Disclaimer: If I really did own Harry Potter, do you really think I'll be sitting in front of a laptop at god knows what hour in the morning, on my fourth cup of coke/coffee to keep me awake? No. I'd be in my ridiculously fabulous swimming pool filled to the brim with money. (Notes, not coins, mind you. Last time I checked, swimming in a pool filled with bits of metal wasn't the most pleasant of experiences)

Summary: You've forgotten all about me, haven't you, Brother? Of course you have. I'm a disappointment; I always will be in your eyes. All of us try our hardest to forget our disappointments.

Rating: K+ for Regulus' inevitible to end up at the bottom of some creepy pool in the middle of only god knows where

Brother.

I'm sorry, Brother...

You do know that I never wanted any of this, right? You do know that I love you, don't you?

... don't you?

Of course you don't.

You think that I'm scum. That I'm a coward. That I'm a complete waste of flesh.

You hate me.

But I did try. Despite what you believe.

I tried to impress you; I tried to get you to love me as much as I loved you.

I tried to get you to see me as your brother. That I was actually worth something in your eyes...

But then you left.

Without even one glance back.

But if you did take one last look at me before you left then maybe, just maybe, you would have seen me.

Would have seen the tears.

Of course, They didn't see that I was crying over your absence...

They probably thought I was as happy as they were now that you were gone.

Why didn't you take me with you, Brother?

Don't you remember? We used to go everywhere together when we were little, Brother. Father joked that we were attached at the hip.

That was before everything happened. Before we went our separate ways.

How could a mere, torn, old hat force us apart so greatly?

It's unfair, Brother.

It's unfair that I became the heir. It's unfair that I was forced to become the 'hero' of the family...

... and it's unfair that you didn't seem to care in the slightest. That you didn't seem to care about me in the slightest. And that you'll never care again for the rest of your life.

Because you've forgotten all about me, haven't you, Brother?

... haven't you?

Of course you have.

I'm a disappointment; I always will be in your eyes. All of us try our hardest to forget our disappointments.

I'm sure that you'll forget about me easily, Brother. I was never worth anything to you.

I'm sorry I never managed to impress you, Brother.

I'm sorry for everything, Brother.

Because, at the end of the day, it is my fault, everything that split us apart.

I wasn't brave enough. I wasn't courageous and strong like you. I was no Gryffindor.

I was too weak and pathetic. I always wanted someone to be impressed by me. That 'someone' turned out to be Mother and Father after you left.

It seems that I could never say the word 'no'...

"You'll become the true, rightful heir to the Black family, won't you, my son?"

"Yes, Mother."

"You'll follow the Dark Lord with the rest of us, won't you, Reggie?"

"Yes, Bella."

"You would die for our noble, righteous cause, won't you, Death Eater?"

"Yes, milord."

You do realise that this is all for you, don't you? What I'm doing right now.

Of course you don't.

I'll always be nothing but a coward in your eyes. It was silly of me to think otherwise.

The reason I've defied the Dark Lord is so I can impress you.

The reason the locket is gone is so I can impress you.

Even if it does mean my death.

But maybe, through death, I can achieve something I never quite managed in life.

Maybe, just maybe, Sirius, you'll finally recognise me as your brother.