The Archer (Regulus' Version) Part Two
The Archer (Regulus' Version) Part Two
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Song: The Archer by Taylor Swift
Characters: Regulus Black, Sirius Black, Walburga Black, mentions of Narcissa Black and Andromeda Black
Warning: hurting someone you love, implications of child abuse, self hate
Easy they come, easy they go
I jump from the train, I ride off alone
Aged 15
"You aren't to talk to him, Regulus. He is no longer your brother. He's just as bad as those Potters." Walburga warned her son, just as he was boarding the scarlet steam train to leave for the next term at hogwarts.
He had to listen. He didn't want to, but he had to. To protect not only himself but, more importantly, protect him.
"Regulus. I've been so worried, are you okay!? Did they hurt you?" Sirius asks, checking regulus for fresh injuries, the moment he see him on the train. Regulus stands onfront of him for a moment, frozen. He looks better, he still has a bruise around his eye. His arm has a few new scars, thin and neat, like the rest. But their are no longer black bags under his eyes, his hair isn't matted with blood, his eyes aren't red. He looks better. That's enough for Regulus. He's okay. He's going to be okay.
His big brother will be okay without him.
So, without a word, regulus walks right past him and down the train. He walks straight into the furthest Carriage from his brother, scarring a bunch of first years out and curls up on the seat and cries and cries until his eyes are dry.
I never grew up, it's getting so old
Help me hold onto you
Aged 16
Regulus had had a bad day. He was sent a howler for his mother in the Great Hall because his grades had dropped a little, but he was still top of all his classes.
Sirius had tried to talk to him about it. He had to shoot him down. He walked right past him like he was a ghost, again.
He went straight to his dorm, thanking merlin that it was empty. He took his old poetry book out his trunk and took out the picture from inside of it.
It was a picture of him and sirius. Regulus was nine, sirius had just turned eleven the day before, according to the date on the back.
They were stood in the garden. Sirius had his arm around Regulus' shoulder, a wide, happy grin on his face. Regulus was smiling too. He didn't do that often now.
Narcissa took the photo. She saved it for regulus and gave him it not long after sirius left.
Now, he would look at it any time he missed his brother. Anytime he longed to curl up his arms and cry. Whenever he wanted to simply turn back time to when this photos was taken.
It was one of his last really happy memories.
Andromeda was disowned a few weeks later.
I've been the archer
Aged 15
Regulus turned the corner in the dungeons, and right infront of the common room door, leaning against the wall, was sirius.
He stood up the moment he saw Regulus, his eyes full of hope but also hurt.
"Regulus, please. Can we talk?"
Regulus stayed quiet, staring at him with no emotion. He'd lost count of the amount of times Sirius had tried to talk to him since they'd returned to school. He needed to get him to stop, for both of their sakes.
Regulus would do anything to protect his older brother, just like Sirius had for him when they were younger.
"Reg, come on. Please. I'm your brother." He pleaded desperately.
In this moment, regulus said something he would regret until he took his last breath.
"Your not my brother. Not anymore." He walked past, bumping his brothers shoulder roughly as he moved to enter the common room. He opened the door and put one foot in the passage. He turned his head to see Sirius standing frozen, looking at him with tears rolling down his cheeks. But he still had that hope in his eyes.
"Your a Potter now. A filthy. Little. Blood traitor." Regulus spat. And the hope crumpled up and died.
Regulus hated himself. But he loved Sirius. He did what he had to do.
I've been the prey
Who could ever leave me, darling?
But who could stay?
Aged 17
"Your worthless." Walburga slammed the door, leaving regulus curled up on the floor, still shaking.
He lay there the rest of the night, waiting for Sirius to sneak into the room and help him into his bed, give him a drink of water and curl up with him as he sobbed, telling him stories of the things they'd do when they left. Or stories of things his friends had done.
But, deep down, regulus knew he wasn't coming. He hadn't come in years. He'd left.
Sirius was gone and regulus was left alone.
Left alone with his regret and his hurt. Alone with his demons.
He didnt think he could forgive Sirius for getting out, but he never would have forgiven him if he'd stayed.
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James rambling about who he's falling for, and everyone thinks it's Lily until he slips up and says "he" and Regulus, who had been desperately ignoring it looks up at him. Just in time to see James go crimson and run away
"-just so fucking perfect, you know?"
James Potter's voice carried through the stacks of the library as Regulus paused, listening intently from his now-hiding space, staring at the words on his open book but not taking in a single syllable.
"I just...I feel like I'm invisible. Like no matter what I do, I'll never be worthy. Like, why is it the one person I fancy just thinks nothing of me, Moony? Like...just looks right through me?"
Regulus snorted a bit, unable to hear Remus Lupin's much quieter response. Of course Potter was still waxing poetic about Evans. of course he couldn't let her go. Of course.
"I know, but I just- there's nobody more amazing! So...smart, and...and gorgeous!"
More murmuring, then some shuffling as Potter and Lupin sat at a table nearby, now within Regulus's line of sight. He stared more intensely at his book, still listening closely.
"No, I...Moony, it's not just a crush. I can't even describe how I feel. Like, whenever we look at each other...I'm just...I just feel better, you know? Like I'm like light or something. It's so stupid and cheesy, I know, but I just..."
Potter's voice trailed off and Regulus chanced a glance up to see the taller boy also looking at him. Feeling himself go red all over, he quickly looked back at his book, feigning indifference.
