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Regulus

The day after I slept with James, all I can think about is the information he's given me about Peter.
It's confirmed that Peter is a Death Eater of his own accord, not as a favour to the Order, and this means James and Sirius are both in active danger.
It's time for me to act on the fact that I want to do my bit for the war without being someone's pawn, I want to help out because I choose to.
And it wasn't until James had told me about Peter that I knew what I needed to do, what it is that is going to help me leave my legacy in this war.
The Locket.
I've been doing some research recently due to the fact that the Locket has been eating away at me since I was first introduced to it, and I have reason to believe the Dark Lord may have made a horcrux, to preserve his soul and ensure he can't die.
I didn't think to tell Dumbledore, because ridding the world of this horcrux is something I feel I need to do.
It's only this one, once it's destroyed, the Order stands a chance at winning the war, and whether or not I live to see that, I'm happy with the chances they have.
But I'm mainly doing this to keep James safe, because if either of us is going to make it out of this war alive, it has to be him.
I head back to my dorm room, expecting Barty to be there, except he's not, and I'm glad for it really, it means he's finally ventured out of the dungeons, it means he's taking his healing journey seriously. I feel a swell of pride build within me and I can't help but be proud of him for allowing himself to heal and move on.
I smile to myself as I take a seat at my desk and pull out my ink, my quill and my parchment.
It's time for me to write some letters.
I start with a letter to Sirius.
The letter is three pages long and I will admit that I shed a few tears whilst writing it as I allowed our best memories come back to life, as I wrote out how lucky I am to have him as a brother, as I explain that if I may fail he has to go on for both of us.
I write so much, with so much emotion and it hurts my heart. What makes it worse is that I still have other letters to write with just as much emotion in them.
The next letter I write is to James.
James would have been my first letter, but I owe it to my brother to put him first at least once.
James' letter is heart breaking for me to write because these letters are a precaution in case I don't make it out of the cave alive, and there's a real chance I won't, but I have to try, I have to do something, I can't just be someone's pawn for the rest of this war.
I have to do something meaningful, I have to help because I care, the war needs someone who cares.
James' letter is almost five pages long before I finally sign it off.
I level my breathing and dry my tears, rolling my wrist before I write my letter to Barty:

Barty,
I'm about to do something I might regret, something that might work, something that might make a difference, but it has a real chance of going wrong, so this is what the letter is for.
I can't tell you what I'm doing, you'll only try to stop me. I'm hoping I'll be gone by the time that you read this so that I can do what I need to do.
In case something goes wrong, I need you to know this:
I love you. I know I've said it, but I need you to have it in writing, so that in those moments where you lose yourself in grief, you can be reminded how loved you were. I will admit, there was a time in my life where I believed to be in love with you, but that time has since passed, and now I simply have a great amount of love for you. You're my best friend, and I'm so grateful for that, for you. I'm so grateful you never left my side, even when I was an arse, even when I was annoying, even when I was being a mood kill. You've been there through thick and thin and I've never truly thanked you for it, I've never told you how grateful I am.
The thing is, I know you want everyone to think you're a cold and calculated person who couldn't give a shit about others. I know you hide yourself , but you deserve to know that you are anything but what you try so hard to be. You are good, you are kind, you are smart, you are wonderful, and to be honest, Bart, you are all things good. You deserve the world, I wish I could have given that to you. I'm sorry I couldn't.
I could go into all of our memories, analysing them in depth, but I think they should stay between us, we deserve as much.
In case I don't get to see it, I hope you choose your path, and I hope you find true happiness at the end of it, it's the least you deserve.
On that note, I know you're not a fan of too much affection, so I won't make this too long.
I just need you to know I love you.
All my love,
Reg x