Narcissa Malfoy sat in the lavishly adorned living room of her house. She sighed as she checked her perfectly manicured nails. When is Lucius going to get home? She thought.
Lost in her train of thoughts she didn't notice someone enter the dining room. Someone embraced her from behind and she screamed but that was muffled by his hand covering her mouth.
She inhaled his scent. He smelled familiar. Amber, musk, mint and just a dash of citrus. "Regulus" she whispered. Regulus turned her around and hugged her tight. They embraced in silence for a long time. The silence was broken by Regulus muffled cries.
"What is wrong" Narcissa inquired her voice full of worry. "Did Bella hurt you? Did Lucius say something? Do you miss Rab and Barty?" Regulus smiled through his tears and said "I'm going to miss you so much." Fear flooded Narcissa. Was Regulus going to do something stupid? Something like…Sirius.
Regulus read her like an open book and angrily said "I'm not Sirius. Now listen to me. Do not interrupt. I know you hate the Dark lord. You agree with some of his beliefs. The Dark Lord is full of lies. He is a halfblood himself. He has created something very evil to keep himself alive and I am going to destroy it tonight. I want to create a happier world for you. You can't stop me. I have a few things to say. Take care of everyone for me. Even Barty and Rab. I know you find them annoying but they are my best friends. Keep a special eye out for Kreacher. Make sure Lucuis doesn't finish the supply of shampoo in England. Make sure Bella doesn't eat a lot of chocolate or she'll end up crazy. Well crazier then she already is. Make sure Rody has a drink or two every month. I love you."
"I love you too." Narcissa said back through tears. She knew there was no force in the world that could stop Regulus right now. She could only stand there as Regulus walked confidently out of the living room his shoulders broad and head held high like a proper pureblood.
Narcissa was in her 50s now but was still considered very beautiful. She smiled as her grandson Scorpius approached her. "Grandmother may I ask you something?" he said shyly. She nodded her head signaling him to continue. "I know all about Great Uncle Regulus but how did he die?" Narcissa sighed and said "Reggie was a Slytherin who died like a Gryffindor without the red and gold fuss."