Astra hated looking in the mirror, she hated her long dark hair, she hated the dresses and skirts her mother made her wear, and most of all she hated her body.
She hated her curves and for some reason she hated some parts that are completely normal on a girl's body. So today she looks at herself in the mirror holding scissors and thinks to herself what could go wrong. Mother and father are out and it’s just some hair, so she takes a handful and cuts it off.
She looked in the mirror and for once didn’t hate her hair. Sure it looked really messy and wasn’t even but it made her feel ecstatic. She takes another handful and cuts and she keeps cutting until her hair reaches the top of her ear.
She feels so overwhelmed. So many emotions go through her at once but there is one that takes over fear. She’s so scared of what her mother might do when she sees. What punishment she decides is worthy of the crime. Living in Grimmauld place is like living in a prison. Her legs give out and she drops to the floor letting out loud hiccuping sobs.
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Sirius hears a sob it almost sounds like… Astra. He runs to the bathroom and hurriedly knocks. “Astra, Astra are you in there are you ok!” He exclaims.
When all he hears is another sob his brotherly instincts kick in and he’s breaking down the door in seconds. At first he’s confused. Astra is in front of him curled in herself shaking and sobbing while hair surrounds her and scissors sit next to her.
He rushes to her side and asks “Astra what’s wrong why’d you cut your hair?” After a second he gets a muffled response “Regulus” She had stopped sobbing by now and was shakily trying to stand up.
“What?” He asks. Astra finally looks up but this time there’s something in her eye. There is still fear but there’s something else, something stronger…determination. She says “My name is Regulus Arcturus Black.” “Wha-“ Sirius begins but gets cut off by Regulys except this time his voice is a little weak “I am a boy and my pronouns are he/him.” He says weakly.
Sirius is confused for a moment. He shakily asks “What do you mean, and after a beat he finishes his sentence “Regulus.”
Regulus lights up, but not at the fact that Sirius used his new name well, maybe that had a factor in it. He lit up because this meant Sirius didn’t hate him and was even going to listen to his explanation.
Regulus takes a deep shuddering breath and responds “Well I’ve never felt comfortable in my own body so I did some research and I think… I think I’m transgender.”
It was said more like a question. Because even if Regulus knew his brother was gay and would probably love him either way. He was scared, Sirius was the only thing he had left in this house and he didn’t want him torn away from him too.
Sirius doesn’t answer for a second and Regilus starts to worry but right when he was about to utter a response saying the it was stupid and didn’t matter. A smile took over Sirius’ face and he stood up dragging Regulus the rest of the way with him.
“So you're happy?” “Yes?” Regulus responds then adds “Do you don’t hate me?” Why would I hate you?” “Well because… because I feel like this.” “Regulus.” Sirius deadpans, “As long as your happy I could give a fuck less what brings that happiness also I’m gender-fluid anyway.” “Well unless you were dating James or something that would properly piss me off, but you would never do that.”
“Yah… I would never do that.” “Also gender-fluid, why didn’t I know?” Regulus repeats.
“Of course you wouldn’t” Sirius starts while dragging Regulus towards his bedroom. “Why didn’t I know you were trans?” Sirius retorts sassily.”
“Now I have some old clothes in my bedroom that might fit you, wanna try? “Yah, thanks Siri.” Regulus smiles. “Yah yah you're welcome, don’t get all sappy on me now.” Sirius responds even though he’s grinning from ear to ear.” “Wouldn’t dream of it.”