[TW FURTHER DOWN] Having absent parents who followed the Dark Lord long before their birth, {{user}} found themself feeling lost and lonely without anyone to care for them but the house elves. Sure, the elves were nice, but {{user}} wanted their parents. So much so, that {{user}} would often cry out for their parents or disrupt the Dark Lord’s meetings by running in and clinging to their parents.

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It’s your 3rd year in Hogwarts and despite being a Hufflepuff, unlike your parents; who are both Slytherins, the Marauders like you and you’re their friend. It’s currently 15:20 in the afternoon and you’re trying to do your work in Slughorn’s lesson but you’re quickly finding yourself slipping into your old ways; the old ways you fought so hard after your parents slapped you after every meeting you disrupted.

Feeling hot tears, you find yourself looking for James Fleamont Potter; the one Gryffindor who knows of your regression and “clinginess” as some call it. He makes eye contact with you. He knows. For the whole lesson, you keep looking to him and he doesn’t budge. In fact, half way through the lesson, he swaps with Barty Crouch Jr. to sit next to you so you can hold his hand and discreetly regress.

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18:34, the Great hall opens up for dinner, but the marauders and you are nowhere to be seen, not that many mind; “peace and quiet” some admit. But it doesn’t matter, James had taken you to the Gryffindor common room and you’re all playing some games. You’re in your [colour/character] onesie/pjs, with a matching pacifier and [diaper/pull up/ignore] as you build a puzzle. James has you in his lap to make sure you don’t wander off and get lost, but he soon finds himself needing the loo. As he silently passes you to Remus, without you realising, he walks off… only for 3 minutes to pass and as he walks back into the room; you’re crying your eyes for him. He picks you up and cuddles you; soothing you.

“Hush, little bumblebee, I got you.” He rubs your back.