𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣|| 𝙏𝙤𝙢 𝙈 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚

Cinquante

Noelle cried for days on end. Wishing she could've stopped Regulus. It was her final months of Beauxbatons and for Regulus, Hogwarts. She was graduating without him. This made a void in her heart, her heart was numbed by the constant pain.

She wanted revenge. She craved it.

She wanted to finish Regulus' work. To avenge him. But of course not alone, with Kreacher. First to destroy it.

They set off to a place nobody goes, Kreacher also bore some magical powers so each of them tried and tried every destruction spell they could think of.

But all it did was hiss and go back to its original state, no scratch ever was on it. This was powerful, way powerful than just magic.

"It's filled with dark magic, Kreacher. We can't do it." She said picking it up from the ground

"Only the Chosen one can open it, they say. They must've thought Regulus was the chosen one up until now. He was a smart boy." Kreacher fiddled with his honey hands

"So you're telling me all this time there was a chosen one? So Regulus died for nothing?!" Noelle got angry

"Miss Moncoufere, Kreacher didn't mean it like that. It seems to Kreacher that Master Black has helped the Chosen One a lot, by retrieving this." He layed his beady eyes on the locket.

"Let's try again tomorrow, it's getting late." Noelle replied

She apparated back to her and her fathers place in France.

They tried to break that locket for months but nothing, they weren't in luck her and Kreacher. Until one day when Noelle knocked for Kreacher, the Black family was out for a deatheater meeting. So they had the house to themselves.

She saw everything was displaced everywhere, it looked like a bomb had gone off inside there, cutlery out everywhere and everything was nowhere near its usual place.

"Kreacher..what happened?" She looked around gasping

"Kreacher suspects someone broke into this house, Kreacher thinks the deatheaters are trying to catch the culprit. Kreacher didn't know what happened, but Kreacher knows and saw who he was." He looked around

"Where's the locket? We hid it in a floorboard in Regulus' room." Noelle said distressed as she ran up the stairs trying to not step on any of the valuable things and stormed into Regulus's room named R.A.B.

She got in her knees and searched for a floorboard with a certain creek noise to it. She opened it and stared wide eyed, it was gone.

"The locket! It's gone! It's gone Kreacher! They stole it! Oh no. What are we going to do, Regulus died for that!" She looked around the room

"Who did you see Kreacher? Who turned this place upside down!" She stared at Kreacher who was generating an answer

"Kreacher, at early hours, saw a rather bald podgy man, he usually roams Diagon alley sometimes, flaunting his latest things, his name, Mundungus Fletcher." Kreacher informs her

"Seriously? Mundungus Fletcher? We have to find him. Now." She stared at Kreacher

So they both took their way to Diagon Alley, and so, in the midst of all the people they caught him.

"Mundungus Fletcher. You know what you've stolen, hand it over now" Noelle pinned him to a wall in a dark alleyway, where all you could see what their silhouettes

"I don't know what you mean!' I ain't taken nothing!" He tried to scramble away

"You stole a locket from the Black house in Grimmauld Place! Where is it, hand it over now! Regulus died for it." She forcefully told him

"I promise you girl, yes i did take that locket. But someone's took it! I don't have it no more." He says

The look on Noelle's face died. It was lost.

"Who took it from you?" She interrogated

"I don't know her name. She looks like a toad. But I've never seen her before." He shrugs

"Do you know what you've done!" She shoves him once more

"You're scum, and you're always be dead in my eyes Mundungus Fletcher" she looks the man up and down, and leaves, Kreacher following closely behind, who sneers at the thief.

A street or two they walked until Noelle completely broke down.

"I've lost" that's all she said

"You haven't, child. They're always be another person for you."

"Regulus was the person, Kreacher. He was the only person who saw me as me. The only person who understood. I'm dead, I'm alive. I'm dead in a body with a heart still pumping. My life was gone the minute his life ended! I cannot be parted with him forever or I feel myself go insane! I'm deprived of his existence I can't take it no longer! I love him, Kreacher. I only love him." Tears ran and danced the way down her cold face. Kreacher looked at her with sadness.

"I cannot bear no love from another. Torture will never come close to the pain I feel now. The pain until I die. I want to die, Kreacher. I want to be with Regulus."  She looked at Kreacher deep in the eyes

"Kreacher thinks it won't be a good idea. Kreacher wants you to be happy" he came forward

"I'm not happy, I fear I never will be. All the stars can bet upon it that I will forever be in sorrow. If I am not with him, I feel myself to be with him. This ache in my heart won't stop aching!" She cried

They went home. Her father held her as she cried, Kreacher went back to serve the Black family, they acted as if nothing had happened.

Avella of course, went to France and their apartment, she knocked on the door as Victor opened the door. He dropped a tiny china cup as it smashed on the floor, he glazed her face.

"Avella?" He gasped

"So you're Victor?" She bluntly replied

"My dear! After all these years. I never thought I'd see you face again." He replied in relief

"I thought I could never find you!" He hugged her tightly

"Is Noelle here?" She asked

He guided her to her room, where she lay, asleep, fresh tears down her face.

"She's heartbroken. That Regulus boy meant a great deal to her." Avella fiddled with her hands

"Are you still with Riddle?" Victor turned to her

She looked into his eyes. And looked at her daughter

"I wish I could say I was. Voldemort, is his new identity. I can't be here for long. Voldemort mustn't know I ever stepped in here." She whispered to him

"You've left me for years now, Vella! You can't leave me again. All these years I've spent loving you. You go back to Tom Riddle. I know you might now love me as much as him, but when will you ever give us a chance? A happy life is all you wanted, you can have it, with me!" He took her hands

"Voldemort will kill you. And our precious Elle. I'm part of them. I have to fight in this war! He doesn't know Regulus has died. But if he knows, he'll feel threatened and kill me! I'm the only person who knows his secret! Keep Elle safe." She kisses his cheek and apparated

A few months passed. And no hood of ever finding that locket. It was nearly 1980. Apparently Lily and James were expecting, she was invited to their wedding, but didn't attend. Pandora and Xenophilius Lovegood had gotten engaged to be married.

It felt as if everyone was moving on, accept Noelle. If was like only her and Kreacher was still hanging onto Regulus. His remains were never found. Sirius, never forgave his brother for his actions. But here and there did mourn part of Regulus. The soft side.

It was as if everyone forgot he existed. It seemed everyone got their happy ending. But for Noelle, there never was.

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