1 september 1975 regulus pov
1 september 1975
regulus
regulus’s was in his new school uniform, as he trys too get used to it. he hates it and want’s out of it. he liked his old uniform much more. the uniform of beauxbaton was much better. it was blue and regulus liked blue much more then he liked black. He knows it is kinda ironic that the boy named black as a last name, doesn't like black. but regulus thinks it because of that. there whole house is black, dark and gray. regulus likes the color that his uniform gives him, because at home he has to wear black and gray only. so the blue that his old uniform gave him was nice.
but now he is standing in his room, in his new uniform, looking in the mirror. The Hogwarts uniform is black, and the most color it has is the little tie. but seeing as regulus is not sorted into a house yet, his tie is just black, with a little hogwarts simple on. His hair has been cut again so that it is no longer as long. his hair usually almost reaches his shoulders, but no longer. And he hates it, like really hates it.
“get down here regulus!!” his mother yelled up the stairs. regulus looked over himself just one last time. he still hated it. but no more time to worry about it. he grabbed his bag, as his suitcase was already down stairs. down the stairs his mother and father where waiting for him. walburga looked over him, with that sort of judging look she all ways had, when looking at him.
“lets go” orin said, grabbing his arm and pulling him toward the front door “get the suitcase kreacher”
and then they where off. his mother and father transfigured them to the platform.Regulus ran trough the wall, his parents talking about how stupid muggles where. regulus dint say anything to there comments. in his house they where normal, not that he ever made them.
regulus, tho not as loud with it as sirius, never really agreed with their parents. He din’t see what was so bad about muggles or mudb- muggleborns. regulus was trying to remember always to say muggleborn not mudblood. but being raised in the house he was, it was hard. his old school also did not help, as they did not allow muggle born into the school. it was kinda stupid if you where to ask regulus.
muggleborns in france would have to go to schools in other countries for school. and personally regulus thought it was stupid. but he would never say so out loud in front of his parents. that was just stupid, and it would just end up tuning him into a small little sirius.
regulus was scared for the sorting. he knew he need to be in either slytherin or ravenclaw. his parents wanted him to be in slytherin of course but they would be okay with ravenclaw. they had made it clear he was to be sorted into slytherin, but that if nothing else they would live if he was in ravenclaw. just not hufflepuff or merlin gryffindor.
pandora was in ravenclaw, and evan, barty and dorcas where in slythrin. personally regulus hoped he would be in ravenclaw, mostly so he could make his parents just a little mad. Maybe that was his inner sirius talking, telling him to not do what his parents said. Or maybe it was that deep down regulus, would love to make his parents made. make them hate him, make them mad, not be the perfect heir, be something they wont like. Be like Sirius.
Regulus looked all around the platform, not really sure what he was looking. Maybe pandora, or evan or barty or dorcas. Maybe he was looking for sirius and his friends just a little bit. Regulus just wanted a glimpse of his brother. His mother pushed him forward while nodding at other pureblood, and staring with hate at none pureblood. Regulus spotted evan and pandora
“i see pandora and evan” he said to his mother and began walking over to them. His parents followed until they stood and began talking to the rossier parents. regulus, pandora and evan shared a look, before beginning to move to the train with there trunks. But before they made it his mother rapped a hand around his shoulder and pulled him back
“make sure to get into slytherin. and if not ravenclaw. if you don't it will be worst for you” his mother whispers in his ear, before pushing him toward the train. Did his mother just threaten to torture him, if he got sorted into another house then the one she wanted
“well your mother is just a nice lady, isnt she?” evan says as they jump on the train, with there trunks behind them
“yeah like sunshine as a person” pandora says as they walk down and look in the train cages looking for dorcas or barty. both of the rossier twins voices are dripping in sarcasm. regulus lets out a little laugh “i know right, could say the same about your parents never seen nicer parents ever” he says his voice dripping with even more sarcasm the other two
“found them” evan says pulling open a cage door “hello barty how has your summer been?” evan says as barty helps him with his trunk.
