A spark had lit up inside Regulus's mind. An idea germinated within him.
The moment he kidnapped his friend, Joanna, he instantly regretted it but in order to prove himself to the Dark Lord, he tried to follow through. The entire Joanna ordeal wasn't exactly a failure but it wasn't a success either. Bellatrix believed she did not have enough fun with Joanna and Greyback was certainly left wanting more. Regulus was disgusted by every little bit of it. He did not understand Sirius before, he blindly submitted before, he obeyed his parents before, but now he could not stand it. And yet he could do virtually nothing about it. He was already in too deep. It was either to continue or to die.
He felt an urge to just let them take him, to confess. He went on with his self-loathing, 'Maybe then I wouldn't be such a disturbance or such a coward.' But another feeling arose telling him to stay, telling him he still might have a fighting chance. Regulus still clung to hope.
And so a spark lit up. It would soon be a fire. A fire that would take down Voldemort, even if it meant Regulus would burn along with it.
A/N: Short one, but some RAB for you lovelies. Xx
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The Other One | Sirius Black
Fanfiction"I'm sorry, I just... remembered something," she muttered as her fingers traced the scars on her throat. He placed his hands on her shoulders before whispering, "It's just me." "It's just you," she sighed. ...
