James Was Wandering The Castle After Curfew. He Was Restless, Couldn't Sleep. He Was Filling His Brain

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I just found an lesbian artist who writes songs about girls but also how shit lesbians are treated by like people and the media?? And her songs are such a vibe and so relatable.

Her names Eva Westphal, my favourite song so far is Beautiful Little Life and Proud of Me

This is something I've been working on for a while. I have plans for the full song, this was just getting too long. This is just the first verse.

The Archer (Regulus' Version)

Part One | Part Two |

Song: The Archer by Taylor Swift

Characters: Regulus Black, Sirius Black, Walburga Black, mentions of Bellatrix Lestrange, Remus Lupin, James Potter and Lily Evans.

Warnings: Mentions of Child Abuse, Arrange marriage, death of a child (their 17), main character dies, the Black brothers

Combat, I'm ready for combat

Aged Eight

"Shh...reg...its okay. Your okay." Sirius cradles his brother in his arms, rocking him back and forth and he sobs into his chest after a particularly bad punishment from their mother. This one sirius couldn't take the blame for.

"Don't worry reg. I'm going to get us out of here. I'll be at hogwarts in two years, you'll be with me in three. We'll spend the year running round the corridors, just us two. Maybe a few new friends too. None that Mother can control us through, though. After that, we can leave together." Sirius plans out, smiling down at his younger brother. Its his dream. Its his dream to take regulus and ran as far away as they can. Somewhere no one in the Black family can reach them.

I say I don't want that, but what if I do?

Aged 14

"I will not have another son of mine associating with blood traitors." Walburga spoke, speaking the last two words like they were poison. "You aren't to speak to him again. You are dismissed."

"Yes, maman. I apologise." Regulus turned and walked out of the room, making sure his mother wasn't watching when he slouched against the wall at the top of the stairs.

"Remember Reg, remember our plans. I haven't forgot, I hope you haven't either." Sirius appeared at his room door, watching Regulus with sympathy.

Regulus can't lie, those words helped. He felt warmth fill his chest, the corners of his lips twitched up.

He imagined, him and sirius, a tiny two bedroom flat in muggle London. He'd work in a bookshop or a small cafe, Sirius in a record shop or maybe even a hair salon. Theyd have a cat. A grumpy one. They would be friends with whoever they wanted and they'd have them over whenever they felt like it.

Then reality hit.

They couldn't both leave. Only one could cause then there would still be an heir. Their family would hunt them both down. Only one would escape. And Regulus would make sure it wasn't him.

"I dont know what your talking about." He said coldly, pushing off the wall and locking himself in his bedroom, forcing himself not to look at his brothers face.

'Cause cruelty wins in the movies

Aged 15

Regulus listened to the screams through the floor. He listened as his brother called out to him for help. Cried in pain. Regulus cried along with him, cause there was nothing he could do.

He heard his mother's yelling. He sobbed at the sound of Bellatrix, who he'd once considered his favourite cousin, laugh at his brothers pain.

Then their was nothing, just silence.

He watched as the minutes ticked by. Waiting. It was late. The house in silence. When he was sure no one was awake, Regulus got up. He snuck across the room and into the hall, avoiding the creaky boards like Sirius had taught him. Slowly, he pushed open his brothers door.

"Siri?" He peered in and saw sirius, barely able to stand by himself, blood coating his usually perfect hair and his pale face. His eyes were blood-shot, his arms bruised and his clothes ripped. Onfront of him was his trunk and he was throwing things in it.

"Reggie." He sighed, looking up at his brother with relief. "I thought they'd hurt you too." He gave a small smile, wincing when he moved his face.

"Your leaving?" Regulus bit the inside of his cheek to stop the tears. He wanted to reach out and take all the pain from his brother, then help him escape. He wanted him to get out, he deserved to get away from this bullshit. But that doesn't mean it didn't hurt.

"We have to, Reg. We can't stay here. Go, get your trunk. Pack what you need. Nothing more."

