Who: The Brothers Black (Vera can join too if she wants!) Where: Grimmauld Place, starting in Regulus's room When: Saturday during the great cleaning of Grimmauld What: Guilt, cleaning, guilt and being yelled at by Walburga Rating: High, between Sirius and Walburga alone I'm sure
Regulus was standing in the doorway of his childhood bedroom. This place was where he spent the better part of his life before he disappeared. He vaguely wondered if the decorations were the same before he went in. He took a deep breath and opened the door. It was the same and it took his breath away. The silver and green everywhere, covering everything. He wandered to the wall where he had started his patronage to the Dark Lord. He smiled bitterly as he could remember how excited he had been about it. How much he had wanted to make his parents proud, he choked out something that sounded like a laugh.
A noise behind him caused him to jolt to attention out of habit more than anything. "Kreacher, if that's you please continue to clean out Mother's room as I directed," Regulus said evenly hoping that it was the elf and that no one had seen him looking so foolish.