What You Can't See (Harry Potter Fanfic)

Says Fate

"Sirius says I can't visit him anymore."

"What?" Orion Black looked up from the desk in his study, looking at his youngest. "Why would Sirius say that? He was in a good mood the other day when I said I was allowing the two of you to see each other. And he knows," Orion sighed. "He knows and agrees with some of my reasoning behind allowing it." The man frowned, tapping his fingers, before saying, "Regulus, what did you do?"

Regulus startled. "Maybe I shouldn't have come to papa as Sirius suggested."

He shuffled from one foot to another, unsure what to say to his father. Orion let out a sigh, taking note of the way Regulus shuffled from one foot to another. "Regulus, take a seat so we can talk."

"You did say if I wanted to talk, that you'd be in your study," Regulus said, walking over to the chair in front of his father's desk slowly, his head turning to look at the flames flickering in the fireplace.

"That I did," Orion said. "But something tells me you're not thrilled about talking to me. Or perhaps you don't know where to start?"

Regulus frowned, looking now at the rug. "So, do you remember me babbling about failed spellwork?"

"Yes," Orion said. "I honestly had no clue what you were babbling about, to be honest, but am I going to get an explanation now?"

"I guess," Regulus said, taking a deep breath. "Question?"

Orion let out a sigh. "Ask."

"If one properly casts both Invisibility Spell and Disillusionment Charm, a Muggle shouldn't be able to see someone, right?" Regulus asked, still looking at the floor.

"Nobody should be able to see you," Orion said, sighing. "Which means your spell work wasn't working."

"Except I know it was working." Regulus swallowed, grasping the front of his pants, his fingers turning white.

"You can't know that."

"I know that because Sirius once sat on me, but so did her friend. Because of the spell," Regulus said, looking up at his father. "So why is this girl the exception? Is it because her grandfather's possibly a Squib, so she has some trace of magic in her?"

"Regulus," Orion said, staring. "Why are you asking me this? Actually, what are you talking about? What girl?"

"The one on the bus. I was taking Muggle transportation so maman wouldn't find out," Regulus said. "I did pay. With Muggle, money grandfather gave me, in case...."

"That's not what the money was," Orion closed his eyes. "Never mind. Never, never mind."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean," Regulus looked at the ground.

"What does this have to do with Sirius not wanting you to visit him anymore?"

"Is it true?" Regulus asked. "What Sirius said?"

"Regulus, what did your brother say?"

"That Death Eaters kill Muggles?" Regulus asked. "Meaning they're not creating a world where we no longer have to hide who we are, a world where Muggles and our kind can get along." He glanced at the floor. "Because I mean. I know," and then his eyes closed. "I didn't mean to agree to a date when her friend asked me to take her on a date."

"Regulus, what have you done?" Orion said.

"I don't know," Regulus said, keeping his eyes closed. "I don't know what I was thinking. I don't know what I'm feeling. And she could see me, despite the spellwork. I don't get any of this. Why do I feel like I'm being pulled in so many different directions, between what I want, what the family wants, and—everything." He took a deep breath. "I'm sorry. I'll take any punishment, but please don't involve Olivia."