Protector (Part 2) (R. B. M. E.)

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Christmas Break

Regulus and I had been together for a month, Sirius and Regulus restarting their relationship as well. I knew he would be visiting Sirius at the Potter's home today, and my plan was to meet them tonight. Until my father decided to bombard me in the sitting room right before I was supposed to leave. Yelling at me about a class with a grade that slipped slightly. I knew he was trying to find a reason to punish me, like he needed one.

T. W. Parental abuse, use of forbidden curses

Before I knew it I had gotten slapped across the cheek, before the cruciartus curse was thrown at me. A blood curdling scream leaving my throat as I fell to the ground.

Once he let up on that one, I quickly slid myself back into the fireplace.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

Before I could get all the way through my destination, he threw a curse my way. One he had never tried before. Sectum sempra. It hit me right as I finished saying my destination. I was sent through the floo, as I began bleeding out from multiple wounds. Falling out of the fireplace, into the Potter's family room.

"Y/n?!" I heard Sirius yell

"Oh, Salazar. Love?! What do I do?!"

I could see Regulus over me, panic etched in his features as he tried to figure out which wounds to put pressure on.

"Father wasn't happy. I tried to leave." I whispered, trying to breathe through the excruciating pain.

"Dad!!" I heard James yell, before running to grab his father.

"Stay with me, baby. Please"

"Y/n, what spell did he use? Can you remember?" I heard Mr. Potter ask

I began to pass out, but was able to get one word out before blacking out. "Sectum"

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Regulus' POV

The small, whispered word that left my darling's lips, knocked the breath out of my lungs. "Sectum sempra?" I whispered, feeling numb. "Her father used a slow and painful killing curse on her? Why would he do that?" The tears escaping my eyes, as I looked at my beautiful, but bloodied and pale girlfriend.

Mr. Potter's voice fading to the background as my fear of losing someone I love takes over. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder, grounding me, before I looked up seeing Sirius with tears running down his cheeks as well.

After about thirty minutes of constant counter spells, Mr. Potter announced that she should be okay but it may take time for her to wake up.

I picked her up off of the floor and laid her on the couch. Kneeling by her side, I stroked her hair as I witnessed the color come back to her cheeks. A small breath of relief left my lungs, enough to ease some of the tension, but I wouldn't be relaxed until she awoke. Sirius sat beside me as James went to go get Remus and Peter from their homes.

"That was the scariest thing I've ever witnessed" I heard Sirius murmur, "she wouldn't ever tell me much, but I knew they were torturing her. I could tell by the way she sat, or walked. It was like every muscle was sore in her body. I remember that feeling, so I knew there was something happening at home."

"Why didn't you try to get it out of her?" I asked curiously, no accusation in my tone.

"I did try, she would always tell me not to worry about it. Said that she could handle it. James and I tried to get her to come stay with us here, where we knew she would be safe, but she always blew it off with a joke about how difficult I was and James didn't need more on his plate." Sirius chuckled

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