Sirius Black was in his house when pop came from the kitchen, only house elves that are Blacks or some friends can apparate in his apartment. So, he traveled into the kitchen with his wand at the ready. There was a house elf that was looking worried, “Kreacher what are you doing here?” Sirius asked in a sour voice pointing a wand Kreacher. “Master Black, Regulus is in a deep desire to see you.” The house elf said looking scared, Sirius looked into his eyes and saw worry, which means Regulus is in some kind of torment. Sirius grabs the first aid kit that is in the cupboard by the fridge, then goes with Kreacher to the spot.
It was in a forest of some sort, it had long trees and there was a pond and by that pond, there was a cold body laying against a tree, he looked so dead that if you didn’t see his eyes closing and opening you would think he was. Sirius ran by him and laid the man's head against his lap. The man spoke in a light voice that was very there, “Sirius, I'm sorry.” Sirius couldn't believe he said sorry when it wasn't even his fault. “Regulus it wasn't your fault.”
“No Sirius, before I was born you were loved, and you had a family.” Sirius laughed, “No Reggie they were going to do it at some point. Besides, it was mostly because I'm a Gryffindor, so I don't know what you're talking about.”
Sirius grabbed out the kit, “What that?” Regulus asked. “It is a first aid kit that has the stuff to help you heal.” He grabbed a potion, “This is a healing potion it will help you heal, open up.” Regulus opened his mouth slightly. “I can tell you were poisoned of some sort; I have something that can help at my place.” He said while giving Regulus the potion. Regulus was slowly closing his eyes. “We are going to move.” However, he sees a scar that can make it very dangerous to apparated. “Do you see the full moon? It's beautiful isn't it.” He said pointing to the full moon that is showing behind the trees. Sirius grabs out a needle and thread and starts stitching a scar. And Regulus was just looking at the moon and didn't even notice a needle in his skin. “Ready to go Reggie?” he nodded. Sirius got up and helped Regulus up and apparated.
They appeared in an apartment with a living room with a TV, a black couch, a coffee table, and a few decorations. He placed Regulus on the couch and put a pillow behind his head.
Sirius starts to pace and drag his hand through his hair. “Sirius, what's wrong?”
“Nothing, just Kreacher isn't very good at keeping secrets.”
Sirius takes a deep breath, sits down, and runs his fingers through his hair. “Sirius, what are you not telling me?” Sirius knew he couldn't lie to his brother anymore. “Walburga and Orion are on their way.”
“How?”
“Kreacher can't lie to his masters, and they know where you are because of that and when they hear I'm with you they won't be happy because I'm off the family tree and that makes it worse, the sense I'm a blood traitor and that will put influence on you.” “No, but you saved me. I could have died.”
“No Regulus, anyone could have saved you and now I'm going to see the people I hate the most.” He takes a breath “I'm sorry Reggie I didn't mean to put my anger on you.” After fixing most of the scars and Regulus explaining that he was killing a Horcrux that was protected by these creatures, there is a pop and all Sirius says is, “We are in the living room.” Two people walk in, one with a long black dress and her hair up in a bun. And the man has long hair put up inside a ponytail and is wearing black dress robes.
“We got it from here Sirius.” Said Walburga.
“And what, bring him to the hospital and have them find out he carries the dark mark? I think not.” Sirius said, standing up and crossing his arms.
“Why do you care you're the one who ran away leaving him.”
“Because I may have run away, but I thought I can still look out for him from school however he didn't talk to me or look at me so I decided to get on with my life, but when Kreacher came here saying I was needed by Reggie.” he puts the Reggie way out there. “I saw the fear in Kreacher's eyes, so I went and saved his life.” He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a fire whisky and walked back into the living room and sat on the couch and grabbed the package that was delivered right before he left and saw it was from James and it was a birthday present. He opened it and found a little notebook with the Gryffindor crest on it. He opened the letter to see that it was from the rest of the Marauders.
