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Edited: 12/30/15
Chapter 2:
Regulus didn't leave the house by himself again for the rest of Sirius' Christmas break. After getting out of the shock he'd had when Lulu had unexpectedly comforted him, he felt a bit surprised with himself. Regulus didn't know what had gotten into him, she was a muggle. Even though she was nice, she was still a muggle and he should have left as soon as he'd found out that she was there. But... something had made him stay, and he didn't want anything to happen to Lulu so he wouldn't go again. If his mother found out about what had happened, Sirius' punishment would seem like a slap on the wrist compared to what she would do to him and maybe she'd go after Lulu too. So he'd just have to forget about her, it wasn't like they could ever be friends really.
Regulus shifted on his chair, hair falling across his eyes as he stared blankly down at the book on his lap, he hadn't even turned from that page in all that morning that he'd been there. Tears threatened to fall as he thought of his other problem, his brother. Sirius was keeping his distance. Whenever Regulus tried to talk to him, Sirius would just leave the room or if they were eating, would completely ignore him.
The youngest Black was devastated, he couldn't take being ignored like that from the one person that he enjoyed being around. Sure he had his mother and father, but they didn't really speak to him like Sirius did. Sirius was basically his best and only friend other than Kreature, and he missed talking to him like they used too. They'd go and have their fun in one of the forgotten rooms, playing, and acting oh so childish.
Of course he had his cousins Bellatrix, Andromeda, and Narcissa but two of them were unbearable to be around (Not to mention obnoxious) and Andromeda was a lot older then he, plus she didn't really like him as much as she liked Sirius. Sirius was her favorite person in the Black family, but Regulus didn't really mind because Sirius was his favorite too.
Regulus put the book down with a heavy sigh and glanced out the window. It was snowing, the little falling snowflakes were plummeting from every single direction. Some of them had a little whirlwind going, but that stopped quickly as it separated. After that one disappeared, Regulus tried to see if he could find another one. He hadn't gotten much luck finding another, when an owl left from a window on one of the bedroom floors. Regulus stared in wonder as the owl's face turned towards him. Regulus was mesmerized, its face was shaped like a heart. He'd never thought that there would be a creature that was shaped like that. It was beautiful, and elegant. It wasn't Sirius' owl(he wasn't supposed to be sending letters), or his parents. It must have been one of his mother or father's friends owl, Regulus thought as is disappeared behind a sheet of snow.
"What are you looking at, Regulus?" His mother asked. Regulus turned to face her quickly. He hadn't even noticed that she had entered the room.
"Mother, can I have an owl with a heart shaped face for when I get into Hogwarts? Like the one that just left you or father a letter?" Regulus asked eagerly, eyes shining bright.
The look on his mother's face made his world fall. The words that came out of her mouth made him sick to his stomach.
"Your father is at the ministry. The only one on the second floor is your brother." Walburga sneered the last part as she left the room. "And he's not supposed to be sending letters to those mudbloods, let alone receiving any owls from them."
Regulus felt his heart squeeze in pain. He'd gotten his brother into trouble again, why was this happening? The tears threatened to spill as he heard his mother's voice drift down the stairs. Sirius shouted something back at her, then a terrible silence followed. The silence was worse then the shouting had been, it was more dreadfully disturbing.
Regulus sank to the floor, and hid his face in his knees. He'd done it again, he'd gotten Sirius in trouble. What was wrong with him? Couldn't he do anything right?
Tears fell, soaking his pants where his head rested.
"Master Regulus, what is wrong?" Kreature's voice broke through his thoughts and Regulus threw himself at the little house elf almost tackling him to the floor.
"Kreature, it's all my fault!" Regulus sobbed into the little elf's shoulder.
The elf looked surprised for a second, before hesitantly patting him gently on the back. "No, master Regulus. It is not your fault, your brother knew he wasn't supposed to send letters. You have no fault in his punishment. Now, let's go to the kitchen. I'll make you a nice tea that should calm you down Master Regulus."
