"See how well that worked out.". He thought of Kretcher. I couldn't—" he choked on the last words. Site: [fanfiction.net][139856171259552:site] | Category: Harry Potter | Rated: Fiction T | Chapters: 3 | Words: 15,591 | Reviews: 49 | Favs: 90 | Follows: 177 | Updated: 1/23 | Published: 1/19 | id: 11742766 | Language: English | Characters: Harry P., Sirius B., Regulus B. Sirius gave a nasty look, "Those people disgust me," he bitterly said. A small smile stole itself on his face at that. Protecting his baby brother from the darkness. Regulus turned to him, and Sirius offered him a weak grin. regulus gives sirius the locket fanfic After all, he was the one who deduced that the locket had become a Then, of course, there was his letter: the evidence that he had turned on his former master. It's June, 1981, and Regulus Black certainly hadn't expected to survive betraying Voldemort. Warnings for PG-ish crush sort of incest. He didn't know if it was the fever, or the almost dying, or the poisoning, but he didn't want to be alone right now. .c_dVyWK3BXRxSN3ULLJ_t{border-radius:4px 4px 0 0;height:34px;left:0;position:absolute;right:0;top:0}._1OQL3FCA9BfgI57ghHHgV3{-ms-flex-align:center;align-items:center;display:-ms-flexbox;display:flex;-ms-flex-pack:start;justify-content:flex-start;margin-top:32px}._1OQL3FCA9BfgI57ghHHgV3 ._33jgwegeMTJ-FJaaHMeOjV{border-radius:9001px;height:32px;width:32px}._1OQL3FCA9BfgI57ghHHgV3 ._1wQQNkVR4qNpQCzA19X4B6{height:16px;margin-left:8px;width:200px}._39IvqNe6cqNVXcMFxFWFxx{display:-ms-flexbox;display:flex;margin:12px 0}._39IvqNe6cqNVXcMFxFWFxx ._29TSdL_ZMpyzfQ_bfdcBSc{-ms-flex:1;flex:1}._39IvqNe6cqNVXcMFxFWFxx .JEV9fXVlt_7DgH-zLepBH{height:18px;width:50px}._39IvqNe6cqNVXcMFxFWFxx ._3YCOmnWpGeRBW_Psd5WMPR{height:12px;margin-top:4px;width:60px}._2iO5zt81CSiYhWRF9WylyN{height:18px;margin-bottom:4px}._2iO5zt81CSiYhWRF9WylyN._2E9u5XvlGwlpnzki78vasG{width:230px}._2iO5zt81CSiYhWRF9WylyN.fDElwzn43eJToKzSCkejE{width:100%}._2iO5zt81CSiYhWRF9WylyN._2kNB7LAYYqYdyS85f8pqfi{width:250px}._2iO5zt81CSiYhWRF9WylyN._1XmngqAPKZO_1lDBwcQrR7{width:120px}._3XbVvl-zJDbcDeEdSgxV4_{border-radius:4px;height:32px;margin-top:16px;width:100%}._2hgXdc8jVQaXYAXvnqEyED{animation:_3XkHjK4wMgxtjzC1TvoXrb 1.5s ease infinite;background:linear-gradient(90deg,var(--newCommunityTheme-field),var(--newCommunityTheme-inactive),var(--newCommunityTheme-field));background-size:200%}._1KWSZXqSM_BLhBzkPyJFGR{background-color:var(--newCommunityTheme-widgetColors-sidebarWidgetBackgroundColor);border-radius:4px;padding:12px;position:relative;width:auto} Regulus woke up very early the next morning. "Well then, I think there's one thing left to do," Sirius said before marching out the back door to the family graveyard.

It reminded him all the stuff he and Regulus used to do. Find out what other deviants think - about anything at all. "Why were you so mad at Kreacher?" "Please James, stop—", "It'll be over soon," James told him. AU, eventual HPDM slash, very Slytherin!Harry.

His mind started racing.

Although in reality, he cared little for potions, or any class for that matter. "We should have told someone from the Order before coming. The story has excellent writing and I like the concept where Sirius has to take care of Regulus when their parents passed away earlier. An uncomfortable silence settled over them as they watched him get to his feet and follow Professor McGonagall into her office. Reg smiled back, before his eyes widened as he fell, an Inferi pulling his ankle from under him. Silence reigned.

