can't find it, but it was sooo sweet.

I'm also currently reading a fic where Andromeda took Sirius with her when she left and raised him as her son. Will add the fic name and author if I can find it. (After All This Time by starsarestories on ao3)

But I haven't been able to find any fics with Narcissa and Regulus like that, or even Bellatrix and Regulus and its killing me. I need it.

Has anyone done an AU where the Black family are like the Addams family? I know the Black parents are not usually written as good parents, but I haven't been able to stop thinking about this for weeks. I have had too many ideas about it already and I need to know if there is a fic out there. If there isn't, I might have to try writing it and I have horrible commitment issues when it comes to writing fics lol.

~ Polar Opposites ~

A look into the differences between Sirius and Regulus Black

For as long as Regulus could remember him and Sirius were different. I mean sure they shared dark curls, and pale skin, and delicately placed freckles. Sure they even shared the same last name, the same DNA, but that was where the similarities stopped.

Regulus had always been favored by his father and Sirius by their mother. He could tell in the way that their mother picked them up but only doted on Sirius. He had her attention while Regulus was just hanging there in her arms. He supposed it was because they were alike, almost carbon copies of each other. Grey eyes, and fiery tempers, and abrasive personalities. If the gods had placed something different between Sirius' legs he would have said Sirius was his mother reborn. Regulus thinks that's why he'd clinged to Sirius so hard.

Sirius was their mother and Regulus was his father. Harsh words, fierce love, and burning passion. A stark contrast to cold glares, distant declarations of affection, and deafening silence. Regulus spent most of his time with his father, closely observing and learning his ways. Sirius spent most of his time at home in his room, he didn't have to observe, or watch, or learn the ways of their mother. He was her and she was him. That was why she favored him, he decided. It hurt less that way.

Sirius always felt hot, wearing as little clothing as he could get away with. Regulus on the other hand was always cold, it'd truly be a treasure to see his delicate frame in anything other than a shirt that went from his shoulders to his wrists. He liked it that way, warm, and safe. Much unlike his environment.

Cats and dogs they were, him and his brother. At least that's what people said. Though Sirius had no clue how true that was, Regulus supposed he never would. Regulus was quiet, observant, independent, and secretive. A cat. Whereas Sirius was loud, friendly, overly social, and ever reliant on his 'pack'. A dog. They were similar, however, in the darkness of the fur their animagi adorned. They shared that at least.

But perhaps the most evident difference between them was the houses they were separated into. Regulus loved his brother he did, but not the same way he did before he was sorted into Slytherin. Regulus could see it, the look in Sirius' eyes when the dusty old hat shouted "Slytherin!". Whatever piece of his brother Regulus had, the piece that no one else did, was lost to him now and Regulus was sure he could never get it back. He couldn't love Sirius the way he did before, because Sirius did not love him the way he did before. "Just like the rest of us you are Reggie, just like the rest of us." Sirius said with a hand on his shoulder as he walked to sit at Slytherin table.

Regulus cried that night, why wasn't he allowed in Gryffindor, like his brother? He wished he was. Because he wasn't, he'd disappointed Sirius, something he'd never wanted to do, and by the looks of it, he could never make up for it. So Regulus wiped his tears and he decided he'd make his parents proud instead. If Sirius couldn't do right certainly he could. It was then he displayed his first Slytherin trait, ambition. From then on Sirius was his rival, Regulus made the right choice he though, as Sirius had completely pulled away from him by the time his first year was over.