4 years old~
A little Arsanel Black was hoisted onto his father's lap as Regulus Black began joyfully tickling his only son.
Despite his reputation, Regulus Black was actually a kind, helpful, loving person, contrary to the belief that he was cold and hated anyone who was not a pure blood.
Infact his wife, Hazel McKay was a half blood herself, her father's family was pure, but her mother was a muggle.
The little black haired boy laughed gleefully and told his father off.
"D-Daddy s-stop!"
"Stop what?"
"Stop t-tickling me!" The younger said, still laughing.
Hazel watched the two happily from the kitchen doorway...
Later that day, little Arsanel walked in on his father packing a small backpack.
"What are you doing daddy?" The younger asked.
"I'm packing to go away for a couple days." Regulus answered.
"Why?" Asked Arsanel, still confused.
"Because I'm going on a mission." He said, turning to watch the excitement in his son's face.
"Like a spy mission?"
Regulus smiled.
"Exactly like a spy mission."
At the door, Regulus Black kissd his wife, then picked up his little 4 year old.
Regulus hugged Arsanel as hard as he could. He knew, but Arsanel didn't, that Regulus wasn't coming back. This was a complete suicide mission.
Regulus looked his son in the eye.
"Arsanel Black, I love you so much, and I'm so very very proud of you. Don't forget that, ever."
Arsanel nodded.
"I love you too daddy."
It filled Regulus's heart with happiness and pride to know that, it honestly did.
He stood up and walked out the door, a smile plastered on his face.
Little did young Arsanel Regulus Black know that was the last time he would ever see his father...
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House Of Black
Fanfiction"Run! Run Arsen run!" My mother frantically yelled at me, but I stood rooted to the ground as massive amounts of death eaters flooded into my home. My mother ran to my and scooped my six year old self up, but fell a couple steps after. Silent tears...
