Author's notes: wow….it's been so loooong since I've done a ficlet! So I'm going to give a long list of people who took the time to review my ficlets.

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I know that this is a story from the point of view from somebody you never see in any of the books, hardly every hear about and was, in fact, a Death Eater. Because of that, I am sorry if I get off from what you imagine Regulus, but I don't want a flamer, because you don't get a say anyway.

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They say that your life flashes before your eyes before you de. That isn't happening. One memory pops up. And that's that life wasn't always about muggleborns and purebloods. Before we went to school, Sirius, Bellatrix and I never really cared that much. It was a different social structure. We were Crats; we were the children of aristocrats. And there were Townies, Farm kids, Servants children. Never purebloods.

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Sirius and I walked down the street. We were going to get some Blackpool Rock, a cross between peppermint and rock candy; sugar packed into a hard, thick stick dyed red and flavored like peppermint. I loved licking the sweet stickyness off my finger when it was gone. Sirius favored Ice Mice, watching them run down the table before scooping them up and hearing them squeak all down to your stomach.

The Townies appeared then. About fifteen of them. They were pushing us around, smearing mud in our hair. It wouldn't have bothered me so much if we weren't so grossly out numbered.

A yell came from down the street. A large number of kids in their finest came running down the street, throwing stones and yelling. I didn't recognize all of them, but I saw Bella moving along with the mass, and knew that they were more Crats.

Pandemonium ensued. We were lucky the town wasn't very big (tiny in fact). A bunch of farm kids had joined with the Townies, as had a majority of the servants children. Still, somehow it was a fair enough fight. We were having a wedding at our house, so there were a good number of us.

At one point a farm boy had the nerve to throw a rock. And not the pebbles like what Bella was throwing. It was a sharp, large stone. It sliced Sirius across the face. At which he was expelled from the ranks and had enough sense to run for his dear life.

The servants had come to find us. I looked around at the others on the way home. We could barely tell who was who. It appeared that in the fight, both boys and girls had lost shoes and socks, and many boys were missing shirts. Our hair was mussed, and we were all a redish-brown colour, like we had taking a dunk in a pool of mud.

Sirius gave a me a grin that seemed to say, "I was worth it, even if we didn't get our candy".

Our parents were furious. The girls were lead off, and the boys were made the strip and wash off before entering the house. It would have been very fun, if we weren't in such trouble.

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And now nothing. A glimse of Bellatrix from above, before slipping into oblivion.

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Author's notes: Well, what do you think? I may go more into the mud fights in a later story. Don't forget to review!