"Regulus Black," the room went a silent, as everyone turned to stare at Regulus. Dumbledore cleared his throat, "Regulus Black if you could, come join the others." He announced waving his hand towards the other two contestants.
Regulus couldn't move, he couldn't process what was happening around him. He never went close to the goblet, let alone but his name in it. This was not something his parents would approve of, this is not something a good heir would have done, and there was no way to fix it.
"Regulus Black!" The shout echoed though the great hall, bring regulus back to reality. He stood up shakily, making eye contact with his friends. He could see the guilt in all of their eyes, as each one glanced away. HIs face drained of color, his eyes filled with tears, once it clicked. It was his friends that put his name in the goblet. It was his friends that betrayed him and wrote his fate.
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Regulus Black goes though the Tri-wizard tournament. Getting close to James was not part of the game, but falling in love with him was a whole different game.
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Let's rewind...
It's 1976 and Regulus is returning for his fifth year at Hogwarts.
With one of the worst summers of his life behind him, he's slightly glad to be back at the castle.
Regulus is looking forward to a relaxing year spent focusing on his studies and lounging in the library.
Only, Regulus' plans are derailed after runs into (quite literally) the one and only James Potter.
It seems passing the year is the least of Regulus' problems- with the dark lord's influence growing into his inner circle, new blossoming feelings for his brother's best friend who he should hate, and a prank that goes too far.
Regulus is in for a bumpy ride.