From Eden - Regulus Black (Complete)

Chapter Sixty -

THIRD SEASON IS HERE YA'LL! COMMENT WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT THIS NEW START.

THIRD SEASON

TW: VERNON (SA IMPLIED AND DV IMPLIED AS WELL)

EVANS' CHRISTMAS PARTY

In any other situation, Anne Potter would be happy to actually meet her grandparents for more than a few minutes, even if they didn't know they were her grandparents, but her mind just wasn't in the right place for anything like that, no matter how much she tried to ground herself into her reality.

Everything looked perfect.

James was in his best muggle clothing, which was dress shirt and brown trousers, since he thought black trousers looked too formal and too much like he a funeral, but Mia had refused to let him transfigurate it into green to match Christmas decorations. Peter had a black polo shirt and jeans, he said it was supposed to slim him, according to what his mother had read – he wasn't allowed to stay long since his mother couldn't stay alone for long, but she had insisted on not letting him be rude and not show up. Sirius was quite understanding of Peter's situation, promising to warn him a few minutes before midnight so he could spend it with his mum since he was the only one with a clock, after all he was the only one with an outfit that went with it. Poor Sirius, once a pureblood, always a pureblood with expensive black trousers, black formal button-up shirt, cloak on his wrist, even though he had a leather jacket over it all. Remus had a very similar outfit to James', though he insisted the suspenders were not too much a reach and kept them in place under his beaten-up coat (he had refused to open Anne's gift early and therefore wasn't using his new brownish coat).

James stopped a few metres away from the Evans house.

"Ok, everybody, time to go over the rules," he said.

"Don't talk about magic," Sirius started.

"Don't talk about James doing magic," Peter added.

"Don't talk about family traditions that involve magic," Remus said, rolling his eyes.

"Don't talk about the magical war coming?" Anne guessed.

James nodded, listening to his family and made a proud face.

"Nice," he said. "There's one rule missing, though."

"Don't talk about James being in love with Lily," they all added, sounding quite bored.

Once more, James nodded with pride and clapped his hand once.

"Ok, then," he put his hands on his hips. "Let's go, guys! – and Anne. Sorry, sweetheart, I forgot you were a girl. We're ready."

Anne shivered once another breeze of very cold wind hit her. She bit down her tongue to stop herself from complaining. The tea length dress was certainly beautiful in its blue-grey, but less than ideal for a Christmas party, she had found out as she forgot that muggle families didn't have a warming charm on their gardens – how stupid of her, growing up muggle and forgetting how muggles actually behaved after a single year living with pureblood wizards. She fixed the tulle under her skirts discreetly once the boys were looking away and sighed, pulling the white coat around her to warm her up.

"You know, that colour is exactly like Sirius' eyes," commented Peter as James knocked on the door, waiting for someone to open it.

That had been the reason why Anne had chosen that dress. If it was Sirius' colour, then certainly it was Regulus' as well. Of course, Peter didn't need to know that and he probably shouldn't since she didn't trust him all that much and was mostly just polite towards him.