Turning, he saw that Regulus had moved to look out the window and Jake walked up behind the wizard as he continued to speak.
It seemed so very hard to believe what Regulus was saying, especially after all that Jake had read in his father's journal. Regulus had been, according to his father, a staunch supporter of the Dark Lord. Apparently, appearances could be deceiving.
"Is that what bothered you the most? That those who were Pureblood were dying more than the rest?" Jake asked softly, and he could understand why. Regulus was a Black - a family of high society and standards. It was all Regulus' life had been filled with before he died.
He inhaled at the thought of Regulus being in danger still and now he understood what Dumbledore really meant. "Not even Narcissa or Sirius knows?"