The Bitter End

by AccioCommonSense

"He was going to die tonight.He could feel it.Still,though,he wasn't having second thoughts,he would go trough with his plan,even if it was the last thing he did.And it was probably going to be." Regulus Black Drabble

This is just a little drabble I wrote the other day. Anyway, I hope you enioy it and please review. Oh, and this was somewhat inspired by Placebo's song The Bitter End.

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Regulus' hands shook as he put the replica of the locket in his pocket. He was going to die tonight. He could feel it. Still, though, he wasn't having any second thoughts, he would go trough with his plans, even if it was the last thing he did. And it was probably going to be.

„Kreacher," he called, his voice hoarse and unstable. „You know what to do, right?"

The house elf nodded his head, a look of anguish on his face. „But please, Master. Surely, there can be another wa-„

„We already discussed this, Kreacher," he replied with a sigh, „And I think we concluded that there isn't. So come on, take me to the place," he offered his hand to the elf, and soon enough the musky air of Number 12 Grummuald's Place was replaced with the cold enviroment of a dark cave. The place where Regulus Black said his last words, thought his last thoughts, breathed his last breath.

I only did what you would've wanted for me to do in the end.