Takes place a day after the last chapter, to start off with Harry and Nigel bonding a little and Harry gives Nigel a little surprise to cheer him up. Then it goes to where they rescue Regulus but he won't reveal anything until the next chapter.

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Harry woke the next morning to find Sev gone from their bed. He touched the space where Severus slept and felt it was still somewhat warm, and then spotted a note on the pillow.

Harry,

Had to leave early with Cissa and Lucius, didn't want to wake you up since you sleep lightly. I'll return maybe tonight after dinner I can't quite be sure.

Look after Nigel, Joan and mother have gone out for the day. Draco and Ginny will likely stay in their wing of the Manor.

Be careful.

Love,

Severus

Short and to the point, just like Severus. Harry sat up, stretched, and let out a yawn before getting out of the bed. He checked the clock to see it was near nine-thirty, so he could ask the elves to bring him some breakfast after he changed.

Taking out his favorite blue shirt and black pants, Harry quickly made himself look decent and put his wand in his pocket.

"Elsie!" he called the main house elf in charge.

"Yes Master Harry?"

"Could you bring me some breakfast please?" she bowed.

"What does Master Harry wish to eat?" Harry thought for a quick minute.

"Just some sausage and eggs, and some juice."

"Elsie be getting Master Harry's breakfast, Elsie be back in a jiffy!" she disappeared with a pop and Harry figured after he ate he'd go visit Nigel, figured he could use the company since his boyfriend was still alive and trapped in a mental madhouse.

'Wait a minute…!' "Kreacher!" the old house elf of Grimmauld Place appeared before him with a pop.

"Master Harry Potter called Kreacher?"

"Yes, listen do you know if any of your former Master Regulus' things are still at Grimmauld?" the elf's eyes widened a little at him.

"Y-Yes…Kreacher has left everything as it once was in Master Regulus' room." Harry bent down to the old elf's eye level.

"I need to know…did he ever keep a photo album or a picture of himself with someone, a man maybe?" Kreacher went silent for a few minutes, and then his eyes widened again.

"Kreacher remembers such a picture, a picture of Master Regulus with his love many years ago." That made Harry feel relieved.

"Can you bring it please? Quickly." Kreacher nodded and disappeared, and then Elsie appeared.

"Elsie has returned with Master Harry's breakfast." She set the tray down on the bed and bowed again. "Does Master Harry need anything else?"

"No thank you Elsie." She vanished again and Harry ate while he waited for Kreacher to show up again. The food was wonderful; these elves really knew how to cook delicious food; and then another pop echoed in his ears.

"Kreacher has returned as Master Harry Potter requested." Kreacher had a picture frame in his hands and he passed it to Harry. The picture was a photo of a seventeen or eighteen year old Regulus Black with his arms around a seventeen year old Nigel, smiling and kissing his cheek.

"Do you know who that is with Regulus Kreacher?" he pointed to Nigel's face.

"That is Nigel…Kreacher remembers Master Regulus talking about him in his journal."

"He told you about him?" Kreacher nodded. "Kreacher…did you ever meet Regulus' boyfriend?" Kreacher shook his head that time. "Would you like to?"

"Master Regulus is gone…boyfriend left…" Harry shook his head.

"No Kreacher, he's here, Regulus' boyfriend is here." Kreacher looked at him in disbelief. "Do you want to see him?" Kreacher nodded at first, but then shook his head.

"Kreacher cannot…Kreacher must not see boyfriend or Kreacher will relive horrible memories…" the elf buried his face in his hands and trembled violently. Harry stood up and tried to stay calm, because the last time this happened was when Kreacher told them about Voldemort's locket.

"It's ok Kreacher, you don't have to. Go home, rest up for a bit alright?" Kreacher disappeared without another word, Harry held onto the photo and pushed his now empty tray aside.

'Time to go see Nigel.' He breathed in and left his room, looking around for Nigel in any place he could've been. The dining hall, the living room, the main study, his second bedroom, all that was left was the wing.

Harry walked around for twenty minutes before finding the exact same door Sev had showed him a couple of days ago. Harry knocked on the door and didn't get a response.

"Nigel?" no answer. "It's Harry, I need to talk to you." Still no answer, up until the door opened a crack revealing a bloodshot red eye. "Hey…"

"Hey." His voice was monotone.

