Re: Regulus/Jamie
Regulus snorted. "My brother doesn't even remember what happened to us now and this is two years after Hogwarts and no Azkaban. Sirius has selective memory based on how he feels at the moment, so I would trust whatever your father heard even less. Sirius can't be arsed to ask the questions now that he has me right here to answer."
He smirked. "We could stand. Mother said it was wonderful for once's posture." And of course it was foreign to them. Regulus would have been surprised more if it were any different. "That's because you lived at peace and we were at war. Families, houses, they all meant picking a side in a war that was waiting for us the moment we left school. Not that it mattered for us specifically Sirius was intent on turning his back on our family and it would have only worked if I had gone along with him." He shrugged. "Sirius left me behind for your grandfather long ago. I've made my own way and I certainly won't trust him to change. He is who he is and that means in love with your grandfather to the point that no one else matters. As you've seen from this game, I don't play lost battles."
Since they literally could stand here and talk about Sirius forever, he decided to let it go. "It doesn't change reality, but it gets me great pleasure to see the pain in his face every time I say it, following by the anger, because he can't argue with me, followed by the inevitable, we should move past it, at which time I'm gracious enough to agree that I'll forget about their genocide until the next time we talk. It's much more entertaining than expecting him to use his brain." He nodded. "Of course, feel free to drop by, although you might have to find your own way to find pleasure, because you're job is about to get really hard. I'll see you around," he said with a tiny bow of the head, before walking away.