Author's Note: This is a collection of mostly Regulus centered drabbles that I've written. It'll be updated periodically and hopefully you'll enjoy it. (Sidenote - Anyone who was hoping for an update of Dead Man Walking, don't worry, it's not dead, but computer difficulties - aka, new computers, lost files, corrupted files, etc. - mean I'm ridiculously behind and it will be a while before the updates on that start coming together. I'm hugely sorry.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any associated elements made reference to here. They are the property of JK Rowling.
Blood.
It's always been about blood.
An eye for an eye, a life for a life. You are my blood, you spill my blood. Blood brothers, blood status... A thousand little ties made of red. Blood is enemies – the sort you see in your nightmares – with coal black eyes and flashes of green marking you as theirs.
Blood is family – treasured memories of warmth and love that shake your soul. Blood is death – as it drips slowly and finally down to earth. Blood is life – pulsing, rushing. It is love, magic, everything. It marks who you are and who you will be.
Especially if you're a wizard.