When I will refuse…
Regulus Black was walking through the London in cold August rain. The rain and sudden limbs freezing wind sent all decent muggles to their homes and families. But not him. He was walking.
The reason of the unusual behaviour of the nineteen years old Unspeakable was a moral dilemma. He was ordered to break Unspeakables law. He was ordered to kill someone.
'I care about James 'Prat' Potter as for the dog dung on the pavement. Frank Longbottom was always kind guy and good Head Boy. But…'
Selling people was bad. Selling people was inhuman.
'If I agree to do it two families will die. If I agree to do it…'
In his imagination he saw face of his brother. Shock. Disbelieve. Rage…
"Sirius" he whispered.
His brother who started talking with him just few weeks ago, when he found out that Regulus hired a muggle apartment in London and moved out from their parents house. Sirius even hinted to him that he is working for a secret group who wants to get rid of Dark Lord.
Disappointment… Disbelieve… Sirius accusing eyes. The same shade of grey like his own…
Regulus started shaking and fall on the ground. His knees hit the pavement painfully. But it wasn't important now.
Sirius Black. The One Who Refused. Who refused to be like other Blacks.
Sirius. Who Regulus loved the most in his family.
Nothing was worth that look of disappointment in Sirius eyes. Nothing. Sirius who didn't knew how much important for Regulus was the fact that they were starting to talk with each other again. Sirius who will never know how proud of him Regulus was…
"I will not disappoint you Sirius" Regulus whispered into cold rain "When I will refuse I will be killed… But I will die happy knowing that in your eyes I made myself worth of being your brother"
Regulus decided. He will refuse…