Regulus sniffed once more and pushed himself up from his knees. Kreature grabbed his hand and led him past the stairs, down the hall and into the kitchen.
"But… Kreature… it is my fault. I keep making trouble for him! I shouldn't have asked for an owl, mother would have never found out if I hadn't!" Regulus cried as Kreature pushed him onto a chair.
"Master Regulus, your brother is a trouble seeker. He wants to push his levels to see how far he can go without getting caught. Now, if you told a lie about him to Mistress Walburga, then it would be your fault. You did no such thing, therefore, you are not at fault. Now, take a drink of this, it will calm you down." Kreature placed a cup in front of Regulus who stared at it for a few seconds before picking it up and taking a small sip.
As Kreature turned to go fix up a chicken pot pie for him, Regulus muttered to himself. "It's still my fault. He's going to hate me for the rest of our lives."
A Few Days Before Christmas:
Regulus fixed the collar of his dress robes, it was itching like crazy. He didn't know why he had to go to this stupid Christmas Ball thing, it wasn't like it was for anyone younger than twelve. Sure, the pureblood families met and sometimes made arranged marriages, but he wasn't even eleven yet, why did he have to go?
"Master Regulus, Master and Mistress are waiting for you in the sitting room." Kreature said appearing by Regulus' open door.
"Thank you, Kreature… is Sirius ready?" Regulus asked hesitantly as he turned towards the house elf.
"Yes Master Regulus." Kreature said before disappearing.
Regulus walked out of his room and headed towards Sirius' room, the door was open and when Regulus peaked in, the room was deserted. No Sirius in sight. He must have left as soon as he was ready.
Regulus' shoulders dropped in disappointment, Sirius was obviously still mad. He turned away and headed towards the stairs. As he climbed down, Regulus kept having to stop because the bottom of his dress robes kept getting caught under the heel of his shoes. On the last step he barely saved himself from falling flat on his face by catching onto the side railing.
The snigger made Regulus' face turn red. His eyes darted around and found Sirius smirking at him. It wasn't a nice smirk either. Regulus gulped and looked at his feet as he walked into the sitting room, followed by a still sniggering Sirius.
"Finally, you two need to learn to dress faster. We wouldn't want to offend our host by completely missing the Ball. Now grab a hold of your father." Walburga said with a disapproving frown as her offspring shuffled to their father's side.
Soon after that, the family of four arrived at the Malfoy Mansion. While their parents greeted their hosts, Sirius and Regulus disappeared into the crowd. Sirius left Regulus a few seconds after that and Regulus found himself wandering through a crowd of people he didn't even know all that well. In the distance, Regulus caught a glimpse of Sirius and Andromeda but he knew he wouldn't be welcomed. After looking around again, Regulus spotted an empty seat by a window and headed towards it while trying not to bump into anyone. Finally, after much swerving, Regulus made it to his destination. When he plopped down, Regulus found that he had a good view of the rooms occupants. He spotted his other cousin Bellatrix, then his parents who were talking to Lucius Malfoy. A couple of pureblood witches drifted over in his direction, they looked familiar to Regulus but he really wasn't going to make his presence known to them since they seemed occupied with their own conversation.
"I heard they moved from overseas. It's a pureblood family of five." One of the witches said to the other.
"Do you know their last name?" The other witch asked as she took a sip of her wine.
"I didn't quite catch it, all I heard was the man is an ambassador for their country. He and his wife were chosen out of three possible families. All their children will be transferred to Hogwarts, though the oldest will only be there for a year."
"This is exciting, a foreign bloodline." The one with the wine stated, her eye's calculating,
"Indeed." The other replied as they walked out of Regulus' hearing rang.
Regulus shook his head at the two gossipers, they probably wanted their children to get an arranged marriage with the newcomers children. He felt sorry for them.
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