𝕋𝕠 ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕋𝕠 ℍ𝕠𝕝𝕕 [ʙᴏᴏᴋ 3]

༄ Regulus༄

Sirius contacted James and Remus through his compact two-way mirror and they are now sitting around the kitchen table. Danica grips Regulus's hand hard and he clenches his jaw.

"So..." he says looking between the three men. "What's going on?"

Sirius shifts in his chair and he looks him in the eye, his hand holding Remus's under the table. Then he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the locket, holding it up. Regulus sees Danica clamp a hand over her mouth out of the corner of his eye and she pushes the chair back away from Sirius.

"Get it out of my house!" Her shrill voice comes from nowhere.

"Danica," Regulus says as calmingly as possible. "It's not gonna hurt us."

Danica waves her hand, batting his words away and she stands up, walking to the other side of the kitchen.

Regulus sighs and looks at Sirius, ignoring Danica for now.

"Sorry," Sirius says. "I probably should've warned you."

"S'okay," Regulus says and leans on the table, wanting more information.

"We have an idea on how to destroy it," Sirius explains. "And Godric it took clever people in the Order... like Mad-Eye Moody," he glances at the locket and lays it on the table. "We need a goblin made sword."

"And how the fuck are we-"

"The sword of Gryffindor," Sirius smiles a little. "Don't tell me where to look."

Regulus sighs and rubs his eyes.

"So now what?" He asks tiredly.

"We find the Horcruxes," James says.

"Plural?" Danica suddenly snaps from the other side of the kitchen.

"There is possibly five and Voldemort's crazy so he'll try and make more," Remus says.

Regulus hears Danica take a breath before she walks out and to the sitting room. He gets up and looks at the three of them. Sirius nods, telling him he can go. Regulus walks through to her.

"You can't do this, Reg," Danica says from where she stands in the middle of the room. "Please."

He bites his cheek and walks toward her.

"Love, I... I don't have a choice..." he says quietly.

She shakes her head.

"Sure you don't," she says, disappointment in her voice. "Sure you don't have a choice between being safe and staying out of it or running head-on into... to- fucking war!" Her voice raises at each word but it is not a shout.

"This is war!" Regulus retorts, just as loud. "And wars shit! And I wanna make the world a safe place for our kids."

Danica wraps her arms around herself as Regulus stands there with his fists at his sides and his jaw clenched.

"Let them do it," Danica says quietly, her bottom lip trembling. "You're supposed to be dead anyway."

Regulus takes a breath and looks at the floor.

"Yeah but-"

"No buts," Danica cuts him off and he looks at her again; she lets a tear slip.

"I have to do this, you know I do."

Danica shakes her head, more tears falling. Regulus scolds himself and walks over to her, enfolding her in his arms. She cries softly into his chest and he feels guilty that he was the cause of this.

"Please stay safe," Danica whispers through tears.

"I will," Regulus says as he rubs her back.

Danica slowly pulls away from him and wipes her eyes.