Full Moons and Bad Moods

Sirius Black did not like being left out of things.

So, when he found his little brother and his best friend conspiring together every month, he had to investigate.

He did not expect to find Regulus curled up under a blanket, clutching his stomach while Remus fed him chocolate like he was nursing a wounded soldier.

“What the fuck is going on here?” Sirius demanded.

Regulus groaned. “Sirius, leave.”

Sirius narrowed his eyes. “Are you dying?”

Regulus glared.

Sirius gasped. “Are you pregnant?”

Remus choked on his tea.

Regulus threw a pillow at Sirius’ face.