Chapter 1
Claudette and Ivan had been as clingy as ever.
He loved them dearly, but Merlin it got old fast watching them flirt and snog each other all day long.
Regulus couldn't really complain and frankly he had bigger -baby sized- problems to deal with. So his privacy wasn't top priority.
The knowledge of Harry was a heavy weight Regulus carried on his chest.
He knew he would have to tell people as soon he’d have a baby to take care of, but every time he tried to tell anybody he ended up choking and backing out.
His little sprog had been as persistent as ever- he practically hadn't stopped moving since he saw James.
It was weird. Very, very weird, but Regulus definitely enjoyed trading the morning sickness for the kicking.
Regulus hoped someone would put the pieces together, but deep down he knew he'd have to take matters into his own hands.
Ivan shut the book in Regulus' hands snapping him from his thoughts.
"Come on, we're going to the Gryffindor party." Ivan explained before walking to the standing mirror to fix his hair.
Regulus cringed at the thought of the loud music, the potent smell of alcohol, and teenage lust.
"No thanks, I'm good." Regulus assured reopening his book.
"Don’t be lame- You're coming”, Ivan huffed, “Even if I have to fight you.”
Claudette snickered as she entered the room, pushing an earring into the hole in her ear.
“Cause that went so well last time.” She scoffed.
Regulus grimaced, thinking about the last time the trio got wasted partying. Regulus woke up with ripped up knuckles, but it wasn’t hardly as bad as Ivan’s face.
Luckily, there were no hard feelings and now they joked about it.
“Don't remind me." Regulus huffed.
"I'm not going to let you forget- gave Ivan a run for his money by beating the shit out of him", Claudette explained with a laugh, "Easiest fifty Galleons I've ever made."
"Hey!" Ivan exclaimed offendedly as he grabbed a pillow from the bed and sent it playfully her way.
Claudette effortlessly dodge before sticking her tongue out at the boy.
"I agree with Ivan though. You need to loosen up a bit." Claudette quipped.
"Or a lot. Dance a little, get drunk- the usual." Ivan explained.
"Yeah no. I can't drink." Regulus spoke flipping the page in his book.
"Can't drink? What are you? A nun? Going abstinent?" Ivan quizzed teasingly.
"Something like that." Regulus muttered.
He looked up from his book to the expectant looks of Claudette and Ivan, waiting for him to further indulge.
"I'm pr-", Regulus froze internally hitting himself for being such a big baby about it, "-with child."
The look on their faces was contradicting. Ivan looked shocked while Claudette looked like everything had finally clicked.
"You're pregnant?" Ivan quizzed in disbelief before his eyes went wide, "Is it James’?"
Claudette smacked Ivan upside the head, "Of course it’s James’, you dingus. Remember we thought it was a nasty bug- it was just morning sickness."
"So we're positive it's James'?" Ivan asked looking from Claudette to Regulus, only to get smacked again.
"Ow!", Ivan hissed turning to his girlfriend, "Claudette, I love you, but if you hit me again I swear to god I will cry."
"Someone has to knock some sense into you and seeming that it hasn't worked, maybe I need to hit you harder." Claudette threatened, which shut Ivan up real fast.
"How long?" Ivan questioned, diverting the attention back to Regulus.
"I think... Halloween?" Regulus mumbled, feeling extremely vulnerable.
"Holy shit, Regulus! Merlin-" Ivan's sentence fell as Claudette held her hand up to hit the boy.
"That's wonderful, love. I'm going to be an aunt!" Claudette cheered.
Regulus chuckled absentmindedly placing a hand on his stomach.
Ivan still looked dumbfounded.
"Don't believe me?" Regulus said before dragging Ivan down to the floor and placed the boys hand on his stomach.
"Woah!", Ivan spat as he retracted his hand, "Did it just kick me?!"
Regulus nodded.
"What?! No fair!" Claudette hissed nudging Ivan out of the way as she placed her hand on Regulus stomach.
She slapped her other hand to her mouth in awe as the baby kicked against her touch.
"Don't get all baby crazed on me now." Ivan joked.
"As if. You'll crack way before I will." Claudette scoffed.
"Is that a bet?" Ivan retorted.
"Guys?" Regulus muttered drawing their attention.
They both paused, looking towards Regulus to continue.
He paused, failing to hide his smile, "ten says Ivan cracks first."
Claudette snickered before high-fiving Regulus, while Ivan dramatically acted hurt.
Regulus was all worked up for nothing. Both his friends were supportive, which made him feel dumb for thinking otherwise.
A weight lifted off his shoulders at being able to talk freely about his sprog.
Maybe he could do this. Maybe it'll be okay.