#werewolf regulus

married jegulus + werewolf!regulus

March 16, 1976 — the night Regulus Black’s life ended. Some things are worse than death, and being a werewolf is one of them. After being bitten and stripped of his future, Regulus struggles to find meaning. Time will show, however, that he may not be as alone as he thinks. Through unexpected friendships and maybe even something more, Regulus begins to realise that life was never meant to be lived for others. Or; it takes nearly dying for Regulus to learn what it truly means to live.

My first self-prompt for the @marauderspolyamfest was revealed today!

Content Warnings: Implied r@pe, depictions of violence, implied/referenced child ab*se, incest

Summary: At 16, Regulus gets bitten by Greyback for disobeying Voldemort's orders. Consequently, he starts turning into a werewolf in the Shrieking Shack at Hogwarts, along with Lupin and his animagi friends. He fixes his relationship with Sirius and bonds with Remus, catching feelings for both in the meantime. But... so do they.

Regulus always had a favoritism towards Remus

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(Age 22 and 11)

Regulus: Moony?

Remus: Yes cub?

Regulus: I can’t sleep. Can I stay here with you?

Remus: Sirius is in bed if you’d rather lay down with someone.

Regulus:… I know. I checked there first for you.

Remus: Oh. Come here cub. We can cuddle and watch a movie.

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(Age 24 and 13)

Sirius: Reggie. I told you five times already. Clean up your mess.

Regulus: I will later.

Sirius: Now! We have people coming over.

Regulus: It’s James! He doesn’t count. He’s used to mess, he’s best friends with you!

Remus: Regulus. That’s enough. Go clean up.

Regulus:… fine. But only because you asked. Not Sirius.

Remus: Whatever you say cub.

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(Age 26 and 15)

Sirius: Moons?

Remus: Yes honey?

Sirius: Please go check on Reg. He shut everyone out, won’t talk to anyone. Not even Pandora. I’m worried. If anyone can get him to talk, it’s you.

Remus: I’ll go take care of our cub.

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(Age 28 and 17)

Regulus: You can’t take a year off school. It’s my seventh year you have to still teach.

Remus: Cub, I can’t. With the demands of my new book I need time to finish it. Head Master allowed me this year break to get my book in order.

Sirius: And he isn’t quitting, Reggie. He’ll be back every now and then to check in on the substitute professor.

Regulus: I’m not going if Dad isn’t there full time.

Sirius: Reggie, grow up. You can handle your final school year without Remus there all the time.

Regulus: Fuck off Sirius, I’m not talking to you.

Remus: Regulus! That’s enough. You’re finishing your seventh year, whether I’m there or not.

Regulus: I hate you.

Sirius: Go to your room.

Regulus: but-

Sirius: No. If you’re going to act like a child, you’re going to go to your room and think about how you’ve been acting towards us. Go.

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Regulus: Dad… can I talk to you?

Remus: Of course Regulus, what’s wrong?

Regulus: … if you aren’t at Hogwarts year long, will you at least be there for the full?

Remus: Oh cubby. Of course I’ll be there every Full. But if I somehow can’t, Sirius will be there.

Regulus: I only want you there. Please dad.

Wolfstar raising Regulus/ Werewolf! Regulus

Microfic

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Regulus didn’t mean for this title to become a regular thing. It genuinely started as an accidental slip up, and he was far too embarrassed to correct anyone. Plus, the idea of having others believe that Remus and Sirius were his dads instead of his actual birth parents, didn’t seem that awful to him.

As long as Remus and Sirius never found out. Because if they did, they would be over the top obnoxious about it.

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The first slip up happened the first night at Hogwarts. Him and his new roommates were sharing small details about their lives. Barty went on about how awful his father was, and how he planned on being a much better Ravenclaw than he ever was. Evan talked about his twin sister and how he was happy they were put in the same house so he can keep an eye on her. Regulus then started to talk about Sirius and Remus, and didn’t even realize the titles he gave them until Barty spoke up.

“Wow, your dads are young. How were they even allowed to adopt you?” It was an innocent enough question, but still made Regulus beyond flustered. “Oh uh… well.. they.. it’s complicated but they’re basically my dads so… enough questions.”

The conversation then took a turn to special interests and Regulus honestly couldn’t remember what else happened that night, but ‘dads’ stuck to him like a parasite.

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The second slip up was less mortifying, but maybe because it was also much more private than the first. It happened in the hospital wing after an accidental potion mishap. Barty was certain he knew how much fluxweed he needed to add to the polyjuice potion, but in the end, added way too much and the cauldron exploded. Thankfully nothing terrible happened, just a few burns on Regulus’ arm that Madam Pompfrey could easily heal.

“I will have to call your guardians about this. But I’m sure Mr. Lupin already knows.” Madam Pompfrey stated as he wrapped up the last of Regulus’ burns. “Great. More reasons for dad to flip out about my safety. You know he won’t even let me try out for quidditch? How unfair is that!” Regulus was so absorbed in his own pity party he didn’t even catch the title he called Remus.

