The War Of Love ~ Regulus Black

Prologue

Today was one of my most dreaded days out of all in the whole week.

Could you guess why? Well in case you were enough of a nincompoop to not know, I am going to a death eater meeting.

Tight hair, itchy clothes, and grumpy relatives, how could it get any worse? No 13-year-old should have to go through this. I'm sure Lilly Evans doesn't have to do this on her Saturday. I believe she does some muggle activity called TV. I wonder what that is.

The driver steps out to open my door. I step out of a sleek black car.

As I step out the car door my father harshly pokes his cane into my back " Stand straight" He says. "Yes, Father," I say straightening my back.

As we walk into the cold manor. I tug at my short black dress to give me some warmth. My mother grabs my arm. "One more move from you and you will be sleeping with the house elves, one mishape it will not be good for you. I will put you through so much pain you will be sorry" She whispers into my ear.

My family gets ready to present themselves as the doors to the death eater meeting opens. "Presenting the Lawrence family" The house Elve called out.

The meeting was boring, and of course of usual bone-chillingly scaring. Lord Voldemort looks more and more inhumane by the day. After the death eater meeting there is always a feast. I am madly hungry and would kill for a bite of food.

I sneak to a table full of food. I reach my hand forward at a bowl of chocolate frogs, but it slips from my hand and leave a smudge on my dress. My arm is snatched back causing me to turn rapidly. "No no no no," I think to myself. "You dare disobey me, girl. What had I told you" My mother says digging her nails into my wrist. She drags into the dark corridors of the manor. I see my father following shortly after.

My mother finds a storage room large enough to fit all three of us. She shoves me at the wall. " What did the little shit do now," My father asks. " You think you can disobey your mother and get away with it?" She says as she pulls out her wand.

"No no no, please. I won't mess up-!" I ask frantically. "Too late, you should have thought of this before you disobeyed your mother." My father says calmly.

She pulls out her wand and yells "Crucio" and all at that moment it felt as though someone had taken thousands of hot knives and bored them right into my skin.

I screamed and yelled for mercy. some time after they left me in the storage closet.

I curled myself up into a ball of hot sweat and tears. I hear soft steps but I don't lift my head.

"Merlin! They do this to you too, gosh! There I thought I was only me!" I lift my head when I hear the squeaky voice of a boy. He comes and sits next to me. His hair was dirty blonde, he had a pair of icy blue eyes and a sweet smile. "I don't require your company," I say coldly. "Don't be silly, everyone enjoys my company".

My stomach growls loudly, my cheeks go bright pink. "Are you hungry?" I don't answer, "Want some chocolate frogs?" I don't respond.

"How long?" He sighs. I look up. His big smile has turned numb "Long enough" I mumble.

He reaches out of his pocket, pulls out a blue potion, and hands it to me. "It will help with the after pain" I don't hesitate to take it immediately.

As soon as the disgusting liquid goes down my throat. I feel a calming sensation in my muscles.

"Thank you," I say. "No problem, now how about thoughts chocolate frogs," he says bringing his bright smile back and reaching into his jackets pocket

We both sat together, he leans on my shoulder and I freeze up. I never had physical touch. Unless it was painful. But this gave a nice fuzzy blanket around my heart. This is disgusting. But I don't have the heart to shrug him off.

"What's your name?" I ask realizing I should have asked a long time ago. "Evan Rosier, you?"

He asks. "Mel-Rose Lawrence," I state.

"That's too long, I'm going to call you... Rosie! What will you call me? " He says proudly. "Maybe I'm just going to stick with Evan, or maybe I'll call you Rosier. We could be matching." I suggest. "Whatever you like princess." He says.

We stay in a comfortable silence " We should stick together. I don't find that we will do any good on our own." Evan states. " Yes, I believe we should..." I say.

Evan and I had been meeting up at death eater meetings for quite a while now. We were both hiding in a small room away from the death eaters who were caught up in a fancy ball.

Evan and I were in a conversation, until I had an idea. "We should make a pact" I say. He nods in agreement. I grab a small pocket knife from the inside of my dress.

I place the knife to the palm of my hand, slowly slicing the surface of the skin, my face grimacing at the pain. " I Mel-Rose Lawrence, promise to be Evan Rosiers best friend, and protect him at all costs.

"Your turn," I say handing him the knife. " I Evan Rosier, promise to be Mel-Rose Lawrence's best friend, and protect her at all costs." As he cuts through the palm of his skin he lets out a yelp, and I laugh in return.

We both shake our bloody palms together, forming a friendship unlike any other.

Authors Note.

Hope this wasn't too terrible 😭Comment or PM any suggestions. Stay safe. Love you all. PEACE OUT.✌😘