Chapter 1
Sorrow. Something Regulus has felt most of his life. But with sorrow comes the cause of such a strong emotion. The cause of why Regulus has felt such despair and pain is not his purist family, no they don't matter enough in his story, the cause is Sirius. Sirius, his bright loving older brother. His brother who would be Regulus’ human shield from the cruel curses thrown his way. His Sirius who would tell him stories of the great school of Hogwarts. Of the pranks and parties, He and his friends experienced. All Regulus dreamed of at the ripe age on 10 was Hogwarts, that castle so far away from the dark and gloomy house called grimmauld place. But when the time came for Regulus to attend the magical school, Sirius had changed. Whenever he talked to Maman and Papa, he would spit his words out. Sirius started to fight back against this so-called injustice, rant on and on about the Potters who cared so much for a child or how his friends stories of such nice Christmases or owls who delivered loving letters each morning. Regulus knew back then that how Sirius and he where and still treated is cruel and not right but what could he do, so small and defenseless. So, when it was time for the train to leave the station Regulus silently prayed to nothing for him to be sorted into Slytherin, unlike his brother, in Gryffindor. Kreacher, the house elf of the black family, said his goodbyes for the small child in front of him(who he did care for after all) and disaparated. That left Regulus and Sirius alone on the buzzing platform, 9 and 3/4s.
As soon as Kreacher had left Sirius rushed over to whom Regulus assumed was the famous James Potter. Regulus loved hearing Sirius’ stories and adventures, but mostly he loved hearing about James. Regulus loved how Sirius lit up when he talked about ‘the James Potter’, so naturally for the younger brother, Regulus liked this character in Sirius’ stories. But at that moment when Sirius introduced him to James Regulus immediately grew jealous. From just these few moments Regulus saw how close the friends were and Regulus of course didn't want to lose his brother. His protector. Regulus knew what he needed to do. Thats when Regulus thinks his mind became mischievous. Over the next four years Regulus grew to hate James Potter. He stole Sirius. His Sirius. That year, 1975, was when Sirius had gotten told he will be receiving the dark mark that summer. Sirius had always been rebellious but what happened that cold stale night was much worse. After the yelling and torture had concluded, Regulus hurried over to the crumpled bleeding body on the floor. The only thing Regulus was thinking that night was to save Sirius. Yet through all the hatred for the potters, which may have been jealousy, Regulus knew where he needed to send Sirius. Regulus sent him through the floo yelling out “Potter Manor” hoping his parents wouldn't witness this, Sirius- his shield wouldn't be punished for Reguleses actions this time. After Sirius had made it through the fire Regulus was hit with the Cruciatuos curse to the back. Regulus didn't wake for three days prior. After the events of that break Regulus knew he wouldn't be able to see Sirius, not even look at him on the train back. That hollow feeling low in his stomach.
That feeling was sorrow, those events led up to how Regulus is now, in is fifth year at Hogwarts, a Slytherin and on the quidditch team, and of course a perfect with top marks in all classes. But none of that succession will give Regulus his brother back. So Regulus forgets Sirius, forgets all the happiness and light and makes a plan. A plan for the impending war and everything in-between now and then.