[daggers - part one]
[3rd] regulus
Regulus wandered the halls looking for his friends, whom he had lost while being held back by Slughorn. He was growing frustrated by the minute, as he had searched for a whole hour and still couldn't find them.
Friends. A word that he could barely use to describe the people he associated with. He hung out with them at his mother's orders, but he didn't really like these boys. He couldn't believe that there was people alive who was more prejudiced than his mother, let alone people his age. He had witnessed them bully multiple muggle borns already, and he could do nothing but stand back and watch.
He wanted nothing more than ditch these people, but he was scared of angering his mother. During the summer he had witnessed his mother torturing his brother, and realized that what he received from her was just merely a taste of what Sirius had blocked for him. Yet Sirius wasn't broken like he was- Sirius had spirit, he was braver and he had friends who could laugh and make mischief with him, whereas he had only one or two true friends, who he had drawn apart from to protect himself. Heck, he hadn't even gotten the chance to thank her for the beautiful gift that she had given him.
He had come back from the summer more exhausted and broken than ever, but this time, he didn't do anything. He didn't confide in her, and every time he looked at her, he saw that scared look on her face, when Avery and Mulciber bullied Lily who was at the very least one of his better friends, and he had stood back, not doing anything, scared of what would happen to him if he interfered, had he didn't miss the pleading and horrified look in her eyes, the disappointment and sadness, it stuck in his mind and she never looked him in the eye after that, he never saw her around anymore.
He wished desperately that he could go back to the previous year, when he had someone to talk to, when everything was easier when she was there, and he didn't have to watch the painful scene of his friend getting bullied, his first ever friend hexed by the people he called his friends, his only refuge, and he had thrown that all away in exchange for his safety. It made sense that she would step in front of Lily as the red jet of light zoomed nearer, but it was the most painful sight ever, the girl he was closest to getting hurt. He had sneaked into the infirmary in the middle of the night, watching her sleep and recover, holding her hand and gently squeezing it like she had done for him back in first year when she comforted him, and wishing so badly that he could talk to her and comfort her without seeing the shadows and sadness in her gaze.
His mother had blocked his every escape. He was pushed down the road to destruction.
But he was trapped. He could find no way out and he could only follow his mother blindly, no matter how much he didn't want to.
With a sigh, he went after the only friends he had left.
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Daggers | r.a.b
Fanfiction'Is a knife evil? only if the welder is evil.' -unknown . . . . . . THEY NEVER REALIZED JUST H O W M U C H HARM THE D A G G E R O F L O V E WOULD B R I N G. . . . . . SHE LOVED HIM ...