When the risen Voldemort calls his followers once again in '95, Regulus makes haste to the home he left behind half a lifetime ago, reconnecting with his estranged brother and settling on a very different side of the conflict. Site: fanfiction.net | Category: Harry Potter | Rated: Fiction T | Chapters: 16 | Words: 91,314 | Reviews: 583 | Favs: 445 | Follows: 503 | Updated: 6/29 | Published: 1/31/2008 | id: 4045677 | Language: English | Genre: Angst/Drama | Characters: Sirius B., Regulus B. I think I'm going crazy!" AU. What should I do? "He's your younger brother. What's there is a great story, sad to think it will likely never be finished. He stopped, considering his next words. You won't let anyone know of it, okay?" "You still look pretty bad. There was the locket. He shot threw the water and landed back on the island. I always admired his ideas, but had no idea of how he was going to achieve them. But you know, Sirius, you'll only be able to influence your brother's life if you take guardianship over him. Regulus thought he would take his chances and write to his brother anyway. Think you know this story? James asked bluntly after Sirius didn't say anything. Then, he pushed himself to his feet and pointed his wand at the elf. "I wanted to prove that I was loyal to him," he said with a sigh. Or just how thorough a tragedy his death was. I've ignored him completely during the last two years." In the middle, there was a basin filled with a light purple looking potion, it must've been the one Kretcher was talking about. ._1x9diBHPBP-hL1JiwUwJ5J{font-size:14px;font-weight:500;line-height:18px;color:#ff585b;padding-left:3px;padding-right:24px}._2B0OHMLKb9TXNdd9g5Ere-,._1xKxnscCn2PjBiXhorZef4{height:16px;padding-right:4px;vertical-align:top}._1LLqoNXrOsaIkMtOuTBmO5{height:20px;padding-right:8px;vertical-align:bottom}.QB2Yrr8uihZVRhvwrKuMS{height:18px;padding-right:8px;vertical-align:top}._3w_KK8BUvCMkCPWZVsZQn0{font-size:14px;font-weight:500;line-height:18px;color:var(--newCommunityTheme-actionIcon)}._3w_KK8BUvCMkCPWZVsZQn0 ._1LLqoNXrOsaIkMtOuTBmO5,._3w_KK8BUvCMkCPWZVsZQn0 ._2B0OHMLKb9TXNdd9g5Ere-,._3w_KK8BUvCMkCPWZVsZQn0 ._1xKxnscCn2PjBiXhorZef4,._3w_KK8BUvCMkCPWZVsZQn0 .QB2Yrr8uihZVRhvwrKuMS{fill:var(--newCommunityTheme-actionIcon)}

The cave disappeared and they fell on the path, gasping for air, at the exact place they had arrived earlier. Sirius noticed that a few Slytherin girls gazed into his brother's direction from time to time. Sirius moaned as he rolled out of bed.

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"Uhm?" Regulus jerked up, shock settling across the Potters as Sirius held out the rectangular box. He had promised Reg that he would protect him, it was what big brothers did. He frowned. Considering they were having one of their first civil conversation in four years, Sirius would say it worked out pretty well. Regulus took out his wand and lighted the tip of it, "Lumos.". The stone had read: Regulus Arcturus Black Honestly, sometimes Sirius wondered how anyone survived without it, and Regulus didn't even know about the Merlin blessed drink. Regulus' face remained tight, his mouth a thin line. His head was spinning as he pushed himself up and shoved his hand in the basin, feeling around the bottom until his fingers closed around the locket's chain. "Don't cry, Reggie. [AU of the First Wizarding War in which stealing part of Voldemort's soul brings a broken, dysfunctional family together], Site: Archive of Our Own | Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling | Published: 2018-06-01 | Completed: 2018-07-03 | Words: 71304 | Chapters: 6/6 | Comments: 73 | Kudos: 285 | Bookmarks: 56 | Hits: 5085 | ID: 14800721 | Download: EPUB or MOBI, Dead Man Walking is a reasonably good fic although it is probably abandoned. He ends up on Sirius' doorstep and the Black family reunites. James told her he would and got up and took the newspaper from the owl and put five bronze Knuts in the owl's brown pouch. ", "You won't," Sirius promised without thinking. "MAKE IT STOP!" From behind him, James tugged at his sleeve and dragged him back to the Hog's Head and to safety.

The Grim walks closer, eyes wary, and Regulus tells it helplessly, "It is alright, I already know." Sirius thought about his father, telling him what a disappointment he was. Walburga and Orion were proud to see their favorite son become a Death Eater, helping cleanse the world of Muggle-borns. They had been close once. "Water," Regulus mumbled quietly. Regulus Black survives his adventure in the cave and brings the locket to an unlikely ally: his estranged older brother.

Even so he felt those knots forming in his stomach again as he sat at the Gryffindor table to eat dinner.