Sirius was furious. He always knew it was going to happen, his 'parents' used the Crucatius curse as a form of discipline on all three Black siblings. Which had been the final stretch for the oldest of the three. He flooed out of the Black Manor, the sound of his mother's screaming as she burned his face off of the family tapestry ringing in his ears even once he reached his destenation. No goodbyes, no tears. His siblings long "forgotten" as they watched him disappear into the grand fireplace.
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Regulus was furious. He left them all alone in a huge Manor with two abusive parents, not even bothering to ask if they wanted to join him. Merlin knew how much Regulus wanted to acompany him. Far away from the pureblood priviliges that seemed to follow him wherether he went. But, of course, he would never actually leave. It would take much more than any form of torture curse for him to leave his sister, his only form of escape and love in the saddened world.
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Saiph was furious. He had the audacity to leave them all alone. After all the struggles that she went through to keep her twin brother as far away from Sirius' forbidden deeds, he went and got disowned right in front of their eyes. All she ever wanted to do was keep Regulus safe, to have him grow like their parents expected and never face any punishments in return. Yet she saw the deep longing in his eyes as the two watched, with their hands strongly gripping at each other's, while their older brother left their Manor. Saiph knew that deep inside, Regulus was good. And that alone really bloody scared her.
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