WHO: Regulus and Dog!Sirius, Narcissa later maybe. WHAT: Regulus all of a sudden has a doggy. WHERE: 12 Grimmauld Place, Malfoy Manor WHEN: Jan 31st RATING: Lowish/TBD STATUS: Incomplete
Regulus had been spending the last few days walking, when he wasn't working that is. And the past few nights he had been spending in a bar drinking away his problems. But he tried his best to avoid his mother, Regulus didn't need the added stress of her constant nagging and complaining.
They thought that he was a death eater. And they were right. But really how long would it take before they had found out? The only thing that was standing in the way between him and Azkaban was a sleeve, and he silently cursed the foolish placement of the mark.
Hands in his pockets and his eyes on the concrete in front of him, his mind was still wandering. If he ran away forever, the Dark Lord would send people after him. Possibly hurt his parents. As miserable as they were, he didn't want them dead. Not because he was a coward.
When he did run away, then what? Sirius' lot wouldn't accept him. Especially if they thought he was a Death Eater. And what if he was found? There would be a lot of hurt surrounding Regulus. Regulus wanted to throttle Sirius in the face, for being a prat, but he didn't want him dead either.
Regulus had been wandering all over the city the past few days, but somehow today he found his feet heading back towards home. He was supposed to give his answer to Sirius soon. Regulus didn't know if he could give him one. He didn't deserve a way out, he had hurt so many people already. Lifting his head for the first time in a while he saw something in front of his house that made him smile.