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To prove I'm alive", Regulus replies, wincing slightly at the fact he's voiced it out loud. Sirius still looks lost, so he elaborates, "if I'm bleeding, then I'm not decomposing."

"Reggie, what the fuck?" Sirius replies, aghast. He really doesn't know how else to respond to that. "What the fuck happened to you? Why would you think you're fucking decomposing? You're not a banana peel in a compost bin."

Regulus blinks rapidly at Sirius and then says, "yes, I am aware."

Before Regulus apparates, he grabs a Death Eater to take with him, and when he removes their mask, he is well and truly disappointed. He probably chose the thickest person in the Death Eaters. Hell, he's probably the thickest person the world has ever seen.

"Huh, you look just like Regulus Black."

"Goyle, I am Regulus Black."

"Huh."

He looks softer, younger, and less traumatised when he's asleep

Because he was running from someone who didn't even know he had to chase him in the first place

Because he was running from someone who didn't even know he had to chase him in the first place.

If this isn't a reason to hate living, he doesn't know what is.

Regulus would rather die than say something so Hufflepuff-like out loud, but he loves being in love

There's no trace of James anywhere.

There's not even a note

wholeheartedly fuck Dumbledore.

He hates them.

He wishes he were them.

He hates them.

“Oh shit, so you’re the smart brother”, Mary says, nodding once in approval, and Regulus likes her even more, especially as Sirius splutters indignantly and Regulus smiles sweetly at him, patting his cheek in mock consolation.

“Excuse me?” Sirius says indignantly. “I can’t believe you’d say that; the absolute betrayal I feel –“

“You’ll survive”, Regulus replies blandly