DISCLAIMER : I don't own anything from Harry Potter. Everything is from J.K. Rowling but the O.C. is something that I invented.

Mistakes are all mine. English is not my native language but I'll try my best.

Finally , another chapter.

Lean on me, when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on

Bill Whiters – Lean on me

Third year = The Boggart

He had to find her, he just had to. Running down the hallway, a sight that would raise some strange questions if someone saw him, but luckily nobody did, he thought about where she could be. Thinking back about the awful DADA lesson, he just knew he had to make sure she was fine.

She was his friend and she needed him. Finally coming to a halt, Regulus looked outside and saw a small figure running towards the Forbidden forest. A figure with long blond curling hair and a yellow and black scarf wrapped around its neck.

Turning around, he quickly made his way outside and walked (in a very quick pace, not ran, people could see him now. Slytherins are known for their self-preservation which would make them run in the face of danger but running without a certain reason was unheard of , even for a Slytherin) towards the place he had last seen her.

Stopping, he pulled out his wand (it was the Forbidden Forest after all) and listened.

A soft sobbing could be heard and he followed the noise, walked a little into the forest, where he found her.

Her back was against a tree, her arms wrapped around her knees and her long hair was obscuring her face, her shoulders were shaking which each sob and Regulus couldn't help but think he had never seen her so small and broken.

Slowly making his way towards her, he took a seat next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

She pulled away but he grasped her tighter, turning her body towards him so that her head was against his chest. After a good ten minutes, the crying had stopped and she turned her head up, looking into his grey eyes.

"Thank you Regulus." She whispered.

He wanted to make some lame joke to ease the tension but he bit his tongue at the last second and said: "It's not a problem."

"Are you alright?" he asked.

Lina nodded her head and he couldn't help but notice how her blond curls bounced with the nodding of her head.

"I'm fine, let's go back towards the castle," she said, trying to get up but he held her firmly in place.

"If you ever want to talk about it, you know I'll be there," he said.

Looking into his grey eyes, she noticed the sincerity and nodded her head.

He noticed the conflict in her eyes, the need to tell someone but to be afraid to actually do it. But he also noticed the trust, trust she placed in him.

Sighing softly, she turned her body that now was completely against him and nodded.

"You know that I'm a halfblood, right?" she asked.

Regulus nodded, he knew and he did not care about that, which made him feel proud of himself, if he was honest. It clearly told him, he was not like his parents and more like his brother Sirius after all.

"Do you also remember that my mother died in first year?" she asked whispering, her eyes starting to tear up again.

Regulus nodded. He had been the one whom had comfort her when she had gotten the letter with the message her mother had passed away.

They had all been having breakfast, when the owls came as usual with the post. Lina had also gotten a letter, and he clearly remembered he had been watching her from the Slytherin table and noticed how suddenly her face became almost transparent like a ghost and how the tears started to roll down her face. She had quickly gotten up before any of her friends could ask questions and left the Great Hall.

He had followed her and found her at the top of the Astronomy tower, crying her eyes out. After a very long time, with a lot of sobs and sniffles, he had gotten the story of how her mother had died.

Cancer, the word had sounded so strange to his ears. He had never heard of it. Apparently it was a muggle disease, that lots and lots of muggles got, no matter the age or gender and very rarely it was something that a wizard or witch could get.

Unfortunate, her mother whom was a witch had gotten it, but not one wizard or healer had managed to find a cure for the disease in nearly thousand years. Because it was so rare for a witch or wizard to get the disease, they had never looked further for a cure.

Lina noticed, Regulus eyes were glazed over and in a matter of trust and affection she placed her hand on his cheek and stroked it.

"Are you okay?" she whispered.

"I'm fine, just thinking about something. Sorry, I should pay more attention to what you were saying."

"It's okay. I want to get this over with. Long story short Regulus, that Boggart was my father."

Regulus eyes grew in shock; remembering the Boggart for not even an hour ago: "This is your entire fault. Yours alone, Evangelina. You and that stupid magic your mother was so fond of. If magic is so great then why could it not safe her? Why did she die? It's nothing magic; it's useless just like you. You are a freak like her, not knowing anything about the real world, only the magical one…Useless piece of trash..;" the Boggart had stopped after that because the teacher had interfered and Lina had already bolted from the room.

"Why?" Regulus whispered.

"My dad is a muggle, you know that. I don't know but I guess he never really accepted that there was such a thing like magic. He loved my mother and me at one time but he started to resent us when mom got sick. He could not understand why magic could not safe her. He still doesn't understand it. And when my mom died, I guess he got so angry at the magical world and everything to do with it, he started to take his anger out on me." She whispered.

Pulling her towards his body, he looked her in the eyes, their noses touching.

"Does he ever hit you?" he asked, his eyes darkening at the mere thought of it.

Lina wanted to pull her head away, avoiding his gaze but he wouldn't let her.

"Sometimes, at first it was yelling and shouting, lately he likes to get more psychical, especially when he's drunk."

Regulus started to curse under his breath about stupid muggles and destroying them, but Lina shook her head, grabbing his face into her hands and now looking into her eyes.

"Reg, don't say that. Don't become one of them. One of those pureblood maniacs, I know you are not like them."

"But they...He…," he started to say but Lina shook her head.

"Just because my father is awful does not mean every single muggle is like that. Most of them aren't. Don't ever forget that, please?"

"I won't. I promise but I can't let you go back home, knowing what I know."

A soft smile appeared on Lina's face.

"You will have to. I can take care of myself."

"If anything ever happens, do you promise you will floo to my house?" Regulus asked.

Her green eyes grew wide. "But your parents… I can't…I just can't and…."

"Don't worry about them. Just promise me."

"I promise Reg."

Reg nodded and grabbed her hand, pulling her up. "Let's go back to class."

"Oh no, what will they think?" Lina asked.

"Nothing, and if they bother you, tell me and I'll take care of them."

Squeezing his hand Lina smiled. "Thank you, it's nice to know I can always lean on you."

About the cancer, I just wanted to show that magic is not everything. It cannot fix everything, there are still some things that are unknown to the magical world and I made cancer one of them.

This chapter is not completely like I wanted it to be but I've been having very little time recently and I wanted to give you guys something. So it became this.

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