Chapter 1
He was trapped, He couldnât breathe, he needed air, he needed help, a way out of an early death fate had given him, although this was a metaphorical sort of feeling it was all the same. Regulus Black had dug himself a giant hole built for a coffin while his family piled dirt on top. Six feet deep in the ground alone he layed waiting for hope to rescue him. Regulus Black for 5 years has stood in that same hole letting himself get buried alive. For hope to get himself out of that deadly hole heâll have to reach for something that seems unattainable, James Potter.
He needs space, he needs someone who he can be completely and totally himself with, the good and the bad. He thought of himself with this dreadful feeling for the rest of his life. James Potter the âGolden Gryffindorâ needed an escape. He worried and worried about everyone else other than himself. Of course he was happy doing it -happy making other people happy that is- as any good friend would, but he felt as if it wasnât enough, the pranks werenât enough, the jokes werenât enough, the dates, the flirting- it needed to be different. For the change he so desperately seeks he needs to reach for something that seems unattainable, Regulus Black.