The Journal of Regulus Arcturus Black

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Reads 23,836
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Parts 42
Time 11h 41m

Draco didn't want to leave his home and denounce the Malfoy family name. But with the threat of the Dark Lord's rise at the end of Fourth Year, he had no choice in the matter. With the help of his mother and father, Draco takes on the name of his godfather, Black, and starts to live as a Neutral Party. 
    
    But how neutral can one really be with the threat of war?
    
    . . .
    
    "We have an emergency!" Potter bellowed, walking into the clock tower and stopping when he noticed Theodore. "Okay... maybe not a big emergency. What the fuck happened to you Nott?" 
    
    Theo, who was lying down on the floor, staring up at the stars and legs resting on the edge of the parapet, shifted so he could look at Potter properly. 
    
    "Fuck you, I'm grieving." 
    
    Potter turned to Draco who shrugged and continued to cut out more articles about the disappearances of certain muggleborns. 
    
    Merlin, when had their lives got so depressing? 
    
    . . .
    
    Written by @svtdbaq
    Art work by @swymsuyt on Tumblr
    Word Count: 141,105All Rights Reserved

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Draco didn't want to leave his home and denounce the Malfoy family name. But with the threat of the Dark Lord's rise at the end of Fourth Year, he had no choice in the matter. With the help of his mother and father, Draco takes on the name of his godfather, Black, and starts to live as a Neutral Party. 
    
    But how neutral can one really be with the threat of war?
    
    . . .
    
    "We have an emergency!" Potter bellowed, walking into the clock tower and stopping when he noticed Theodore. "Okay... maybe not a big emergency. What the fuck happened to you Nott?" 
    
    Theo, who was lying down on the floor, staring up at the stars and legs resting on the edge of the parapet, shifted so he could look at Potter properly. 
    
    "Fuck you, I'm grieving." 
    
    Potter turned to Draco who shrugged and continued to cut out more articles about the disappearances of certain muggleborns. 
    
    Merlin, when had their lives got so depressing? 
    
    . . .
    
    Written by @svtdbaq
    Art work by @swymsuyt on Tumblr
    Word Count: 141,105

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