Potter's Thanksgiving (includes Happiness and Love)

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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Potter's Thanksgiving (includes Happiness and Love)
Summary
Regulus Black first happy Thanksgiving, James Potter is fucking latino with the most beautiful hips in this world (Regulus agrees with me) I just fucking love Jegulus man I need them to be happy.(I don't celebrate Thanksgiving don't come after me)
Note
First of all I wrote this at 1:20 a.m, don't expect anything good, English is not my first language. I love James Potter and I love him even more if he's latino, Regulus truly deserves a cute thanksgiving and that's what I'm gonna give him (even if I do not celebrate thanksgiving and don't know anything about it) live laugh love Jegulus

Regulus Arcturus Black never thought about being in the same room with the Potters, but never but never would imagine himself seeing James Fucking Potter moves his hips while dancing with his mom.

Voy a reír, voy a gozar, vivir mi vida..!

Regulus eyes were glued at James's hips, dancing and singing while Euphemia Potter laughs, it was Thanksgiving at the Potter's, and he has never ever been more thankful for being alive than right now.

Just as the music stopped, he looked away, as Romeo Santos started singing and James approaches him.

"Hola, me llaman, Romeo, es un placer.. conocerlo." James accent shouldn't been legal, Regulus swear his heart skipped a beat, while James takes him by the hips to pull him towards him and start dancing, bachata, if Regulus learned something that James talked about all week.

"¿Qué dirías si está noche, te seduzco en mi coche?" He whispers and Regulus is down, does he understands anything? No, and he loves it. Just as Romeo voice started singing in English, and Regulus started to actually understand what he's saying, James takes him for a spin, and he allows himself to be made completely vulnerable by the boy, he can hear Sirius's laugh from afar, but he doesn't care, not at all. He allows himself some happiness. He deserves it.

"You're a fast learner, aren't you?" James chuckles as the music changes, but James doesn't let him go. He hugs him even tighter.

"Happy Thanksgiving, Reggie."

Regulus has never spend a Thanksgiving that made him feel half as happy as he feels tonight, he feels part of something, he for once feel something to be thankful for.
He saw Euphemia and Fleamont Potter starts to dance while 'rica y apretadita' sound started. He can feel James breathe behind him, and he can see Sirius laughing at something Remus just told him. He's the happiest he thinks he can be, he has so much feelings at once that made his eyes filled with tears, and then, James, as if he was the sun, hugged him and warmed him with love.

"Thanks, Jaime.. For everything, for this. I'm—" he hears himself talks, and feel James touch.

"I love you, Reg. Thank you for being strong all this year, thanks for being here with us today." He says, and Regulus thinks the stars has finally aligned on his side, and he's fucking thankful for everything, even for the shitty things that has happened to him his whole life, because, if it wasn't for that, Regulus wouldn't have anything to be thankful this night, and he learned, he actually likes it, he likes to feel happy to be alive, feels grateful to be with all the people that love him, and those who used to loved him, he's also thankful for that.