──── 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐅 | ❝ time, space, reality, it's more than a linear path. . .it's a prison of endless possibilities where a single choice can branch out into infinite realities. . .creating alternate worlds from the ones you know. ❞
IN WHICH REGULU...
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WHAT IF ༉‧˚✧ 𖤐₊˚ CHAPTER ELEVEN — what lies beneath
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REGULUS SAT THERE IN FROZEN, unsure of how to react to this tiny bit of information that might turn into so much more, or whether to share it with Lily. She's pregnant and whatever that information has to deal with it will just make her worry a lot.
Regarding Lily, she remained seated directly in front of the young Black, her expression inquisitive, while Regulus appeared to be so lost in contemplation that he was hard to read.
"Regulus, are you okay?" she inquired, shattering the stillness like glass. The young boy recovered consciousness and gave her a quiet nod, "Yeah.. okay."
Lily didn't seem to believe that, "Y'know you can tell me anything. . .I'm here to help."
With a wince, Regulus said, "It is just... I have lots going on with y'know... everything." With a shrug.
As he sat there still, Lily nodded in understanding. "Well, I must get going, do not want to keep Dumbledore waiting," she remarked, getting to her feet and bidding him farewell.
Muttering "Goodbye," Regulus watched the redhead depart Hog's Head, taking some time to gather the meaning Sybill had shared with him.
As the seven month dies?
What's that supposed to mean? What lies beneath?
Regulus departed Hogs Head. To decompress, he began studying Ravenclaw's Diadem at the library, by himself and in a calm way, which he enjoyed. He did not know how much time had passed until he felt someone was present by him.
He glanced at the figure and grinned subtly as he recognized the frail blonde hair and pearly blue eyes. "Hey," replied Regulus.
Pandora smiled back, "Hey," she greeted pulling a chair next to him. "I see you started without me."
"Took you long."
"Had to talk to Dumbledore to let me in."
His face contorted, Regulus said, "What did you say?" She shrugged, "Just needed some information for Xenophilius."
