Regulus Black Stories

I'd Search the Depths(p2)

Info - dead regulus, lonely reader, traumatic death, mention of abusive parents, reader who cuts and has an Ed, trying to raise the dead

The second the ceremony in the Great Hall was over I was in the library. I wanted to know more about Regulus Black. He sounded like me, lonely but good. I finally found a book about him. A little known author who had written a biography of Sirius Black's younger brother.

He'd been a Seeker. He was from Slytherin. His brother had fled their abusive house and he'd been alone. Statements from Pandora Lovegood, Sirius, and the House Elf Kreacher were included in this volume.

"Regulus was good at everything he did. When I thought he'd turned to the dark side I genuinely feared for me and my friends because he was so talented. I should've known my sensible little brother would never truly be evil. I shouldn't have abandoned him. I don't mean at the house. I had to leave, but at school I completely iced him out. I saw he had no one and I pretended it didn't matter. When I found out what he did I broke down completely. I never even had a body to mourn over. I wish there was a grave I could put his favorite flowers, bleeding heart, on every year."

I was already crying for this boy. He was so young to die. I slipped down my robe's sleeve. I saw the jagged marks. I darted forward and kissed my wrist, pretending I was Regulus. He would do that I decided. He would kiss my scars and beg me never to do it again. My stomach grumbled. Maybe I'd let myself have a snack, because Regulus would want me to eat wouldn't he?

I turned the pages and there were pictures. I sucked in a breath. He was stunning. Long eyelashes, pale skin, grey eyes, slender and sharp. He looked like he had hidden sadness as I did. I wanted to give him a hug more than I wanted to breathe

The next few pages were from Pandora Lovegood, that would be Lorcan's and Lysander's Grandmother. She'd died before they were ever born, so they wouldn't have any info on Regulus. I'd have to ask Teddy, maybe his dad had spoken about Regulus.

"Regulus and I weren't dreadfully close but we did talk. He had been more optimistic until seventh year. He seemed so disturbed. I couldn't get any information out of him. When I found out what happened it made sense. He was always someone who had a lot of guilt and a bit of a savior complex."

Oh the sweet boy, I'd help him know his worth. I would absolve his guilt.

The next bit was heart wrenching. I read the house elf's description of how his master died. Regulus hadn't even allowed the house elf to take the torturous potion. He'd done it himself. He'd been pulled into a lake of the dead and become one, and no one had known but Kreacher. Everyone had thought he had died in Voldemort's service.

I was sobbing on the floor of the library. I had to do it. I had to go to that lake, find his body and bring him back to life.

I checked out every book about magical death and life I could. Then I was on a mission to find Teddy Lupin. He was probably somewhere with Victorie.

I finally found him on the ground by the Black Lake with his girlfriend. I felt like someone had punched me when I saw the sweet way he held her. I wanted that. I would have that! I just needed to figure out to bring a long dead person back to life, simple right?

"Hey Teddy, can you tell me anything about your uncle, Sirius Black?" I asked.

Teddy's tanned face went pale.