Marauders X Reader Oneshots

47: Regulus Black - Runaways Part One

Warning! This is part one of two!

Note: the only Regulus oneshot that this book features! It's simply because I came up with the idea and absolutely loved it, so I felt as though it deserved a spot in this oneshot book.

House: Ravenclaw

 Growing up, Reg was always interested in Lord Voldemort's ideologies. He and his family believed in pure-blood supremacy, and Reg was desperate to become a Death Eater so as soon as he turned sixteen he was blessed with his mark. He became a servant to the Dark Lord.

During our last year of Hogwarts however, things started to change. Despite being a Death Eater, and showing interest in pure-blood supremacy he fell in love with me, a muggle-born Ravenclaw. I too fell for him, but I knew what he was so I knew it was best to stay away from him. We had managed to be together long enough to know we were in love, but his dream kept us from being together for life. As the months passed I found it harder as I missed him terribly, wanting to be able to hold him and kiss him like we could when we were together. I continued to watch him from afar, and noticed that as soon as September of seventh year he changed massively.

He kept his head down and seemed to always be on his own. Whenever I went into the library to study he had his head in a book, sat among the dark bookshelves of the restricted section. He was there again today and I'd managed to come up with an excuse to need a pass into the restricted section from McGonagall who approved, so I slipped in and approached his table. "What are you reading?" I asked from behind him, him jumping out of his skin and slamming the book shut with a loud bang. A bright blush appeared on his face much to my amusement, him quickly looking back down to his desk. "What's it about?" I asked, gesturing the book.

"It's nothing," he said, shoving it in his bag.

"Oh really? Because it seems as though you've made a lot of notes about it," I said, picking up a piece of parchment that had his scribblings on.

"It's nothing!" He shouted, snatching the parchment from my hand and shoving it in his bag as well. "I- I have to go," he said quickly, turning and running from the restricted section. I watched him go, realising he had left a book behind.

"Magick Moste Evile," I muttered the title to myself, furrowing my eyebrows. I flicked open the book to a page Regulus had marked. The underlined sentence merely said 'Of the Horcrux, wickedest of magical inventions, we shall not speak nor give direction.'

"Hey!" Regulus' voice made me jump and whirl around quickly. He snatched the copy from me quickly and ran away again, out of the library. Since that encounter I wanted to find out what a horcrux was but I had absolutely no luck.

After the Christmas break was when I really began to notice a difference in him. He was almost refusing to even talk to his other friends who were rumoured to be Death Eaters, which made me worry slightly as the last thing I wanted them to do was to turn on him. His behaviour as well as the research in the library was intriguing me so a few weeks later when I found him in the restricted section I decided to confront him.

"Why have you been sneaking around so much?" I asked him with a huff, once again surprising him. He immediately tried to cover up all his research, closing all of his books quickly.

"I haven't," he lied and I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes you have," I said firmly. "Why?"

"Why do you care?" He asked bitterly and I felt a slight sting in my heart. "Sorry that was... unnecessary."

"Yes it was," I said simply, folding my arms. "Because the truth is... I do care."

His eyes widened and were glued to me as I sat beside him. He glanced from me to the books he had laid out in front of him and back again. "Meet me near the whomping willow, midnight," he said simply before standing, packing his bag and walking away. I remained seated, unsure on what to think but still decided to follow through with his request.