Family reunion
Regulus Arcturus Black Found Alive!
“Regulus black of the most ancient house of black was found alive on June 15 1993. The black was declared dead in 1979. The black has been sent to Azkaban without a trial for the crimes he had committed as a death eater and under a false identification of a muggle with the name of Dan goldbloom.”
A cold draft fell over the prison when he had gotten off the boat. Everyone could feel it even the dementors seemed to be a bit off.
Of course they had a special place to put him right next to his cousin and brother. Bellatrix was screaming about how he was a coward, that he didn’t deserve to be alive after running away. After all these years of thinking he had died he just shows up like nothing happened. But it was Sirius' reaction that Surprised Regulus the most. Sirius was quiet. Regulus thought he would scream at him like Bellatrix, But nothing. When looking in his cell he was slumped over against the wall. Regulus couldn’t see his face under his matted long hair. But he guessed that’s what 12 years of Azkaban will do to a man.
Regulus was surprised at how long Bellatrix could scream. He guessed it was around the 4 hour mark when she finally blew out her voice. Far longer that regulus thought with how long she has been in prison.
The middle of the night hours after everyone had passed out from exhaustion or just passed out.
“How?” A voice called from the cell over. A voice regulus hasn’t heard in years. A voice so gruff that it sounded like it hurt.
“Are you talking to me?” Regulus asked, wondering why of all the times to start a conversation it had to be in the middle of the night.
“Of course I’m talking to you, regulus. How, how, are you alive?” Sirius sounded mad just at the question.
“Oh you know it's actually really easy to fake your death. I mean all I had to do was make the family tree look like i I dead and all I had to do after that was just disappear, and no one is the wiser.” Regulus said with a shrug that Sirius couldn’t see it.
“Why?”
“I don’t have to explain myself to you, Sirius.”
“Yes you do, I thought you were dead.” Sirius said, walking up to the bares of his cell.
“Everyone thought I was dead, you're not that special.”
“Exactly why did you fake your death when you could have ran away like a normal person.”
“Normal people don’t have to run away.”
The rest of the night was silent. It’s been so long since Regulus brought up his childhood, and for regulus he wanted to forget that part of his life. To forget the whole black name, but now it is staring him right in the face.