Any way the wind blows (and the mourners of his death)

Standing in the bathroom looking down at the long black locks that was lying in the sink, Regulus felt kinda giddy, he ran his finger through his now short hair.

How soft and elegant it was. He didn’t look too feminine or overly masculine, he looked perfect. How the elegant curls laid around his face, if Pandora was here now, she would probably have giggled and dramatically swooned, saying something about how potter should have seen him now.

He chuckled to himself, he was truly happy, or as happy as you can be in this house. He scrunch his nose at the last thought, he wanted to leave so badly. But he knew he never could. From what he heard, the potter family had taken custody over his brother now.

They were probably shocked that his parents would just give him up just like that, but he was not. Because they had him, they had Regulus Black, a cheap replacement. But that was all he ever had been though, even as a “girl”. He would only ever be the number two and the replacement no one really wanted.

But they let Sirius go, because they knew they had him. Sirius hated him too, but he would always and forever be glad that Sirius got out, because he is probably the only one of those two that had a real chance of life anyway.

He gently tightened the green tie around his neck, before looking in the mirror. He looked so different yet so familiar. It was a good feeling, wearing the boys uniform. He felt so much more confident and more like himself. He took a deep breath, before turning into his cold self, with a serious face. He walked downstairs to face his mother. His father was never there, didn’t want much to do with how his mother raised him and Sirius, because that wasn’t something the fathers were responsible for. Not in the black family.

He walked in to the kitchen, and was met by an empty room. At the table, a letter and a white porcelain cup was standing in the empty room. He picked up the letter from the table, it was from his mother. Going about how he was not to speak to Sirius and that she expected a lot from him this year.

The cup was empty, he didn’t really know to feel relieved that his mother wasn’t here or disappointed.
He knew he was early, he really was. But that didn’t stop him from coming to the train station early. Watching as the people walked passed him, normal muggels unaware of the magical existence and the brutal war coming up.

Sometimes he wish he was one of them too, an innocent being unaware of the suffering. Maybe he would have been born in a loving and warm family. Maybe he would have a home and not just a house. But who knows really.
A loud sequel could be heard from a distance, and he could see a figure with blond almost white hair running against him, Pandora.

A warm simile spread, and she jumped into his arms. “It looks so good” “Reggie, it really does” She giggle and he let out a warm chuckle and Pandoras enthusiasm about his hair. “Is the one and only Regulus Black actually laughing” Pandora exclaimed like she had never heard him laugh before, which only made him laugh even more. “Thank you” was all he said. “I really like it too” He said warmly. It wasn’t common for people to see him like this, but around his friends it was an exception.

They knew it, they knew the right ways to make him laugh and what exactly to say to comfort him. He really did appreciate his friends, not that he would ever say that too them, that would be too soft. “Potter should have seen you now” Pandora went on with. “If he isn’t already crushing on you, he definitely will now” she went on with. Wiggling her brows at him. He laughed even harder, he just knew she would say something like that.

They sat down at the bench again and the team of the conversation went over to Evans, the girl of Pandoras dream. The amazing and badass Evans. She could talk about her forever. Suddenly Barty and Evan came to his view, and Pandora started waiving them over. The last to show up was Dorcas, she was running for her life. Like she was overly late, even if the train hadn’t showed up yet. She stopped in front of the four, breathing hard. Her cheeks was painted light pink. “Whoa, what got you running so fast” Barty exclaimed “Did something happened with McKinnon or something”

Barty laugh at his own joke and Dorcas cheeks flushed even more pink. And she looked away “shut up” she said angrily. “Nothing happened” “And we should probably get ready to go to platform 9 3/4 anyway” she said bitterly against him, telling them that she did not want to talk about what happened. “ And your hair really suits you” A short but good enough comment from the proud Slytherin girl.

When they were all settled down at the train, Barty smiled mischievously before pulling up a vinyl record player placing it gently at the table (tbh idk if it a table there, but it is now)

And the song Bohemian rhapsody started playing. It was from a band called Queen, Sirius loved them, and he secretly did too.
Suddenly Barty started to sing.

“Mamaaa” He sang in a sour tone. “Come on guys, it will be fun”

“Just killed a man” He continued

“Put a gun against his head” Evan join inn. Barty smiled fondly at him. A fuck Even the Simp Rosier. Regulus thought, what a traitor. You know as well as I do to not join Barty’s stupid ideas. He thought, almost saying it out loud.

“Pulled my trigger” “now he’s dead” Dorcas suddenly sang. And he glared soured at her, which only resorted to her singing louder.

“Mamaaa” Barty sang again “Life had just begunnn” They all song loudly.

“But now I’ve gone and thrown it alll awayyy” Pandora sang beautifully, he scoffed feeling even more betrayed. He really need to get better friends.

“Mamma” All four of them sang

“oooooohh” And he gave in singing it with them, Barty grinned whole heartedly, and Evan was still staring at him with lovestuck eyes. To oblivious fuckers that should already have date by now.

“Didn’t mean to make you cry” They all sang dramatically, Barty was now standing holding a hand to his chest as he sang.

“If I’m back again this time tomorrow” Barty sunk to his knees

“Carry on” They sang while giggling to Barty’s dramatic gestures

“Carry on”

“As if nothing really matters”

They are bursting out laughing at that point, rolling on the floor while trying to catch their breaths.
Things called down after that, and they kept to laughing and chatting.
(This scene was actually not original part of this chapter, but suddenly it started playing, bc I write while listening to music. And I just thought why tf not)

The train was slowing down before it finally stopped. And a heavy lump was settling in between his chest, and it was harder to breathe. Regulus squids his eyes closed, balling his finger into a fist and squeezing so hard that his knuckles turned white. They were now officially at Hogwards. "Breathe" Pandora wishers into his ear, taking his hand and combining it with her own, so they were holding hands. The other were too busy fighting over something to notice how nervous he was.

The hall was pretty crowded as always, people were settling down at their tables and he was trying to dodge his brother's vision, he didn't need him to judge him. Probably the only person he really cared about opinions. Sirius was his brother but he would never be his, something he had realized under the cruel summer break. He was truly alone, rang it in his head until Pandora dragged him to their usual spots, the warm thutch was enough to remind him that, he could make his own family. Do what Sirius did, find his own people. Something he already had done.

"Who u staring at" Said Barty with his mouth full of food. Looking straight at Dorcas, waiting not so patiently for an answer.

"Huh" She snapped out of her trans "What did u say?" Making Barty grin even more.

"Nothing" Making it loong and teasing. Regulus knew they all had pride, they all appreciate it. Well Pandora was probably the only one who weren't obsessed with the importance of pride. Teasing them all for it, calling it typical Slytherin behaviour. The teachers had stopped trying to make Pandora sit with her own house, the other Slytherin's didn't mind. Expect probably the first years.

He locks eyes with a gaping James mf Potter, oh heaven he's doomed.