If The World Was Ending, I'd Pick You ...

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
M/M
G
If The World Was Ending, I'd Pick You ...
Summary
“You’re weak, Black, just as weak as your brother always was.”Voldemort returns his face to Regulus’s neck, inhaling deeply for a long moment. Then, without warning, he bites down, drawing pinpricks of blood. Regulus whimpers in pain, tears filling his eyes as a silent scream bubbles in his throat.When he pulls backwards, he looks towards Walburga again. “Bring him back in four months. He is not ready for my mark, but I have laid claim. If anyone is to touch this boy before he accepts my mark, than they shall die by my hands, is that clear?”Walburga nods quickly. “Of course, my Lord.”He sees water, reaching, Kreacher croaking out a warning. Regulus buries his hand in and brings it to his mouth, gulping it back greedily. Just when he’s finished, feeling it settle in his stomach, a hand snaps out, chattering filling his ears. He chokes, fingers like claws dragging down his throat. A tight sensation, strangling him.He can’t breathe, he can’t breathe, he can’t breathe.He’s going to die—The fall of Regulus Black happens, set in stone. But like the sand in a time turner, it slips beneath Death's and Destiny's fingers and he's alive once more. Regulus Black has been reborn.

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