Dear Sirius “Padfoot” Black, I know that you said you didn't want anything, however, we found this notebook. And got not one or two but four of them and we are going to call them the marauder notebooks. Prongs transfigured them to connect. That means when you write it it will appear in ours and when we write it will appear in yours.
LOVE the marauder's MOONY, WORMTAIL, and PRONGS
PS it n0t a birthday present when it's for all of us.
“Thanks James this is what I need today.” he tells himself. “What's that?” Regulus asked, pointing to the notebook. “Well, my friends got it for me as a birthday present. It's a notebook that When I write in it my friends will get it in their notebook.” ‘Hey, is Moony back yet?’ he wrote in his notebook. ‘No, and I thought he was going to stay at your house since it's the closest to his.’ James responded to him. ‘Oh okay, thanks for telling me.’ there was a knock at the door, and he rolled his eyes. He tells Remus that he can just walk in, but he never does. He walks to the door and opens it to find a man that looks worn out. “Mooney, tell Mooney, tell me again why I couldn't go with you.”
“Do you remember what happened last time?” Remus answers as they start walking into the living room. “Yes, but when did that stop me before? We've been doing this in the past fifth year. And now I can't.” Sirius takes a deep breath. “We can finish talking when you awake and maybe you will be in your rightful mind, you should get some sleep.” Remus walks away. “Who’s that?” Regulus asked. “Remus lupin you know the furry friend of mine.” he said with a smirk, “So you're still friends with him,” said Walburga. “Yes, I'm still friends with Remus, James, and Peter.”
“I thought maybe when we get you off the tree you will change for the good.”
“Ohh I changed alright, I got parents that love and care about me and don't care who I am.” Sirius said proudly of who he was. He takes a deep breath, “Reggie, are you feeling better.” he flicks his wand, and tea appears. “Yeah much.” He pours regulus tea. “Drink this, it's a healing tea.” Lily Potter made you know the one that doesn't have wizard BLOOD. Sirius is trying his hardest to stay calm to the ones who made him but didn't raise him. The phone rings,
“Hello, this is Sirius.”
“Hey honey this is your mum.”
“Mum, how's France.”
“Amazing, we are coming home in 4 days.”
“That means you will be here for Christmas, Harrys going to love this.”
“Well how ‘bout Christmas at the manor.”
“That will be amazing, I think James would like to get away from the cat unless Lily brings the cat.”
“Oh honey, your father wants to talk to you.”
“Son, what have you been up to?”
“Nothing, you know, babysitting.”
“How're the marauders?”
“Good, Mooney is asleep, Prongs sent me a gift without it being a gift and Wormtail being the chill guy he is.”
“Happy birthday son.”
“Thanks dad.”
“I love you son.”
“I love you too.”
He put the phone back. And now smiling, being loved helps his life with mental and real scars, not to menschen having to go to muggle therapy. “So Siri what have you been doing?.”
“Not much besides work and babysitting.”
“Where do you work?” asked Orion.
Why does he want to know, ‘be nice Sirius.’ He tells himself ‘you need to show that you are not them.’ “I'm an Auror.”
“What rank?”
“Let's just say if an attack happens, I'm one of the first to know.” but what he wanted to say is ‘my real father is head Auror, and he trained me not to mention I'm part of The Order.’
“So what's new with you guys?”
“You know, healthy and pure.”
Sirius rolls his eyes, “You know I always hated those words.”
“Not true as a kid you thought everything of them.”
“Oh right, right before you made my life mest up.”
“Regulus we should get going.”
“Sirius please tell me what you mean.”
Sirius takes a deep breath, “I was in muggle therapy from 15 to 19. You know my mind isn't the same, since the crucial curses and blood quills.”
“You know all purebloods do it.”
“Wrong only purebloods like you, do it.”
“If the Potters love you, why don't you carry their name?”
“Because I needed your permission.”
“See you have a name that is are’s.”
“So, I don't care, my friends love me the way I am.”
“Come on Regulus.” She said, “No mum, I'm staying with Sirius for a long time.”
The End?