But then Potter continued, his voice airy and distracted, as if he was almost drunk.
"Merlin, he's just so beautiful."
And at that, Regulus' couldn't help but glance's eyes snapped back up to meet James's. Because the words seemed to come from James's mouth quite without his permission. And both of them seemed to realize at the same time that James had said 'he.'
And then, before Regulus could react, James turned bright red and stuttered something about Quidditch practice before running off, leaving Regulus to stare incredulously at Remus.
"....Well. He's clearly not talking about Lily," Remus grinned, smirking at Regulus and walking away.
Omg this was such a good idea thank you for letting me write it! Keep sending ideas guys! Love you all!
Not the End
"I'm sorry." James felt his heart drop as Regulus extended his left arm and reached for his cuff. Tears pricked his eyes. He knew what had happened. He knew what was coming.
"Reg...baby..." James said softly. He reached out and placed his hand under regulus' wrist. He slowly removed his right hand and lifted the sleeve himself. There, branded on his lovers pale forearm was the black ink of a skull and snake.
Regulus was still, watching with tears pouring silently down his cheeks as James stared at the mark. He expected an argument. James to look at him like he did Snape or Avery and run away. He expected James to leave him and go to his brother. He should hate him.
Instead, James lowered his lips to the mark and left light kisses right round it. Then he looked up, meeting regulus' eyes and cupped the smaller boys face in his large hand.
"It's not your fault, mi estrella." He said, using his thumb to wipe away the tears. And Regulus fell in love a little more.
That night, James snuck into Regulus' dorm and slept with him in his arms as he cried. He whispered sweet promises into his ear, reassuring him.
"I love you, Jamie." Regulus whispered, for the first time. But, James already knew.
"I love you too, Reggie. Your my everything."
Yk what else never gets old?
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Regulus was walking along the narrow, dirt covered streets, smoke flowing around him. He stared straight ahead, people jumped out of the way to let him past. At the end of the street, it opened out into a large square, the island centre. A kind of market. A few stalls made out of scrap wood and metal sat around in one corner, streets sprouted off and a few people walked around.
Regulus stood in the centre of the concrete, looking around. In the shadows of the back corner, he spotted who he was looking for. He quickly walked over to her. Pandora Lestrange, youngest child and only daughter of the Queen of Hearts.
Pandora was Regulus' closest friend. She was quiet like him and sweet, probably the only half nice person on the island. She was soft spoken and seemed shy but was really the opposite. She also noticed everything.
"Regulus. I guess you've heard." Pandora smiled slightly, not looking away from the group of people she was observing.
"I have. Its ridiculous. Of course, Sirius is happy. Can't wait to make a princess fall in love with him. And mother. Oh, you won't believe her plan." He rolled his eyes. It was insanity.
"Oh no, I believe it. Bellatrix told me." Bellatrix was married to Pandora's oldest brother, Rodolphus, and also happened to be Regulus' insane cousin. She once stabbed her sister in the hand to get out of another lecture on how awful snow white was from her mother.
"Have you seen-" Regulus was cut off by a loud bang. He loomed up to see Evan Rosier jump off the roof of a makeshift house and crash through one of the stall roofs. "-Evan."
"Rosier!" The woman who owned the stall reached out to slap him but Evan ducked, jumping out of the way. He began to walk away when he noticed Regulus and Pandora. His face broke into a grin as he began to walk towards them.
"Pandora! Regulus! Just who I was looking for!" He shouted across the square, stealing a half rotten apple as he passed the stall.
He leaned against the wall between the two, lowering his voice. "Have you heard?"
"Yep." Regulus replied quickly.
"And the plan?-"
"That too." Pandora nodded.
"Well-" Evan clapped both his friends on the shoulder, "-We're going to the mainland!"
If i wrote this, would you read it??
Once upon a time, a long time ago, well, about twenty years ago, Euphemia married her beast onfront of 6000 of their closest friends. Instead of a honeymoon, as a wedding present to their people, the couple united all of the kingdoms and got themselves elected as the King and Queen of The Kingdoms of Godrics Hollow.
They rounded up all the villians and sidekicks, basically all the most interesting people, and threw them onto a small island called Azkaban with a magic barrier to keep them there.
This, is my home. No magic. No WiFi. No. Way. Out.
Well, that's what I thought.
Prince James Potter, future King of the Kingdoms of Godrics Hollow, has a plan. A plan he's really passionate about. To bring the villian kids over to Godrics Hallow to attend Hogwarts and have a chance at being normal teenagers.
He picks four kids to bring over. Pandora Lestrange, youngest child of the Queen of Hearts. Evan Rosier, son of Gaston. And the two sons of Maleficent, Sirius Black and his younger brother, Regulus.
Regulus also has a plan. To destroy Godrics Hollow and bring the villians back to power. Nothing can stop him.
Except maybe the Prince
Happy mothers day to the best three mothers in the world, Euphemia Potter, Minnie Mcgonagall and Sarah Nelson
(Also can't forget James, second mother of the maruaders)
Timeless (Taylors Version) (From the Vault) is about James and Regulus but it's also about Nick and Charlie and Percy and Annabeth but also Darcy and Tara.
It's also about Evelyn and Celia and Alex and Henry. It's about Wolfstar and Pip and Ravi
But it's not about Drarry or Mateo and Rufus. It's not about Ash and Poppy or Daisy and Billy. Because they are "maybe in another life" romances.
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