We are Malfoys and we are Blacks
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We are Malfoys and we are Blacks: Pre-Hogwarts by Kiramiel
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
12 Jan 2023
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They had so little hope for the second baby—they barely allowed themselves to believe that even one would survive—that they didn’t even have a name prepared. They didn’t want to add yet another name to the family tapestry, one where the date of birth matched the date of death. It was better if there was no name at all.
In the end, as Narcissa stared in helpless love at her miracle child, at her son that was alive and breathing despite the odds, she had named him Regulus then and there.
Regulus, for one of the brightest stars in the sky.
Regulus, for the star that burned hotter and brighter than the sun.
(Regulus, for the little cousin she lost. For the child that burned so brightly and so fiercely that he set himself aflame. For the little boy with too serious eyes. For the teenager that bore the wrath of his parents in silence when his older brother abandoned him to their mercy. For the man he never got to become.)
Regulus. Their Little King.
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- Part 1 of We are Malfoys and we are Blacks
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We are Malfoys and we are Blacks: Year One by Kiramiel
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
28 Sep 2024
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It was now or never.
The Black magic filled him up, a snarling force propelling him onward. Regulus heaved himself on his hands and knees, tightened his grip on the wand he hadn’t released even when thrown bodily into a wall—Mother would be proud—and lurched toward the Troll's head.
It was messy, crude, and savage. Regulus held his wand with both hands, raised it high, and plunged it down. His head was swimming, his vision still blurred, his ribs aching, and the back of his head felt worryingly wet, but the Troll was so large that its eyeballs were as big as his fist. Regulus did not miss.
His wand skewered the Troll through the eyeball and pierced into its brain with a sick squelch. His hands slipped when he hit bone, but he didn’t falter, just firmed his grip and bore down, twisting to get his wand in deeper.
Finally, viciously, he snarled, “Bombarda.”
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- Part 2 of We are Malfoys and we are Blacks