You mean you're actually going to kill me?
James couldn't believe what he was seeing in front of him, he didn't believe it at all. Maybe, just maybe it's a nightmare? "Regulus, are you really going to kill me for him?.."
I mean just that.
Regulus didn't answer the taller boy, hand shaking. He couldn't point his wand at James correctly, if he casted the unforgivable curse, it would fail. He couldn't dare to face James.
Well, go ahead.
James looked on how Regulus didn't dare to look at him. He knew the younger boy wouldn't dare to kill him, "Go ahead, Black. Kill me, have my blood on your hands."
I'll do this my own way.
Regulus' heart broke on what James said. He took a step forward, wand rising a bit more. His fingers curled more into the wand, more strength added.
You won't do it, you can't pull the trigger. You can't pull it because you love me.
James noticed on how his past lover struggled, "You can't even cast the spell. You obviously don't want to do it, you still love me. Don't you? "
It takes a very cold and brave man to that, Regulus. I don't think you can.
Regulus froze, James knew what he felt. Anger filled the younger boy's body. But, he was right. He couldn't kill the person he still loved.