TW: Sex, mentions of death, mentions of murder, mentions of abuse

First off, sex! Use protection guys.

The Black family and all of your beloved characters are OKAY.

The heavy subjects are touched on briefly in a conversation between Meredith and Regulus regarding an old friend.

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Meredith Black

January 15th, 1997

I'm still on an adrenaline high as I apparate home and close the front door behind me. That was my first Order mission since the end of March. I didn't get to do anything other than stuff at headquarters my entire pregnancy, except for the Battle of the Department of Mysteries.

Regulus must've been waiting for me to get home because he walks into the foyer just as I finish locking the front door.

"How are you? How was the mission? Did you get hurt?" He rambles. Regulus stands in front of me, one hand on my waist, the other on my chin to tilt my face up towards him.

"I'm good, it was successful, and it's just a scratch," I reply.

Regulus has a worried look on his face as he looks at the gash just above my eyebrow.

"That's not a scratch," He says.

"It's not bleeding anymore, and it doesn't hurt," I add.

Regulus frowns, "Upstairs, you're not doing anything until I take care of that for you."

"But-"

"You do the same thing to me every time I get back from a mission, angel," Regulus says. "I'm really glad you're home safe, so please just let me heal the scratch on your head."

"I told you it's just a scratch," I say, walking past him to go upstairs.

I kiss Regulus as I walk by, and I can practically feel the tension releasing from his body. When I pull away he goes to chase my lips, but I'm already halfway up the stairs.

When we get to the bathroom, I turn the lights on and dim them then sit on the sink while Regulus grabs the first aid kit. He stands between my legs and takes his time looking at my cut before he gets the stuff to clean it out.

"This might sting," He says softly.

It does sting.

"Where's Cass?" I ask, trying to ignore the slight burning.

"She's sleeping," Regulus says. "I have the baby monitor in my pocket."

It's getting late and I'm so thankful that Regulus put her to bed before I got home. He must've started to get ready for bed too because he's in a jumper and pajama pants.

Now that my cut is clean, Regulus puts an ointment on it. Everything he does is so gentle that his touch makes me shiver.

He grabs his wand. "Episkey."

I can feel my skin knitting itself back together, which hurts more than the scratch itself did.

I turn my body slightly to get a look at it in the mirror. I have a very faint scar just above my eyebrow. I turn back towards Regulus and bring my fingers up to trace over the small scar above his eyebrow.

It's pretty faint now that it's 18 years old.

"We're matching now," I whisper.

Regulus runs his finger over my new scar. "See, we'll always take care of each other," He smiles, leaning on the counter in front of me.

I lean forward and kiss him. It starts gentle before we're both left wanting more. I wrap my legs around Regulus's waist and pull him closer to me while he has his hands on my back and is pulling me closer to him.

He's pressed so tightly against me that I stifle a moan as he moves his hips forward slightly. I'm wearing a skirt so there's less layers between us and I can feel everything.

I grab the hem of Regulus's jumper. "I need you," I say.

"You have me."

He pulls away just enough for me to take his jumper off before his lips are back on mine. He kisses me hard before kissing my jaw then down my neck.

I let out a moan as he kisses the spot on my neck that he knows drives me crazy. At this, he shifts his hips forward so that I inhale sharply at the contact.

When Regulus gets to my collarbone, he pulls away and lifts my jumper over my head, discarding it on the floor.

He stares at me. "You're so beautiful," He mutters. "So, so beautiful."

I grab his face and crash our lips back together. Regulus's hand is on my lower back to stop me from squirming as he rolls his hips forward.

I shift my hips, giving him a better angle that has both of us moaning.

"God, Reg," I exhale, "If you keep doing this than I'm going to finish-"

"Go ahead, angel," He replies, his breathing heavy.

I place my hands on Regulus's hips and he stops moving. "No, I want more of you," I say, staring up at him. His hair is tousled and his lips are red and swollen.

His eyes darken before he's lifting my hips up to pull off my skirt and underwear. He throws my clothes on the floor before starting to take off his pajama pants.

"Are you sure?" Regulus asks.

I nod, "I want all of you."

Regulus finishes taking off his clothes before his lips are back on mine. He kisses me gently before pulling away again. He lifts me off the countertop so that I'm standing in front of him.

