Chapter 4

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"I... have something to tell you," Reg said to me as we sat alone in his bedroom. The tone of his voice immediately put me on edge as I turned to him.

"What's wrong, Reg?"

"I'm... I did something bad..."

"What's wrong, Reg, we can fix it," I told him as tears formed in his eyes.

"We can't fix this, butterfly... I'm... I'm one of the bad ones," he cried.

"No, baby, no you're not. What's going on?"

"I... I joined them. They made me," he cried.

"Joined who, love?"

"... The death eaters." Silence followed for a few long moments. My boyfriend, the sweetest person on the planet, joined the death eaters.

"You're not bad, my love," I said gently as I wiped away his tears. "You're not bad."

"They- they forced me," he sobbed as his head collapsed into my hands.

"Shh, baby, shh. I'm here, I'm here," I whispered as I held him. "We'll figure this out, baby. We'll figure it out," I murmured.

"I don't know what to do," he continued. He cried for hours and I simply just held him, whispering promises of figuring it all out somehow.

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