Regulus' Sorting
It had already been five minutes. Regulus was already a hatstall, and still the Sorting Hat had not declared a house.
The Marauders could see Sirius becoming impatient as he watched his brother. The entire Great Hall was silent, except for a few students who had started whispering, as they waited. "Must be argument", commented James, as he switched his gaze back to Regulus. "Yeah", Sirius said absentmindedly. "You know he's more likely to get into Slytherin, right?" asked Remus. "Yeah."
James, Remus and Peter looked at each other with mischievous grins on their faces.
"Are you getting impatient?"
"Yeah."
"This is taking reeaally long."
"Yeah."
"Lily's hot."
"Yeah."
"James!" Remus chided.
"Sorry."
"Do you fancy Minnie?"
"Yea-No!"
"At least now you're paying attention", smirked Peter. "There are other ways to check if I'm paying attention!"
"Whatever they were arguing about, I think the Hat's lost", Remus pointed out. They turned their attention back to Regulus only to see a rather sullen-looking Hat as he(it?) announced to the Hall - "Slytherin!"
Regulus got up, gave the Hat to McGonagall and walked over to the Slytherin table as Sirius followed him with his eyes. "Don't feel bad Sirius . He chose them and now he's one of them, which means our enemy", James said, following his best friend's gaze. Sirius just nodded in reply.
'Had I known what they were doing to you, I never would have blamed you.'
A/N : A hatstall is a term used by Hogwarts for any new student who's Sorting takes more than 5 mins.
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Regrets
FanfictionIt's 1999, and it's been an year after the end of the second Wizarding War. It's 1999, and Sirius visits his brother's grave twenty years after he's left the world behind. In front of this gravestone, on which the final days of this forgotten hero...
