[we need to talk]

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[Sirius pov]

It's only been a day and a half since Reg has been here. But something is off, it's not the same Reg as when I left last summer. It's 85 degrees outside but he's still wearing a jumper.

There's no way he actually got the Dark Mark, right? I'm going to check for myself right now. I go to the room next to mine, open the door slightly, and see Reg on the bed on a muggle phone?? Maybe he's not a Death Eater because they wouldn't be caught dead with a muggle device.

"Hey Reg, you good?" He looked up at me from the phone and says, "Yeah, why?" His voice softer than normal with no sarcastic tone at all. Maybe this time I can have an actual conversation with him.

"I need you to do something for me, okay?" Regulus looks confused at my question. "What is it?" I hope he won't take this the wrong way; I just want to make sure 100%. "Umm, could you roll up your sleeves for me?" Regulus's face turns to slight panic.

It sinks into me that my theory could be right. I told everyone I was smarter; not even James realized yet. "Why?" I paused before sitting on the bed. "I want to make sure you're not a Death Eater because you're always wearing long sleeves."

He looks relieved in a way, but I can't really tell if he's relieved or still just nervous and trying to hide it. "Fine, but promise not to be mad..."

He slowly rolls up his sleeves, and my heart sinks. His arms are covered in fresh cuts, some still bleeding slightly. I feel a lump in my throat and my eyes sting with unshed tears. This isn't the Reg I remember. This is someone who's been hurting, and I didn't even notice.

"Reg, what happened?" My voice breaks, and I can see the pain in his eyes.

"I... I don't know how to handle everything," he whispers, barely audible. "The pressure, the expectations... it just got too much."

I pull him into a hug, feeling his body tremble against mine. "You don't have to go through this alone," I say, my voice choked with emotion. "We'll get through this together, I promise."

The room feels heavy with unspoken words and shared pain. But in that moment, I know we'll find a way to heal, one step at a time.

[The door burst open]

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