What It Means to Be Slytherin
Author: LostAndAwaiting
Rating: M
Warnings: Slash, semi-smut in later chapters, Dark themes, Character Death, Language
A/N: Sorry for the short prologue. I've been thinking about this story for over two years and finally got most of it together in my head. This will be a dark tale, but I feel it's one to be told as no one ever does Reg or Barty stories. It's also slightly AU as I might change some of what happened in the Harry Potter books, but I'll try and follow what JKR wrote. Reviews and PMs are greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer: Would I be writing this on if I owned any of this at all??
We sat on top of this old, dilapidated wall. We'd been sitting at this spot for nearly seven years. It was our ritual. We'd gone through puberty together, girlfriends, detention, Sorting, everything. We usually came here when he had something weighing heavily on our shoulders.
Tonight was no exception.
I could hardly believe this was our last night at Hogwarts. Tomorrow would be the Graduating Ceremony and then we'd leave with our families. And that would be it. We will move on to the next phase in life, get married, have kids, and send them here. It was one cyclical situation.
And frankly, it scared the two of us. We wanted more out of life than just school, work, family, etc. There was so much more out there. It was like it was at our fingertips. And the thing is, we're Slytherins; we're bound to go after it. We had tasted the freedom that is not being around our demanding families and we wanted more. No one likes being compared to his or her own father. Having his success thrown in my face day after day was a rigorous mental exercise he liked to put me through.
And as for my best mate, it was expected from him. More so than me. Because even though I am pureblood, my family has never been as into the Dark Arts and pureblood-mania as his.
"So, this is it, mate." He said, running a hand through his black hair.
"Eh, it is, indeed." I replied, looking to the horizon.
"I can see it now. I perfect world and we are at it's top." He said, spreading his arms to the world before him.
"Aye." I said, nodding.
There was a moment of silence where we both looked at each other. Not really sure if we believed it ourselves. Was this real? Could this really happen to us? Did we really believe it? Did we believe what was spoon-fed to us?
"Where do you think we'll be in five years?" He asked more solemnly.
"I just hope to be alive." I stated blankly.
He nodded. "And keep our sanity." He said almost jokingly.
They remained in silence as the sun slowly sank beneath the ground. The Darkness surrounded them and they both felt its presence and the loss of their innocence, not just because it was their last day at Hogwarts. Because they had already plunged and committed themselves. The ink on the both of their Dark Marks had not fully dried yet and the pain of what this meant for the both of them weighed heavily on the hearts of Regulus Black and Barty Crouch Jr.