Mortal Once More... ☽ Regulus Black ☾

☽ SEVEN ☾

I had avoided Regulus for the rest of the weekend, scared of the outburst that would ensue if I had came face to face with him. Not only had he ruined his relationship with his brother for himself but for me also.

The war between the good and evil had started to take a toll on myself, no matter how badly I had tried to avoid it, I couldn't. It was starting to effect the relationships I had built over the years and I was beginning to face a much bigger question.

Who's side will I take?

As much as I wanted to follow my own views and steer clear from it, I couldn't. I could either take the mark just as most of my friends were beginning to do at the will of their parents, including my own brother. Or I could go against it, loose my family and friends in the process and be left to waste away on my own. Not a penny to my name. Not a single person to run to.

I tried to keep my held held high but I could tell my friends were beginning to notice. Alecto had even tried at one point to convince me to just dive in head first and take the mark. Something I had actually heavily considered doing.

Maybe then Regulus wouldn't be such a fucking prick to me and my life would be a little easier. But we all knew that it wouldn't.

Taking that mark would mean the end of my own life. I would just be another pawn in a much larger game of chess. Spending my days terrorising muggle-borns and dying in battle, being married off to another pure blood and being forced to pump out a long line of heirs. It was everything I was against.

It was times like this I wished I was graduating, becoming an adult and being able to make my own choices. Maybe even open a shop of my own like Madame Laveau and being able to provide for myself. But that was rare, and Laveau was extremely lucky to end up in the position she was in.

But even then, even if I was an adult and able to make my own money and provide for myself. I would still have my family barking orders at me, my brother sending me letters once a week about the Dark Lord wishing for my appearance at their meetings. Bellatrix arguing with him about why he couldn't keep his own sister in line and convince me to join the right side of the war.

Besides, I had more important things to do... like potions class.

I couldn't deny that I was dreading this lesson, I would be paired up with Regulus for the entire two hours of our double lesson. At least I could count on Slughorn to make the lesson a little brighter with his wide smile and funny gestures.

I walked into the classroom where students were already settling down in their seats, I noticed Regulus sat in the same space directly across from Leila and Alecto on our table. He was conversing with them, which wasn't abnormal, he was always nice to them at times. Just not me.

I skulked over to the table, kicking at the chair legs to move away from the boys and took my seat. Dumping my bag onto the floor underneath the table, I leaned my elbows against the withering wood and zoned in on our professor. Attempting to keep Regulus out of sight and out of mind.

"You end up finding your little lover then?" I heard him say under his breath besides me.

I blew out a heavy breath, attempting to ignore him. That's when I felt a zap to my side and sucked in a breath. I side eyed the boy, noticing his wand in his hand that was pointed towards the spot I just felt a little pinch.

I scowled towards him, scooting a little more away in my chair. I flipped my hair over my shoulder and looked across the room in the opposite direction but there it was again. Zap.

"Do you fucking mind" I spat at him just above a whisper.

"I asked you a question, don't be so rude and maybe I wouldn't use my wand" He shot back.