Sweets.
Members of the Black family weren't supposed to have sweet tooths, yet there Regulus Arcturus Black was with his mouth salivating at the thought of the sweet, irresistible sweet in the window.
"Come along Regulus."
Regulus pulled away, hoping his mother hadn't caught him looking, and hurried as fast as his short legs could carry him. He swallowed, looking up at her with his silver eyes. She said nothing and they kept walking, not offering anything for behaving.
She didn't have to, given the fact he didn't want to get yelled at by her like she did Sirius. He pushed the treat aside, until—
A sweet treat plopped into his hand. He looked at it, his mouth twisting in confusion. "Uncle Alphard?"
He looked up, seeing his uncle wink. "A sweet treat for my sweet nephew, or one of them. Don't ever forget that, my dear boy. That your heart is as warm as a treat that's just come out of an oven. And it's our secret from our mother."
Regulus muttered a thank you.
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Sweet Blackness (Harry Potter Fanfic)
FanfictionBlacks aren't supposed to have sweet tooth. Disclaimer - I don't own Harry Potter. This is written for the monthly Froday challenge for November 2021 and is my second go at a bingo card. This is for Card I, the fourth spot which is "Irresistable".