Quidditch has been an ongoing fight between the three Lupin boys since the second day of school. Sirius and Regulus believe it would be a wonderful thing for Regulus to try out for, seeing as he’s been flying on a broom since last year (and really needed the friends), but Remus is far too concerned about the young werewolf’s safety. Regulus likes that Remus cares about him, makes him feel a type of love that his birth parents never gave him, but he was starting to cross a line of over protective that was annoying Regulus. He just wanted to play quidditch. Where is the harm in that?

“I see where your dad is coming from, love. He was in the hospital wing for your other father and Mr. Potter every other day due to a quidditch injury. It’s a dangerous sport.” Madam Pompfrey laughed, sending out a patronus for the DADA professor.

Regulus didn’t realize what they were calling Remus and Sirius until Promfrey said ‘other father’. Once it was clear, Regulus was bright red and quickly stuttering out “Don’t tell him I called him dad. Please. He’ll be a right prat about it.” The young kid groaned, feeling very embarrassed about their previous conversation.

The medi-witch only giggled and promised to keep their conversation a secret for the time being.

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Months flew past and soon enough it was winter break, and Regulus only had very few ‘slip ups’ since the day in the medical wing. It wasn’t like Regulus was embarrassed to see Remus and Sirius as his dads, he just knew those two would be over dramatic about it, especially his brother, and he was never in the mood to deal with such theatrics.

Sadly, he definitely had to deal with ‘such theatrics’ soon.

It was the morning after a full, and Regulus woke up in the backyard of Sirius’ house surrounded by his brother’s closest friends. Remus was back to his normal self, but Sirius, James, and Peter were still in their animagus forms. It was pretty entertaining to see Wormy sleeping in the antlers of Prongs, while Padfoot was laid on top of Remus as a blanket.

Regulus tried to get up from the hard ground, but his plans were quickly foiled the second he placed any pressure on his left foot.

“Fuck!” The pained cry woke up all the adults around him, but Regulus didn’t care much about their comfort when his leg felt as if it just snapped in half. Why did it hurt so badly? He never was in this much pain after a full moon. What the fuck happened last night?

“Cub, it’s okay. You’re okay. What happened?” Remus instantly was at Regulus’ side. Carrying the small boy inside to safety. Even though the young werewolf didn’t remember, Remus was all too aware that last night was an awful moon. His cub kept fighting with Padfoot, and then became hyper aware of some scratch on his leg. Despite all the adults trying their hardest to keep the cub from tearing his leg apart, there were still a ton of scratches and a few large bite marks left on his poor cub.

“My leg hurts! I tried.. I tried putting pressure on it.. and I fell. It hurts so bad dad. I can’t.. I can’t” Regulus cried out, burying his head into the safety of Remus’ neck. By this point, all the marauders were shifted back into their human forms, and bustling around the kitchen to help however they can. Peter was making breakfast, James was getting clothes for the two werewolves, and Sirius was getting potions to help fix up their kid.

But everything stopped the second Regulus said ‘Dad’.

They all knew he accidentally called Remus dad every now and again, but he never once called him that in person. Never to his face.

Sirius was trying his hardest to not cry from joy.

“I know it hurts cub. We’re going to fix it okay? I promise we’ll fix it and it won’t hurt anymore.” Remus kissed the top of Regulus’ head before graciously taking his robe from James to cover up. He then helped Regulus into his own robe and started fixing his cub up with the help of Sirius.

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It has been hours since Regulus called Remus ‘dad’, and none of them have talked since then. Not even James can get Regulus to come out of his room for a few words, and James was by far the kid’s favorite.

“He’s probably embarrassed! It’s like calling your teacher mom. You know all about that Pads.” Peter said, trying his hardest to defuse the tension in the room. He was right. Sirius used to accidentally call Minnie ‘mom’ all the time back in school, but that still felt so much different to Regulus calling Remus ‘dad’.

Remus being called dad wasn’t even an issue! All the boys thought it was an adorable and honoring title, but Regulus seemed far too embarrass to see it like that.

“He’s a kid. Let him be embarrassed by it. I remember being that age, if I did anything embarrassing I instantly had my walls up and ready to hide for days. I’ll give him some time and when he’s ready to talk, we can talk.” Remus shrugged, meaning every word he said. He got embarrassed easily his first few years of Hogwarts, and still does even to this day. While he fully believe Regulus had nothing to be embarrassed about, he understood why his cub wanted to hide away, and wouldn’t judge him for it. He would give him time.

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Apparently all Regulus needed was a full day by himself, because by nighttime, Sirius and Remus heard the all too familiar patter of their cub’s footsteps heading to their room.

“Reg? Is everything alright?” Sirius asked once he was sure Regulus was fully in the room with them.

“… I had a nightmare. Can I sleep with you?” Came the small, broken voice of their kid. Sure, they didn’t birth him, but Regulus was their kid and nothing could change that. Hell he even shared the last name Lupin! He was theirs damnit.

“Of course you can cub.” Remus smiled, patting at the open space between him and Sirius- Regulus’ favorite spot to sleep.

A few minutes of quiet passed while Regulus got settled into bed between the two men. If Sirius didn’t know any better, he would have thought he was asleep, but before that thought could go anywhere he heard a very quiet, “night dads. Love you.”

“Night kiddo. Love you too.” Sirius smiled, allowing his eyes to close for some peaceful sleep.