Hello again, my lovely readers. So, this chapter is short, and the next one is a bit longer. I want to thank those who have reviewed, and bug you guys for more reviews. Next chapter I'll see if you guys are content with where I leave it, but if I get at least three reviews giving me ideas on where to go next, I'll continue it. Because I am a terrible author and have no idea how to continue haha. Anyways, I don't own Harry Potter, and enjoy :D
'…Kreacher?' I thought. Tom doesn't know Kreacher…but Regulus did… "I'm Hermione Granger…but, who are you?" I asked quietly.
"Regulus Black," he stated, also growing quiet. "And how did I get here, how did I get out of that cave, he was cursing me," his eyes grew hard, and his jaw set.
"Mr. Black-"
"Regulus, please," his request comforted me with it's familiarity. Not everything must have changed when he lost his memory.
"Regulus, what's the last thing you remember?" I inquired, trying to be tender with the confused man.
Regulus' eyes glazed over, his voice going monotonous, "can we discuss this somewhere else? I feel like he's watching me here."
My eyebrows knit together, "who's he?" I whispered.
'Voldemort' he mouthed, shoulders tensing. I nodded and pulled my wallet out of my purse. I left money on the table, we grabbed our coffees, and set off. When we got halfway down the street Regulus stopped and tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and looked at him questioningly. "Would you like me to carry anything for you?" he indicated to the books and drink in my hand. "It was rude of me not to ask," his eyes softened when he asked, and his gentle side was shining through. Apparently, in his time, he was trained as a gentleman. A welcomed change.
I smiled lightly, "no, thank you," I replied, "besides, we're almost at the apparition point, then once we got home we can talk. Sound good?" Regulus nodded in response. We kept walking down the road until we reached the Leaky Cauldron. From within, I heard Tom's voice in conversation with Hagrid.
"'Ello 'ermione," Hagrid called out. I walked over and greeted him with a hug.
"Hagrid?" Regulus questioned, a smile developing on his face.
Hagrid dropped his mug, "Regulus Black?" he whispered, in shock. Regulus nodded beside me. "'ow'd you get 'ere? Ain't you s'pposed to be dead?" Hagrid whispered frantically.
"That's what I though, too," Regulus and I spoke at the same time.
Regulus threw a smirk in my direction, and I tried to ignore it as I continued speaking, "Yes, Hagrid, which is why we must be going. I have to figure this out. Hagrid nodded at what I said, but he was clearly still in shock. Then again, I could hardly blame him.
"Good day, Hagrid," Regulus said goodbye before latching onto my outstretched hand, allowing us to apparate away.
Before I could open my eyes I heard Regulus exclaim from next to me. "How do you know about this? Nobody except family knows where this house is!" I opened my eyes to see the buildings' usual shifting finish. I tossed my head in the direction of the house inferring to go forward. "Ladies first…" Regulus opened the door for me and smiled. I could tell the smile was only out of politeness, though.
"Thank you, Regulus. You know you are the only person who has ever held the door for me?"
Regulus looked surprised at the statement as he followed me through the door. "Three things; one, that is ridiculous. Two, I hope my amnesia-ridden self did as well. Lastly, how do you know of this place?"
I opened my mouth to respond when Harry called from upstairs, "Hermione, is that you?"