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Regulus always felt betrayed by Sirius, but when the Dark Lord asks him to kill Sirius, he has to make a choice. Can he change his thoughts on Sirius and forgive him? Is he willing to die to save his brother? Or how Regulus made the choice to die in 1979, AU

AN: I KNOW THAT ALPHARD BLACK DIED BEFORE REGULUS, BUT HE WORKS WITH THE STORY

Change your thoughts. Change your life. -Lao Tzu

"Regulus, you're going to make a trench if you keep pacing," Severus Snape rolled his eyes as the black pools followed his best friend while he stormed from one end of the room to the other and back.

"I don't care," Regulus growled. "You know what the Dark Lord is asking of me."

"Yes, and I don't see why it's a big deal. "

Regulus snarled as he spun to face Severus, who resisted the urge to take a step back; an angry Black-especially an angry Regulus, who so rarely got ticked off, much less utterly mad- is not something you want to tangle with.

"Not a big deal? He's asking me to kill my brother!" Regulus roared. "You know I can't do that!"

"Why not? You hate Black; he left you in that Hell House!" Snape shouted, his protective ways, which no one except his mother, Regulus, and Lily has ever seen, kicking in.

"Yes, but he's still my brother, the one that let me crawl into his bed during thunderstorms or after a nightmare. The one that held me and put his hands over my ears while our parents would fight. When I broke a vase or left a toy out or whatever stupid reason my parents needed to beat the hell out of me, he was the one that took the blame.

"No matter what he did, I will never stop loving him. What would you do if the Dark Lord were asking you to kill Lily? Would you-could you- do it?"

Severus swallowed. "No."

"That's like this," Regulus murmured. "I can't kill him. I have to warn him."

"But betraying the Dark Lord is suicide!" Severus protested.

"I know... but worshipping the Dark Lord is suicide as well, especially when you don't want to," Regulus pointed out. "Please, Sev, I have seven days to kill Sirius. This means I have seven days to warn him and go on a mission to bring the Dark Lord down. I will aid the Chosen One, even if it gets me killed in the process."

Severus looked ready to cry, which was saying something because even when his dad was beating him with a belt, he never cried.

"Reg, I-I've lost so many people. I can't lose you, too."

"Sev, you're my best friend. You'll always be my best friend, the big brother that I always needed after Sirius started school. Thank you, but the old man was right about one thing: sometimes we have to choose between what is right and what is easy."

Severus sobbed, leaping forward and embracing Regulus. "You may be a noble idiot, but you are right. I'll cover for you as long as I can, and I will make sure that everyone knows you're dead."

"Thank you, Sev. Now, I must go. The Grim Reaper is waiting."

After one last hug, Regulus raised his wand, and with a crack, he was gone.

Forever.

Regulus knew where Sirius got a drink every night after Auror Training; Barty had taken him to the same place on a Tuesday night after a particularly bloody murder. Sirius had been there, and Regulus had used that as an excuse to go home and freely puke his guts out.

Sure enough, his older brother was there, sitting at the bar. He looked the same as he had all those months ago with a clean shaven face and black hair that had not one strand of gray. Yet. With this war, Sirius would probably have a head of gray hair or be bald before he was forty.

Regulus slowly crossed the lawn of grass to enter the building- a small, out of the way bar that few knew about, meaning that there were only three people inside, including Sirius.

Regulus slid onto the bar stool beside his brother, waving at the bar tender, who nodded. It wasn't rare for Regulus to come here, but he usually came after a Death Eater meeting, which could be three or four AM. That Tuesday was the only time he and Sirius had crossed paths.

Regulus stared at Sirius until his brother looked up, opened his mouth to ask what he was staring at, but he stopped dead.

Regulus suppressed a smile. Stopped dead. Did that count as a pun or an inside joke or whatever? Regulus had never been good with understanding humor as it was seldom used in his own home.

"Reg," Sirius whispered, displaying his shock. He hadn't called him that since before school.

"Hey, Siri, how's life?" Regulus stated, catching his drink as the bar tender slid it across the table.

