chapter 8

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regulus aperated into his dorm, so tired he didnt se his wife in the room.

"Regulus, where were you?!" he lifted his head from the pillows and you could so the guilt in his eyes.

"Im so sorry yn. I-i had to, i had no other choice." he said with tears. He let you down, he hated that he was now one of voldemort's minions.

"Shhh, its okay reg. Im here, and im not going anywhere." you knew how much regulus beat himself up, always thinking he wasnt enough.

As you held him in your arms you saw his suit sleeve ride up his arm, thats when you saw the black ink covering his pale skin.

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"and things just got worse." you said looking at the coffee table, your face relaxed, your eyes dead. Remembering all these memories you locked away took so much out of you.

"We had our moments, but he was always so busy trying to figure out a way to beat the monster, trying to keep up with his studies, being a prefect, football captain. He was always so tired. We would lay at night together, i would sneak into his dorm, and i would run my hands through his curls, holding him close to me. Whispering promises to eachother, promises that would never be fulfilled. Then there was that night, the night i would never see him again."

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