Regulus shook his head. "Where are you going to go?"

Siruis let out a shaky breath. "I'm going to James'. But I'm coming back for you, Reg. Even if it means I have to drag you out myself." He said, he didn't have the energy or strength to force him right now but he would get him out. Soon.

"I love you, Reggie." Sirius said, stepping into the fireplace and throwing down the floo powder, muttering his destination under his breath so no one heard.

Regulus let out a sob when the flames disappeared before running to his room before his parents found him. That night, he cried himself to sleep with Sirius' pillow in his arms.

I've got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to you

Dear Siri,

I miss you. Its awful here without you. We aren't even allowed to say your name. Your rooms been locked.

Everything is much more bearable when your here. You make everything better.

I love you,

Reggie

Dear Sirius,

Come back, please. I hate it here without you. Please come back to me. Please.

I love you, brother

Reg

Come back for me. I want to leave. I can't do this anymore, Sirius. Please, I need you. I can't take this anymore.

I love you

Regulus

Dear Sirius

I got it. I'm so so sorry sirius. I swear I didn't want to. But they didn't give me a choice. It hurt like hell. I passed out. It hurts even more than the C-Curse. I know you probably hate me now. Don't worry, I hate me too.

I love you, Siri

R.A.B

Dear Sirius,

I seen you the other day. On a mission in diagon Alley. You didn't see me, but I saw you. I wanted to run to you so badly when you almost got hit. I'm happy that Remus saved you. I'm happy for the both of you. Your good for each other.

I love you

R.A.B

Sirius,

I need your help. Mother has found me a wife. I'm getting married in March, 1980. I never imagined have to get married without you at my side. Marrying Amaryllis Yaxley would be much more bearable with you there.

I love you

R.A.B

Sirius,

I saw in the prophet that James and Lily got married. I hope they have a good life together. I saw you in the photos. You look happy. I'm glad your happy. Although, you could do with a hair cut.

R.A.B

I found a way, brother. A way out. A way to end this war. I'm going to get rid of him, Siri. For you.

R.A.B

Aged 17

Regulus wiped a tear from his cheek before he put all the letters back into the old box, all besides one. He climbed off his bed and placed the box under a floor board, were it wouldn't be found for years to come.

He stood up, wiping away another tear. He grabbed his wand, a piece of parchment and a locket that was an exact replica of the locket of slytherin.

Regulus looked down at the note in his hand one more time before sealing it to his owls leg and opened the window. He took one last look around his bedroom. At all the things he'd ever owned, the only place that was ever truly his.

Then he turned around and walked out.

Regulus was already dead by the time sirius got the letter. He looked at the letter once and knew. He knew his worse fear had come true and sunk to his knees, sobs ripping through him.

When Remus came home to find his boyfriend on the floor in tears, he only had to look at the parchment on the counter once to know what had happened.

I'm sorry. I remember, I never forgot. You were always my brother.

I love you

Goodbye, Siri.

R.A.B

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Incantation

The black velvet box sat on the table. In the scheme of things, it was innocuous, Sirius thought, given the curses and jinxes on other Black family heirlooms. 

Sirius clearly remembered the day his father presented him with the box and told him that all the sons of the House of Black received such a box, containing the engagement ring for their future wife. With a simple incantation, the plain band inside would become the ring of their fiance’s dreams. Even then, Sirius questioned whether he’d ever use it.

When Sirius finally regained access to his Gringott’s vault, he found it. He read the accompanying paperwork over and over. There was no stipulation in the spell that said it actually had to be given to a woman.Perhaps the Blacks never considered any alternative.

So he looked at it now, with Remus safely out of the house. He tapped it with his wand, saying the incantation clearly. The band was still for a moment before it began to grow small diamonds, and etched runes appeared along the sides, a moon and a paw print in the middle.

Sirius grinned, relieved. It was the perfect ring for Remus.

Word Count: 197

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