"Do not be afraid; our fate
cannot be taken from us; it is a gift."
- Dante Alighieri, Inferno
𝐀 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐔𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃. That's what everyone believed, at least. In the five years since faking his death, Regulus, a shell of the boy he once was, watched as Voldemort rose to power and choked the life out of the Wizarding World, swathing the once vibrant society in a den of iniquity. The year was now 1984 - the Order of the Phoenix had fallen, its heroes declared either dead or missing, while Hogwarts had become a gilded prison, breeding the next generation of sin. Regulus witnessed the world unraveling first hand and every day since then has been a blur of regret, bitterness, and guilt. He longed for redemption, but found himself ensnared by the chains of his own making.
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