“just fine, other then my dad being a dick” barty says as he turns to pandora and regulus. “pandora dear, how you been” barty says, as he pulls pandora into a hug. “and reggie, the new one” bartys says sticking to just throwing an arm around regulus shoulders
“don't call me that” he says and slips out from under bartys arm, and begin to push his trunk up to the small shelves above the seats. then he slips into the seat next the window and on the other side dorcas is sitting “hello meadows, how’s your summer been” regulus aks as he opens his drawing book in his lap
“i went to visit some family in the states” meadows says as she peeks into regulus drawing books. regulus leans it away so she cant see “oh come on let me see” she whines, as she tries to look in to the book
“no” regulus says just as the train starts moving. dorcas tries for another few moments, but then just rolls her eyes and the turns to speak to pandora. barty and evan are having a way to loud conversation about something to do with chocolate frog cards. regulus lets him shelf sit in silence in the corner, and just listing to the others talk. He begins to draw the landscape he sees outside the window. And this is nice, he thinks to himself.
But nice things don't last for long if it has to do with regulus. So of course as he is walking back from the bathroom, he hears the noises of a voice he knows too well. And sure enough just a little down the hallway is his brother and his 3 friends. potter, he thinks as he spotted the boy. regulus remembers there meeting in the library while, how close they had been. but then he is snapped back to real life
“excuse me” regulus says as he walks up to the group, looking down at the floor, hoping sirius wont see that it is him. but life is never that kind to regulus, so sirius does see that it is him
“reggie, what are you doing here” sirius says a little bit of venom in his voice. and regulus looks up and rolls his eyes. regulus is pretty sure sirius got his letter
“did you not get my letter? im pretty sure i wrote i was coming here” regulus says
“yeah i got it but i thought you where joking” sirius says while staring at regulus with hate in his eyes. but behind them is also something. it is at hate, nor is it wishing he was dead. no the other thing behind sirius eyes is……..love? or is it worry? regulus cant really see the difference between the two
“well i was not, im stating at hogwarts. now if you would please excuse me” he says and he almost slips past sirius, before he feels the hand wrap around his arm
“why would you not want to go back to your fancy pancy school in france?” sirius says not letting go off regulus arm. regulus gives it a hard tug
“i did want to but mother din’t give me much off a choice in the matter” and with that comment, regulus walks down the hall. he walks until he stops in front off another bathroom. even tho he was just in one he slips in to this one. He locks himself in the small bathroom, and starts himself in the mirror. regulus feels the tears before he sees them in the mirror. he slides down the door, and begins crying while trying to be as silent as he can
why is he crying over this? was it the way sirius had been laughing with potter before regulus had come up? laughed like, regulus had always wanted sirius to laugh with him like. but sirius never had. Was it the way sirius had looked at potter like he had hung the starts on the sky? like he loved him. like he was the best brother he ever had. like regulus doesnt even exsit to him, only potter
And as regulus stands up and drys off his eyes, he feels his tight chest. As he stares in the mirror trying to make sure you cant see any signs off that he was crying. Because if people can see people will ask about it. and regulus honestly just can not deal with it, he just fucking cant.
Regulus slowly makes his way back to the cage where the others where sitting. And as he pushes open the door into the cage, he feels the others turn to him
“oh hey, you okay regulus?” pandora says, her voice has a slight bit of concern in her voice. regulus just noddes and slips into his cornor up to the window
“wake me up ones we are there” he says as he closes his eyes, and trys to fall into sleep. he can hear pandora answer a yes, but it sounds like it is far away, as regulus falls into a light sleep. not one of the ones that actually help if your tired. the kind that almost makes you more tired. but it makes the time pass without anyone trying to ask if your okay, if you have been crying or what your are doing there
regulus sleep is filled with people with long black hair, and red ties