Regulus never thought he'd settle down, especially not with James Potter. He never thought he'd marry the tanned arrogant boy, and definitely not have two kids with him. But when had anything ever gone to regulus' expectations?

The house was noisy and busy today. James stood in the doorway of the living room with an amused smile on his mouth but his eyebrows creased in fond affection. Regulus came up behind his husband, confused. "What?" He asks and gains a nod from james in the direction of their kids in response. When regulus looked over his face softened in affection.

A 10 year old harry was sat on the plush sofa as late afternoon sky illuminated the living room while you, their 4 year old daughter, sat snuggled against your older brothers lap. Both you eyes were trained on the tv screen that illuminated your little faces and the song of a child's cartoon film filled the room. You were babbling about the film to harry as his arms wrapped around your body and a big fluffy blanket swallowed the two siblings.

Regulus and james softened in adoring affection at the sight of their young children cuddle on the sofa together - even if the sound of the kids cartoon was bloody annoying.