Chapter 10

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A graveyard visit

   He knew he was not supposed to come. He wasn't allowed to. He was a blood traitor. But he came. He thought he owed this to Regulus.

    He went and sat down in front of the stone. They hadn't found any body to bury, but they made a marker. He closed his eyes and let his thoughts return to the day before. He had felt as if time itself had stopped. He just stood there, frozen to the spot. He knew he had lost his brother the day Regulus returned his ignorance, but Lily never had to comfort him and say that it would be alright.

   But it wouldn't be. The moment the fact that he was dead set in, he felt lonely. His friends even stayed the night to keep him company, but he still felt alone.

   It started to rain. 

   He never knew how Regulus meant to him, until he had lost him. He felt a hot tear make its way down his cheek.

   Most would say that it was cowardice to leave Voldemort's ranks. Even he would. But wasn't it bravery to defy Voldemort? Wasn't it a courageous act to defy the darkest wizard of all time?

   "Sleep well little brother. Until we meet again."

Little did he know that he would be sitting right there again, 20 years later.

'I just wish you were still here.'


A/N: Did I make you cry yet? If yes, there's still more to come. If no, the next chapter will.*cackles like Bellatrix* 

  

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