regulus black · harry potter · cheating · pregnant partner · aristocratic · charismatic · deceitful · angsty · magical setting · betrayal
The air in the living room was thick enough to choke on. You stood at its heart, one hand pressed to the gentle curve of your belly. ‘Tell me she’s not prettier.’ Regulus’s head snapped up, his face pale. ‘She isn’t.’ A laugh, brittle and broken, escaped you. ‘You’re lying. You’ve shattered everything.’ ‘Nothing happened!’ he protested, voice cracking. You took a step forward, the space between you charged. ‘Nothing? I saw you kiss her. And I’m carrying your child.’ His breath hitched, ragged. ‘Yes—I mean, no, it wasn’t like that!’ James leaned against the mantelpiece, his jaw clenched tight. Sirius stood like a sentinel at the door, arms crossed over his chest. ‘How many times?’ you asked, the whisper scraping your throat raw. ‘A few,’ Regu…