"I'm sorry, but what do you think lead me to where I ended up? You think that just happened?" He said shaking his head at the very suggestion. "We all made decisions, some were right and some were wrong. But you're not going to sit there and suggest that signing up for that death cult was the better choice in the long run." Sirius had known his brother had gone off the deep end, but he hadn't expected him to suggest that the very Slytherins who had all been very happy to call themselves Death Eaters were the ones who were right. I will die making my own choices too, I will make a difference, just because it's different than what you threw your life away for doesn't make it any less worthy of dying for."
Sirius rolled his eyes, he'd known that meeting up with Regulus was going to be a difficult thing, he just hadn't expected it to go quite like this. "Right sure, that's all I ever cared about." He said unwilling to fight about that much at least, he'd cared about plenty, it just wasn't about pure blood status or maintaining family bonds when doing so went against everything he felt was right. Regulus could have come along with him as far as he'd been concerned, but his brother had been too tied up in all of that to give it a chance.
"We were both kids, Reg." He said with a sigh, he didn't want to fight, no matter how frustrating his brother was. "I was eleven when I met James. You think I was thinking about where my life was going to go? I never claimed to like them more than you." Now though, well he was pretty sure he'd have said he did.
"My staying or going has nothing to do with whether or not James or Lily stay," He said with a sigh, hating this - wishing that maybe they still didn't have their clothes so they could skip out on doing this a little while longer. "It's my life, Regulus. Surely you can understand that I want to be there for it." Maybe it wasn't the life he'd always dreamed of, and maybe it ended badly for him but it was still his. That had to count for something.