O Beija-Flor - Regulus Black (Complete)

LXXXI -

THE SURPRISE THAT I MENTIONED LAST CHAPTER WAS THAT I HAVE MORE THAN ONE FIC COMING:

I HAVE A REGULUS FIC (character very different from the Regulus that I already did, which I'm excited to do) WITH A VERY COMPLEX ROMANTIC PARTNER THAT FOLLOWS THE FAKE-RELATIONSHIP TROUPE, WHICH IS VERY NEW TO ME.

I HAVE A SEVERUS SNAPE FIC (surprising because I do not like him very much, but he's such a complex character that I wanted to explore more and I ended up creating a story that I was not expecting) WITH A ROMANTIC PARTNER THAT IS BASED OFF SOMEONE IN MY REAL LIFE THAT GAVE ME PERMISSION TO USE PART OF HER REAL LIFE STORY. VERY, VERY DARK THEMES (darker than usual for me, which is a lot). I MADE SEVERUS BASED OFF ON TAMINO, IF ANYONE'S INTERESTED.

I HAVE A REMUS FIC COMING AS WELL WITH AN AGE-GAP ROMANCE, BUT LEGAL, AND HAVING TO SPECIFY IT MAKES YOU AWARE OF WHAT I FOUND OF FICS OF HIM WITH UNDERAGE PEOPLE, IT'S DISGUSTING. WITH A LOT OF DRAMA SINCE SHE HAS A... INTERESTING FATHER AND A JAPANESE CHARACTER, WHICH I'M HAPPY ABOUT (I'm learning a lot of the culture for this, I'm so happy).

It was official, Harry was a Horcrux. And now he knew it, too, and that was the reason for his pale, blank face as they stood in the warehouse near one of harbour of Plymouth.

With both the Weasleys' Burrow and Tonks' Cottage being in Devon, it was decided by Maria that it was the best place for them to meet. The warehouse was an illegal smuggling place that Dylan had defended a few years before and he had asked for the warehouse to be emptied for the next three days, which the man did without question.

It was a big industrial space near one of the ports, it wasn't exactly empty, but the entrance and the middle of it were squeaky clean, which made Cecilia believe that the man had emptied only the illegal things, which he had convinced the court he was not responsible for. It was pretty in the middle that the group stopped.

Harry crossed his arms with a pout, still sleepy (which Cecilia couldn't blame him for, it was just past three in the morning after all). Sirius held him in a side-hug that made Harry melt into his heat, the autumn already started to get colder. Remus had another layer of clothes on him that night since the 16th would have a full moon. Regulus was impatient, tapping his feet on the ground as silently as he could, but it was annoying Cecilia, who still had not slept that night out of nervousness.

"They're late," Regulus said.

"I'm sure there's a reason," Cecilia said, trying to calm him down.

"This late?" Regulus asked.

"They're ten minutes late, Regulus, not an hour," Cecilia said, rolling her eyes.

Harry looked at them both.

"Are you that excited to kill me, Regulus?" he teased.

But the humour fell flat. Sirius held him tighter against himself.

Footsteps were heard right before the other door opened and the light of the outside lamps slipped into part of the warehouse, but the big pile of containers seemed to protect them from sight.

"Cecilia?" a female voice called out.

"Tia?" she responded.

"Oh! They're here already, Alexander," Maria said in a lower voice, not to Cecilia but to Mister Kreisler.

The door closed and they were left with only the illumination coming from the windows near the ceiling. But the light that Kreisler was carrying with him in an oil lamp lightened everything well enough once they approached.