𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
❛Harry, she has the same name as you.❜
Late in the night, at the house of 12 Grimmauld Place, Harry Potter and his two best friends decided to go exploring. They hoped to find anything that could give them clues as to what was happing with the Order, but nothing in the Black household stuck out.
Once the three fifth-years went up a flight of stairs, they found a door with a nameplate on the outside, Regulus Arcturus Black. As the Potter boy opened the door, they were met with a room filled with emerald green. Slytherin banners hung around the walls, with pictures hanging up around the desk. With how clean the room was, it looked like someone still lived there.
"Who's room is this, Harry?" asked Hermione Granger, glancing at the different books on the shelves. "This isn't Sirius' room, is it?"
"It must be Sirius' brother," explained Harry, as he looked around at the green walls, wondering how two brothers could be so different. "He's told me about him before."
Hermione raised a brow, questioning. "What'd he say?"
"Uh, something about him being the perfect child. I mean, I know he was a Slytherin." he tried to remember what his godfather had said. "All I know for sure is, that he died a long time ago."
"Anyone could guess he was a Slytherin," Ron Weasley laughed. "Look at this wallpaper."
The Granger girl picked up a photo album off of the desk, flipping through its pages before she stopped. She stared intently at the picture before showing it to her friend. "Harry, who's this? Do you know her?"
He looked over to the photograph, shrugging his shoulders. "Well, it looks to be Sirius' brother with one of his friends."
"No, you don't understand," Hermione shook her head, flipping the picture around. "Harry, she has the same name as you."
On the back of the picture were the words scribbled 'Regulus Black and Harrie Potter', Ron pointed to her picture quickly. "I think I've seen her before. She was in the photo album Lupin gave us with your parents in them."
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TRAGEDY ─ r. black
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