"Can I come in? I'd like to show you something." Nigel nodded stiffly and let Harry in through the door. Nigel looked like he hadn't slept all night, probably anxious about being able to see Regulus again after so many years. "How're you holding up?" Nigel shrugged.

"Not so good." Monotone again.

"He's going to alright Nigel, I'm sure of it."

"How can you be? You never met him remember?"

"But if he's anything like his brother, he won't give up so easily." Harry turned to him. "Sirius told me a little about him, that he was the favorite son because he followed what his parents wished for him to do, but neither they nor he knew what the Dark Lord would do to achieve his goals. That's why he defected."

"I know."

"Look, I know you loved Regulus and I know he loved you. He never stopped loving you and even if he was locked in an unknown place for a while I'm pretty sure he had a reason to keep going." Harry moved the picture from behind his back. "He kept this in his room." Nigel's eyes widened at the picture, and his hands reached over slowly to take it from Harry's.

"T-That's…"

"Kreacher, Regulus' old house elf was left to me, I'm his new master. I asked him to get that, because I know you'd want to have something here when he comes back. You'll have a lot to catch up on." Nigel held the photo with trembling hands, then out of the blue Harry found himself wrapped up in the older man's arms.

"Thank you." He held Harry tight and Harry carefully hugged him back until Nigel let go. "Thank you Harry, I'm sorry for what I said earlier, but if there's anything I can do to repay you or Severus then please just…"

"Whoa whoa slow down there; let's just wait until we hear from everyone else. Then we'll talk…" he patted Nigel's shoulder. "Look, I don't want to reopen any wounds…but why don't you tell me a little about Regulus? He is going to be part of the family isn't he?" Nigel gave a light smile.

"Sure…well for one thing he was hard-headed but sweet, sometimes he'd get slightly angry but then it'd be funny watching him make an idiot out of himself." Harry laughed. "He did tease me a good bit, but he always made up for it."

"Sounds like Sirius." Nigel leaned against the wall.

"He….he used to tell me about Sirius more than half the time." Harry's eyes widened slightly.

"He did? What did he say?"

"Used to say how he envied Sirius, being brave enough to leave their family and have friends to support him. Regulus said that the only true friends he had were Severus and Malfoy, he could tell them everything, except about me of course." Harry thought for a minute, then remembered Kreacher told him once that Regulus wanted to leave the family. "He wanted to run away with Sirius, but your dad and Remus didn't like him that much so he didn't know what to do."

"He was afraid." Nigel nodded.

"Regulus may have been the favorite son of his family, but even he hated being a Black." Harry understood, Sirius and Regulus were born into a crazy family, but both of them besides Andromeda and now Narcissa had the strength to go against the family's wishes.

"Well…he had you that's for sure." Harry smiled. "He loved you enough even if the Blacks and the Prince family have their differences." Nigel looked at him stunned. "Sev told me before we were married, that the Prince and the Black family feuded years ago for some reason and that it broke the friendship between the two."

"Never really understood that, mother never talked much about it." Harry shrugged.

"Oh well it's old news anyway."

"Look Harry, the reason I never told anyone I was gay was because well…my…" Nigel seemed to be lost in thought.

"Your dad wouldn't approve?"

"No he accepted Severus was gay, so did mother and Joan."

"Then why wouldn't you…?"

"My grandparents, both of them were real heavy on the whole pureblood thing but they still tolerated Severus. At least until he came out of the closet…" oh yeah, even if the grandparents couldn't accept it the parents could. "When Severus told them he wasn't attracted to women they lost it, grandfather called him a faggot, queer, son of a bitch all the names in the book. Grandmother just cried and didn't look at him. She never spoke to him again, and grandfather just…just glared and put him down every chance he got. I saw what was happening and I didn't do anything to stop it, nor did I reveal my own love like I wanted to. They expected me and Joan to marry the 'right people', some pureblood wizard of great status for Joan, and she married a man of middle class, and they wanted to set me up with the worst possible choice of a wife."

"Who?" Harry leaned in to hear more closely.

"You really want to know?"

"Uh…yeah." Nigel took a deep breath and looked straight at Harry's face.

"Bellatrix Lestrange." Harry about fell of his feet and rolled around on the floor laughing like a hyena. He held his gut as it tightened with his loud laughter.

