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32 ✧ I'm Sorry, Not Really (+ a surprise)

1978 September __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

'Dear Y/N, 

I hope this letter finds you in good health, I have taken it upon myself to write a letter to you expressing my extreme sympathies for choosing to ignore you and cast you out of my life. I heard you took the dark mark, I know that's not something you would voluntarily do, you're a good person. I know this will be exhibited by how this letter will be burnt after you've read it – and if I'm wrong them I expect death eaters on my door in the hour. 

Anyway, I'm taking a huge leap here, okay? I would like to formally invite you to The Order, now my little Slytherin, you may be wondering: oh my god, what is the order? And that's a valid question for someone of your lack of cognitive abilities . 

The Order is a group in which Dumbledore had crafted a few years back, he began asking students he could trust if they wanted to join, Alice and Frank Longbottom are some of those trustworthy students, along with yours truly, Lily, Sirius, Remus, Peter, and your brother. This high-tech group was made as to fight against Voldemort, Dumbledore was going to ask you himself, but I felt awful about how I treated you and wanted to make amends for my actions. 

We love you, all of us (especially Sirius), I know you've got a boyfriend and all but please don't tell Sirius that, he's sort of got a thing for you. Don't tell him I told you that, I would be dismantled antler by antler. I just realised you don't understand that reference. 

Remus is a werewolf and the group (Pete, Sirius and I) are all animagus so that we can watch over him during his transformation. Shit, don't tell Remus I told you that. This letter has very encrypting information on it, I hadn't anticipated writing all this down. Don't tell anyone you know that, or you'll be dismantled limb from limb, and I from antler by antler (I'm a deer, hence the nickname prongs). 

Before I spill more of our secrets, thank you for joining the order (because you WILL join the order or you'll be branded a traitor, I was also not supposed to tell you that but what the fuck, why not). 

Sincerely, 

J. Pot.

P.S. do not tell me your answer, go to Dumbledore's office instead. Oh, and I'm sorry it took me this long to realise (not really, I needed that time to think). 

But also, please feel inclined to send me a letter whenever you wish.' 

"What the fuck." Y/N muttered before throwing the letter into the fire. "What a fucking idiot, thinking that kind of information would be safe here." Her eyes flickered over to Regulus asleep on the couch, the deep green blanket that covered him reminding her that she's a Slytherin and thus untrustworthy. 

Regulus turned over in his sleep, small snoring fluttering from his body, everything about him was perfect, simply gorgeous, and he was hers, she was his. Yet, how could they truly be together when she was going to be lying to him; there was no way Dumbledore would trust him now. 

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"Y/N, what's wrong." Regulus asked the girl in front of him, a week had gone by and Y/N was nervous about accepting the offer; how was she supposed to just slip past Regulus and innocuously go to Dumbledore's office when he was always with her? He was, realistically, her only friend, and her boyfriend. 

"Nothing." She smiled softly. 

"Y/N, we've ridden the stars together, faced all sorts of shit, I can tell when you're upset." He laughed lightly, he took one of her hands into his own, the other resting upon the book he was reading.