Sirius opened his mouth to say something before he stopped. "Wait, how did he... I didn't even see you order."

Regulus barked a laugh. "Sirius, a Death Eater is sitting beside you, and that's what you ask."

Sirius almost blushed; it did sound pretty stupid. But Sirius Black had no shame, so he simply slipped out his wand and laid it on the table, close at hand.

Regulus saw this, and he took out his own and laid it on the table, sliding it across the table to rest beside Sirius's.

Sirius was shocked at how easy his little brother had handed over his wand, but he didn't show it. "Why are you here, Reg?"

"I'm here to warn you.

"Becoming a death eater was not what I thought it would be. Not in the slightest. I don't want to kill, never have, never will. And I most certainly don't want to watch Bella torture people; if our parents had told me about this part of being a Death Eater, I would've been more like you. Or maybe I wouldn't. I guess we'll never know.

"The point is I came here to warn you."

Sirius started. "Warn me? About what?"

"The Dark Lord is after you. He thinks that killing you will weaken the Potters and bring them out of hiding." Regulus took a deep breath. "He wanted me to do it."

Sirius wouldn't meet his eyes. "And why didn't you?"

"Look, we may not be as close as we used to be, but you're still the big brother that protected me from our parents, thunderstorms, and everything in between. I thought I'd repay the favor."

"But can't you get killed for it?"

"Of course, but when you're practically dead, being literally dead is a vacation."

"But-"

"Sirius, I can be as stubborn as you. It's you or me, and you've got more to live for.

"Good luck in the war, Siri. So long, big brother."

And then, Regulus snatched up his wand and vanished with a soft Pop!

Sirius looked everywhere: Snape's house, Barty's home, Grimmauld Place. Regulus was nowhere.

He moved in with Remus, casting so many wards, Merlin himself couldn't break them down. And everyday, he sat by the table, awaiting an envelope that bore the Black Family Crest.

And just as Sirius suspected, the dreaded letter came less than a month later.

Sirius Black,

I regret to inform you, but your brother, after missing for three weeks, is assumed dead. His funeral and will reading are tomorrow at noon.

-Alphard Black

Sirius attended, dressed in his best clothes, and sat in the back to avoid any drama with the family. If there was a time he would be respectful and serious, it was at a funeral.

"We are gathered here today to honor Regulus Arcturus Black, born August 11, 1961 and assumed to have died on July 13, 1979 at the age of eighteen."

The funeral droned on, but Sirius didn't take his eyes off of the headstone (just the headstone. There wasn't a body to bury).

"Now, his will," the preacher announced. "Upon the moment of my death, I, Regulus Arcturus Black, will give everything I own, including the title of Head of the House Black and Grimmauld Place, to my older brother Sirius."

Items fell from hands; jaws hit the floor; heads spun around.

"In addition, as the Head of the House Black, I want any and all disowned family members, included but not limited to Sirius Orion Black, Andromeda Tonks, and Bianca Likens, to be accepted back into the family. Maybe they can make the Black family truly great again in more ways than one," the preacher finished.

Sirius saw Andy blinking away tears near the front, and they made eye contact.

She nodded, and he nodded back.

Regulus Black would not be forgotten. He'd make sure of it.

Also, Bianca Likens is my OC. She's Walburga's sister and was disowned after being sorted into Gryffindor and caught kissing another girl (I always assumed that the Black Family was prejudiced against anyone different).

Now, if you would like to suggest a character out of the ones listed below, I would gladly do a one shot on them. Sorry if a character you want isn't on the list, but these are the ones I'm most familiar with and therefore, write best about. You can suggest another character, but depending on who it is, I can't promise I'll do a one shot. Just wanted to tell you.

*Harry Potter

-Draco Malfoy

-Colin Creevey

-Percy Weasley

-Regulus Black

-Sirius Black

*Percy Jackson

-Leo Valdez

-Nico Di Angelo

-Travis and Connor Stoll

*Kane Chronicles

-Carter Kane

*Powerless by Matthew Cody

-Daniel Corrigan

Goodbye!