Defiance: Regulus Black x OC

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The sun broke though the only window I had in my room. I jumped up as I felt someone lying next to me. I softened my reaction once I realized who it was and pushed myself out of bed attempting to not wake him. I got myself ready and headed downstairs ready to get this over with. 

"I'm ready." I muttered towards him as he sat in a chair reading. 

"Good." He smiled before I felt his magic wrap around me and I stood outside an odd home. The home looked like 12 homes built on top of each other, almost piling over. I could see numerous gingers inside, indicating who owned the home. I made my way to the door before pushing it open. I threw my first dagger into the throat of someone I didn't recognized then worked my way through the others. 

"Bella?" I heard Bill Weasley question as I realized he is my last target.

"I'm sorry" Is all I said before my last dagger found it's temporary home in his neck. I reached forward and walked around collecting all my weapons and making a small note of every life I just had to take. Now there is only one more left. Tom Riddle. I took a seat at their table planning my next move. Surely his magic is going to bring me back in any moment, face to face with him. At that moment I will make sure I have a dagger in my hand. As soon as I land I will drag it into him, ending the man we once knew as Tom Riddle. 

To my surprise I had it in hand as I felt him bringing me back. I wasn't even going to take a moment to look. I would simply push it into him the second I feel my feet hit the ground.

And that is exactly what I did. 

I met his eyes as my dagger went into his abdomen. 

And then my world came crashing down. 

"Nice try dear." He smiled as I jerked my head to where he stood across the room. I couldn't move my hand from its current victim as I glanced back towards those deep blue eyes. 

"I love you." Was his last words. The last thing he ever spoke to me before the color left his eyes, his skin, everywhere. 

And as I am writing this now, I can still feel my heart break. 

"No." I muttered. "No, no, no, no." Was all I could repeat as I fell to the ground next to him. 

I glanced back over to the dark lord, throwing dagger after dagger, watching as each of them found a home in his skin. Watching as he too fell to the ground in front of me. 

"I am okay with my fate." He smiled. "I knew it was coming, I just first needed to order dead." He spoked as his body turned to smoke and I heard each dagger clang against the tile. I grabbed one and made my way upstairs, not daring to meet any eye, not daring to look back to my husband as he lay on the floor. 

I opened a blank journal and began to write my story. 

This story was not in fact a love story. This story was a lesson, that I Bella Black, leave in the Hogwarts library, for those who end up like me to find. For those to learn from me and never make the mistakes I did. I wish now as I write this, that I listened to myself. That I ran away with him from the start as I wanted. 

Now reader, I ask one thing.

Run.