
Prologue
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The endless chiming in Regulu's head underwater was beginning to drive him crazy in only a matter of minutes.
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2.36 minutes to be exact.
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This was the end for him. Regulus was going to die just as he thought he would.
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Useless.
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Merlin, he was a self-deprecating piece of shit.
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It faded, the sweet relief of silence was louder than the great hall. Wait, it faded?
Regulus took a gulp of air into his lungs. How was this possible? He was drowning just mere seconds ago.
Voices. Unrecognizable voices. Regulus knew everybody's voices by heart.
"wh... i.... this. s..rius? ar... y... ok?"
A feminine voice from what Regulus could make out. Not Pandora or Dorcas, and definitely not Walburga. Weird. He began to come back to consciousness but his eyes were still hazy and blurred from the water. The lake, did Kreacher have the locket?
He sat up abruptly and the voices quietened, Regulus blinked. The room span before him, like he had been concussed, but that wasn't the only issue. Regulus was in Grimmauld Place and surrounded by a gaggle of strangers.