"B-B-Bella…Bellatrix….L-Lestrange? They wanted you to marry that crazy harlot?" he laughed again and Nigel went beet red.

"Ok it's really not that funny…" Harry slowed his laughter and his breathing returned to normal.

"I'm sorry…it's just the idea of Severus being related to the Dark Lord's crazy whore is hilarious." He wiped a tear from his eye and fixed his glasses. "Now tell me more…"

Meanwhile:

Kingsley, Severus, Narcissa and Lucius were all just on the outskirts of London right by the seaside ports, each one up and ready for the big rescue on Regulus. Kingsley had the papers for Regulus' release ready and Narcissa had her family priorities straightened out in case she had reason to convince the bastards to free her little cousin.

"We have it all?" Lucius.

"Everything needed to get him out of here." Kingsley sighed and disapparated them to the front of 'Hodgkin's Home for Incurably Ill', and the place looked as bad as its reputation. It was made of red brick, cement roof, dusty windows, horrible dirty steps and everything that matched along with the broken barbed wire fence surrounding the front. "Let's move."

They walked inside straight to the front desk seeing all kinds of people in the front dressed in blue and white outfits, possibly residents and doctors. Several of them had bandages on their arms, foreheads, temples, anywhere visible to the human eye.

"Can I help you?" a woman about Narcissa's age but with brown eyes and red hair came over, eyeing Lucius and Severus.

"We're here to take custody of one of your patients." Kingsley handed her the documents and she read them over. "A man named Regulus Black." She looked up from the document.

"Sorry we don't have anyone here with that name." she handed Kingsley the paper and he held out a picture of a younger Regulus and a birth certificate.

"This man, is he here?" she looked at the picture and nodded.

"Yes but his name is Gellert Dumbledore, not Regulus Black."

"This is a copy of his birth certificate and his status from the Black family, it's all legit ma'am." She eyed over the documents carefully and went back to the front desk.

"I see…unfortunately I can't release him without permission from a close relative." Narcissa marched forward and put her hands on the desk.

"I'm his cousin, second cousin to be precise and that's as close as you'll get. Now what room is Regulus in?" the woman just eyed Narcissa and sighed.

"He's on the fourth floor, isolation ward room 412. Just a minute…" she pushed a button and spoke into a microphone. "Richards to the front please." Some minutes later a tall dark skinned man appeared. "Take them to room 412, Mr…Dumbledore is leaving." The man nodded and turned to Narcissa.

"Right this way." They followed him towards the elevator and Severus leaned over to whisper to Kingsley.

"This is like a muggle institute, how could Regulus be here when he could use magic to escape?"

"The ministry binds everyone's magic here, so Dumbledore must've bound his magic and taken his wand, that would explain most of it. Regulus will have to fill us in on the rest." The elevator came to a stop and the dials read 4th floor; the man took out some keys and led them to the end of the hall to a black door with a two way window.

"Don't understand why you're here for him, stupid kid snapped years ago." He unlocked the door and showed Regulus, pale, sunken, and afraid backing into the corner on his messy bed.

"Reg…Reggie…." Narcissa walked in slowly with her hands in front of her. "It's ok Regulus, it's me Cissy remember?" the poor man looked through his shaggy black hair, limp against his face. His eyes were sunken like his skin, with black circles underneath just like in the photo.

"C-Cissy…?" Narcissa smiled softly.

"It's me Reggie…you remember?" she tried to reach for him and he pulled back hastily.

"No, no it's a trick! Narcissa left me here!" Narcissa shook her head.

"No Regulus, I never left you and neither did Severus or Lucius. We didn't know you were here, we just found out yesterday…" he looked at her with disbelief. "We're here to take you home sweetie."

"H-Home?" she nodded and held out her arms.

"Home, to Nigel." Regulus' head snapped up higher and he started to sob. She took him into her arms and held him tightly. "It's ok Reggie, it's ok." She rubbed his back and looked up at Kingsley.

"We'll need all of his things." He turned to the man who led them here.

"Doesn't have much, take him if you want him." He turned and left them alone; Narcissa just sighed as she let her baby cousin sob in her arms.

Regulus Black was finally going home.

Next one brings Regulus' part in this, and then the big reunion for him and Nigel.

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Later!