𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 - regulus black

Epilogue

↠ 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐒𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐧
↠ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐒𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡

Over the next days, Adena stayed in bed, barely moving out of it. One of her hands was clutched to his scarf while the other was clutched to his letter that she had re-read more than a thousand times already. Memories of him would randomly fly through her mind, making her chest ache in pain.

They had been knowing each other for almost ten years already yet had spent so little time by his side. The good thing was that she had accumulated the memories though she would only remember them now. Her first memories of him at Hogwarts were from when they were together in class. That small and quiet boy who always got the congratulations of Slughorn. She would watch him and think, 'He doesn't care, just like me.'

In other days, she would hear about him. Like the time when James Potter got to know about his acceptation in the Slytherin Quidditch team. Adena was there with Candace.

"I heard your brother has made it to the Slytherin team. That won't stop me from kicking their arses you know."

"I know," had laughed Sirius.

One of the first time she had heard them talking about Regulus was in first year.

"I asked him if he wanted to hang out with us, I even told him Candace had a sister in first year too but he still would rather stay in that bloody common room instead of being with 'such type of people' like he said."

"Well, he's a Slytherin now,"  had answered James.

At that time, she didn't care at all. She should have noticed they had so many similarities. He was a lonely boy. She was a lonely girl. They noticed each other but ignored each other. Eventually, after staying some time in Hogwarts, both started staying with their housemates. But the feeling of loneliness would remain. Until they found each other in fifth year. Maybe they were bond to be together and couldn't fight against their fate anymore. They just fell into each other's arms.

'I should have gone to him at that time, we would have had more time together and maybe things would have been different.'

More recent memories would come as well, the most random ones.

'Have you been shaving?' had asked Adena curiously one day, as she was taking a hold of her boyfriend's face to kiss him but had instead got interested in the unfamiliar sensation on his newly shaved skin.

'Yeah. I'm a man now you know,' had he replied.

But that was not true. He was eighteen years old and he was still a boy. He would forever be a boy.

Adena had lost track of time. Days looked all the same for her, as if time had stopped the day Regulus died. And for her, life did stop the day he died. Every day she would receive the visits of her mother and father, but she was barely acknowledging them, choosing to stay in her own world to avoid facing the harsh reality. However, one day, she didn't know how, but she managed to get out a few words as her mother visited her.

"What day is it?" croaked her voice. She hadn't talked in so long, it felt weird using her voice again.

"Third. Of December,"  she answered, looking at the calendar on her wall.

"Already December..." she murmured. The brunette hadn't even realized the days turning colder since cold was a common feeling for her now, as if she wouldn't feel warm again, whether it was outside or inside.