A/N; Sorry again for the constant changes in POV, but there ya go, I brought Kayla back, her original name was Abigail but I changed it. So now you got to see a little about how she feels.
CHAPTER TWO: REGGIE'S A DEATH EATER.
AFTER THEIR ARRIVAL TO HOGWARTS, Kassandra's good mood had failed. She was brushed off by her youngest sibling, Regulus, on the Hogwarts Express. With Avery, Mulciber, and Snape howling profanities, and Regulus saying the words she wished she would have never had to hear from a brother. Or anyone, really. ("You're dead to me, Kassandra. You're filth like the lot you choose to keep as your company. The Dark Lord despises you." He had said.) and that was when the truth had hit her like a train.
Reggie is a Death Eater.
She had told those suspicions to Sirius, who agreed wholeheartedly without even a shred of doubt. And yet, Kassandra couldn't help but wish it weren't true. Wish her brother was smarter than that, and she couldn't help but hate herself for leaving him to deal with their parents alone. If she would have just sucked it up and stayed, would things have turned out differently? Or would she have been forced to join forces with Voldemort as well? Such great questions, but no answers for them, and it was completely stressing her out.
There's been more deaths as well, more muggle born families, and Kassandra couldn't help but worry. After all, one of her best friends is a Muggleborn, and she didn't want anything to happen to her. It was starting to make Kassandra sick. Sick with worry, and sick with how anyone could murder someone else without even a shred of guilt. Didn't they know it was wrong? Of course, they probably knew it was wrong, but what is worse, is that they probably don't even care.
• • •
GUILT, that's all Regulus Black could feel. He didn't want to say the things he said to his sister, but he had to. He only hoped that when this was all over, that she would come to understand why he done the things he did. That perhaps, she'd come to forgive him one day. Even if it took til after he was long gone out of this world, it would still make him happy to have her forgiveness.
Was he a bad brother for going to the dark side in order to protect his eldest siblings? Sure, at first he joined for selfish reasons, for power, for a status in society, and because he genuinely thought it would be the winning side. But he's spent months thinking about why he joined in the first place, and he could only think of two reasons; Sirius and Kassandra. Did that make him bad? Evil?
If it does, then so be it. He had no choice but to answer when the darker side of the spectrum came calling. He was sorted into Slytherin, whereas his siblings were sorted into Gryffindor. He did not have the same friend group that his sister and brother had. Perhaps if he did, things would turn out differently. But alas, that is not the case here.
Call it fate, or whatever you will.
"Black, will you have more information by tonight?" Asked Severus Snape, his monotonous tone ringing out in the silence in the Slytherin boys dormitory.
"Yes, I'm meeting up with the informant, tonight." Regulus replied.
He watched as Severus gave a short nod of his head, before he sighed. An unnoticeable sigh, of course. If anyone suspected that he even had a shred of doubt, he'd surely be reported back to the Dark Lord, and possibly killed. He didn't want that to happen, it was one of his worst fears. He was young, and he knew that, and perhaps that's why he continues to beat himself up so horribly. He's messing up his life, but he can do nothing, but sit back and watch as everything unfolds. He knew eventually there would be casualties, but he did not know to the extent as to what it would be. He did not know by the ending of this war, his sister would be left broken, and his brother will wind up in Azkaban on false pretenses.
But if he did, would that have changed anything?
Probably not, because you can't really change fate. It would only find its way back.
• • •
DEPRESSED, was how Kayla Young felt, as she stared longingly over at the Gryffindor table. One boy in particular in her line of vision, that damned ole Sirius Black. He had touched her heart, and she deeply wished he hadn't. She knew what she had agreed too, when she first started seeing Sirius. The whole no strings attached thing, but she had fell for him, she's fallen for him hard. But she knew she wouldn't be able to change his ways, or at least she didn't think she would be able too.
Focus, Kayla. You're losing focus.
She kept trying to tell herself, but no matter what she did, it wasn't working.
The chatter at the Ravenclaw table was excessively loud, as they had returned to Hogwarts once again for another year.
Would it be possible that this year, her final year, the Eagle and the Lion will finally make amends, and get to know each other on a more personal level? Only time would tell, and that would only depend on Sirius Orion Black the third.
"C'mon, Ayla," Said Kayla's best friend, Rylee Pierce, using the nickname she's called Kayla since second year.
"Coming, Ry," She replied.
• • •
REMUS WAS HAPPY, to be back at Hogwarts. He hated the holidays now that his mother, Hope Lupin, passed away. On full moons at home, he didn't have the Marauders to help him threw it, he was always just locked in a cage until it passed. Which brought horrible cases of the fear of being trapped. He thought this past summer, that he was officially over Kassandra, but seeing her now, he knows that isn't true at all.
He'd just have to do better at hiding it.
So with that thought in mind, Remus John Lupin fell asleep, dreaming of a world where he wasn't plagued by unrequited love, and Lycanthropy.
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