"Turn around," He says.

I listen and turn around so that I'm staring at our reflections in the mirror. Regulus's body is pressed against mine and his arm is wrapped around my stomach. He watches my reaction in the mirror as he presses a kiss against my neck, then one lower, than one on my shoulder blade.

His hand is between my legs and he runs his fingers between my folds, making me inhale sharply.

"Is this okay?" Regulus whispers in my ear.

"Yes, please."

He slips one finger in, followed by another, before he's slowly thrusting his fingers in and out of me. He pulls his fingers out and I almost whimper in his absence.

I watch in the mirror as he lines himself up with my entrance. He looks at me in the mirror for reassurance and I nod. Soon after he's thrusting into me.

I'm leaning back against Regulus, my head leaning on his shoulder as he pulls out and thrusts back into me harshly.

He knows exactly what I want right now without me even asking.

I'm watching everything in the mirror, getting even more turned on.

When Regulus's hand drifts lower and his thumb comes in contact with my clit, I can't help but grab onto his arm for support.

His pace has sped up and he's thrusting in and out of me hard while his fingers are relentlessly moving against me.

My fingers dug into his arm and Regulus's fingers dug into my hip.

"Faster," I say, trying to catch my breath.

"Might want to bend over then, love," Regulus replies.

I bend over the counter, resting on my forearms as Regulus speeds up. From this new angle, I'm extremely close and my legs are starting to shake.

"You're taking it so well," Regulus says. "My pretty girl."

I moan loudly. "Reg-"

"I know, I know," He says.

I'm so close that all it takes is a few more thrusts before I'm tightening around him and my legs start to shake.

"Fuck," Regulus groans as he releases inside me.

He leans over and presses a kiss against my shoulder as he pulls out.

I stay leaning against the counter for support, trying to get my heart rate to slow down. In the background I can hear Regulus turning on the shower.

"Come on, let's shower," He says, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. "Then we can go to bed."

We shower together and take turns washing each other's hair. Regulus is so gentle, kissing me sweetly as I rub shampoo into his curly hair.

When we get out, I cast a contraception spell and we put our pajamas on. I get in bed and Regulus goes in to check on Cassie.

Now that I'm clean and laying in bed, the events from today are finally starting to hit me. I turn onto my side and I feel my eyes begin to sting.

Regulus comes back into our bedroom, closing the door behind him and setting the baby monitor up on the nightstand. He gets into bed beside me and I can feel his eyes on me.

"Mer, what's wrong?" He asks, sounding genuinely concerned. "Was it too rough-"

I let out a sob and turn over, burying my face in his shoulder. His arms wrap around me and Regulus runs his hand through my hair.

"I killed someone today," I say, trying to get the sobbing under control.

Regulus just holds me tighter. "You're okay, I've got you," He whispers.

Once I stop sobbing and I can actually breathe I explain.

"This mission was fine but we Bill had a run in with a Death Eater. He didn't try anything at first but then he started talking. He was singling me out, talking about you, and our kids. He was talking about how much he wants to be the one to kill us all. He said he wanted payback for you defecting, it was personal to him."

Regulus took a deep breath.

"So I fired a spell first, and he fought back, and I killed him. I killed Rosier. I killed Evan's dad."

"It was self-defense. You did it to protect yourself, and our family-"

I cut him off. "I killed him."

"You did a lot of people a favor by killing him. Evan included," Regulus explains. "Clyde Rosier is an awful person. He beat his wife, he beat his son, and he verbally abused his way into a position of power. I wouldn't hesitate to kill him if I ran into him."

"Oh," I murmur.

Regulus tilted my chin up to look at him and wiped the tears from my face. "I know you feel guilty, and you will, but I want you to know that the man you killed today got off easy by dying. He should've been in Azkaban rotting."

I stay quiet, running his words over in my head.

"Meredith, you're a good person."

I nod at him. "Can we just go to bed now?"

Regulus nods and turns off the lamp, casting us into darkness. He holds me close, his hand running through my hair reassuringly.

"I love you so much," Regulus whispers. "You're an amazing wife and an amazing mother. Please don't forget that."

I close my eyes so that I don't start crying again.

"I love you too."