Title: Christmas with the Blacks
Author: xxxxGryffindorGurlxxxx
Summary: Almost Nine year old Regulus thought it would be a lonely christmas with his brother at Hogwarts and his parents attending business in France but he is soon surprised when his brother comes home for holidays with his new gryffindor friends! How will young Regulus fare with these new strangers? Read to find out!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Black Brothers...these two cute boyz belong to JK Rowling!
Regulus sat on the stairs leading up to Sirius and his bedrooms as he watched his parents bustle around downtairs, getting ready to make their leave. The Black parents were at first distraught at the idea of going to France to settle important business, leaving their youngest. His older brother, Sirius, had owled saying he'd be staying at Hogwarts for the holidays. So now no one would be with him, making his mother send a howler about leaving his brother alone for the holidays, which went with a letter from Regulus stating he's soory about Mum and he shouldn't worry and to have a good christmas. The parents were stressing out about this inconvience, but Kreacher announced he would take good care of the young master and Regulus, not wanting his parents to miss important business all becuase of him, assured that if he needed to he would head over to Alex and Simon's house. Alex and Simon were twins and close friends of Regulus, who he had met in Diagon Alley eariler that year in September, where they all had been there to get school supplies for their elder siblings.
"Regulus darling," called Walburga Black as she stood by the door.
Regulus ran down the stairs and met his mother with a smile.
"Yes Mum?" he asked sweetly. Walburga smiled a small smile at her youngest child. She cupped his cheek gingerly, she was always gentle with Regulus.
"You will be alright here?" she asked.
Regulus began to nod eagarly, not wanting his mother to worry but stopped when he saw hisftaher come up from behind them. He looked up to his father's charming grin, which he handed down to both his sons, as he ruffled his shaggy black hair, not that different from his elder son's or his own.
"Don't worry about Reggie, darling. He'll be just fine, won't you?" he directed this at the smallest Black as he grinned at him, grinning more when his son grinned a big one as well.
"I'll be fine Dad," he reassured him.
"I know you will, your a big boy." came his dad's voice.
Regulus's smile faltered a bit and he tried to push down his growing tears and jumped into his arms, missing his father already. Orion chuckled a bit as he lifted the fairly light Regulus in his arms and gave him a hug. He was always so affectionate, always nuzzling others, like a cat. He would miss his son greatly but as he thought of his other son, he hoped Sirius would change his mind and come home even if it was after they left. Regulus' favorite holiday was Christmas and although he tried to hide it, without anyone here to spend it with him Regulus's holiday would most likely be spent in tears. He wouldn't bring it up, for he knew his son would deny it, wanting the best for others. But it still worried him. He looked at his wife and she nooded bllekly as she came over and placed a kiss on his temple as Orion set him down and ruffled his hair again. Regulus looked up with a hopeful expression.
"Will you make ity in time of my recital?" he questioned. Regulus had a piano recital in a week, youngest in his level. The parents looke ddoubtful.
"I'm not sure son, we'll see. But probably not," Orion said, not trying to get his son hopes up but didn't want to dash any away either. Regulus's face fell anyway.
"Oh. Okay. That's fine," he said trying to mask his sadness once a gain and plastered a fake smile in place once again.
"Be good," was Walbruga's parting words.
Regulus nodded as he grinned at his parents and wished them good luck and Merry Christmas, which Orion returned. Regulus miled as he waved goodbye and when he shut the door he let his grin fall abruptly out of place. He sighed sadly to himself as he looked around the empty house before noticing Kreacher looking up at him.
"Does the young Master wish for anything," he questioned but Regulus smiled in spiute of himself.
"No Kreacher, I'm going to my room," he said as he made his way to the staircase before Kreacher's voice stopped him.
"But it's only 7:00. The young Master doesn't usually retire to his room until 9 or 10," commented the house elf. Regulus smiled sadly.
"That was when it was going to be a happy holiday, and unfortunely I still have a day left of school before I get off for the holidays," he said glumly.
Regulus went to a Pre-Wizarding school that was seven blocks from Grimmauld Place, which he attended with Alex and Simon and he used to attend with Sirius before he left for Hogwarts. Regulus marched glumly up the stairs as he went doen the cooridor. In the middle of the hall there were two bedrooms on each side of the hallway, one was bare and the other had pinned papers up on it. On the papaers were childish drawings, drawings of two black haired boys, of all kinds of animals, ect. That was Regulus's room, the one with all the drawings. He was an avid artist and loved it, almost as much as the piano.
Regulus entered his room and looked around, his room was fairly neat. Not like Sirius's. He had some Chudley Cannon Posters on his wall, that clashed with his green walls terribly but he didn't care much. Up on the walls were pictures near up by his neat bed. There was one with his parents, Sirius and him that was taken when Regulus was four. Walburga was stiff, Orion smiling slightly, Regulus and Sirius grinning at eachother than the camera. Another one was of Bella, Sirius and him. Bella was using a Crutiatus Curse on a small bird, while Sirius yelled at her and held Regulus protectively as he cried. Another was of Regulus at the piano as Sirius sat on it, rocking hsi head to the music his baby brother played. Another was just as Regulus and Sirius outside, playing with new broomsticks. Regulus stared at this one the longets. That was the time Sirius taught him how to ride a broomstick, Sirius said he was a natural. Regulus loved flying but he doubted he was as good as Sirius said he was.
He sighed as he laid out on his bed, not even bothering changing out of his clothes as he crled up into himself. He looke doutisde his window, quickly spotting Sirius' star in the sky, through practice. He sighed to himslef as he smiled slightly. He laid his arm out absentmindedly before noticing nothing was there. His eyes shot open as he bolted up in a sitting position before looking around. It was there on the floor he spotted it. His stuffed cat, Kitty. He had it since he was a baby. He picked it up and cuddled with it lovingly as he began to drift off to sleep. He remember thinking something just as he nodded off.
I hope Sirius is having fun.
There! My first chapter! My next chapter may come before I get a review so be happy! This idea has been stuck in my head for a while and I just had to write about it finally! Please review! Reggie loves reviewers! He loves them almost as much as Siri!