
The fun dad
James potter is the fun dad.
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Regulus watches as his messy haired boyfriend pushes a little bit more of the chocolate cake onto his son's plate. He watches as James caves into those large green eyes, another piece of chocolate wouldn't hurt.
Regulus watches as harry dances around the room with James, dragging him first towards playground equipment.
"Come on, daddy! you have to watch me go down the slide!" Harry pulls at his dad's sleeve, making little effort to drag James towards the bottom of the slide.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" James laughs as harry let go of his sleeve and races up the brightly coloured steps.
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Regulus hates this.
He wants to be fun too! But no, its James who harry runs too when he wants to laugh till he cries. Its James who lets harry fly just a little bit higher than he should or buys him far too many toys when the toy chest is already overflowing.
Its James who harry goes to when he wants a sweet treat before dinner or to be swung upside down till his hair matches his fathers even more.
James Potter is the fun dad- not Regulus.
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It was a lovely sunny morning and harry had wanted to try his new broom out in the garden, he had gotten it for his birthday a week ago but it had done nothing but rain since then. Heavy, soaking, thundering rain. He had been so disappointed. But now? as the grass glimmered with fresh dew-drops and the air light with pollen, he knew it was the perfect time.
Harry didn't bother to wake up his parents, he was independent, a whole five now! he was going to school at the end of the summer, that's got to count for something right?
He could do this without dads help.
His broom sat proudly at the edge of the door, his brand new broom. As he picked it up, handling his present with care, a wave of guilt washed over him. what if he was doing something bad, he knew not to do anything reckless without help.
But another voice reasoned with his conscience, what happens when we show them what amazing tricks that we can do! how proud they will be.
With his newfound confidence, harry stepped out of the back door and sat on his broom.
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But, what Regulus takes far too long to see - is he is the safe dad.
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Regulus woke to a start, a crying harry at the edge of his bed, hair a mess of wild curls, mud and dirt caked his face and multiple scrape wounds.
The dark haired Slytherin didn't have time to ask what was wrong before harry threw himself at him. Cuddling into his chest whilst snot and tears collected on the shirt.
He carried the crying boy downstairs, silently thanking that James didn't wake up. As much as he loved how harry played with him, James didn't know the first thing about comforting a crying child, except for maybe give them sweets.
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It's Regulus who Harry's little feet paddle over to when he scraped his knee or bumped his head. Its Regulus who rocks and sings Harry a lullaby before bed. It's Regulus' side of the bed that Harry crawls into when he's too frightened to sleep alone.
Oh yes James potter is the fun dad, but Regulus is the safe dad.
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"Harry! are you excited to go to the aquarium?! Lets get in the car!"
"Wait daddy we have to wait for dada!" James smiled at the thought
"Of course we do! we cant to go and see the fishes without dada now can we?"
Harry shook his head, his black curls bouncing.
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Not to say that Harry has no Fun with regulus or doesn't feel safe with James.
Harry knows that his dads love and adore him an both do that perfectly.
But sometimes, he just needs to have a laugh with James, or a cry with Regulus.
And that's okay.
authors note:
Hello lovely's! How are you all?
school's going to be starting up soon, so I don't really know when I will be able to post, i will say this on my other main stories as well, please be patient!
If you want to comment a request I would be absolutely smitten to do it!
But for now, I have to get back to Hogwarts, i don't know if Professor McGonagall would be happy to know that i have a laptop in the dorms.
Keep working hard! drink some water, take care of yourselves!
I know that you guys can do anything you put your mind to!