Sorry for abandoning you all; I am taking a week off to spend it with my family but that will mean I will have a little bit of time to write you a few chapters...

Chapter 34:

Who Cares What They Expect

Lily was sat in an almost empty library with only Peter Pettigrew for company, not that he was paying her any attention. Lily was sat just inside the library by the door. Peter was sat in his favourite, private corner. He was pulling at his hair in concern. He didn't know what to think; he'd lied to his friends. He'd betrayed them and he just knew they'd find out. He wondered if there was a way to get a message to Regulus but he couldn't imagine there was; not without getting caught.

Not that Regulus would go along with the lie anyway, Peter thought to himself, he'd get expelled for sure. There was no way that Regulus would allow him to put all the blame on him. Peter looked down at the textbook in front of him, before sighing. He couldn't concentrate on studying when he was certain that Dumbledore would find out that he had lied and would end up expelling him. He shut the book and threw it back on the desk before storming out of the library. Lily waited for a few minutes before following him out the door.

Sirius had his brother glued to a chair in an empty classroom, sitting on the edge of the teacher's desk he waited for Regulus to wake up. Sirius was growing impatient. He began tapping his foot on the floor, glancing out the window, he could see the Quidditch pitch. He thought back over what Peter had told them the night before. He couldn't believe that Peter would betray them but he didn't have much choice. He heard a splutter from his brother; he turned to see Regulus open his eyes, "Sirius?"

"Shut up," Sirius replied coldly.

"Why can't I move?" Regulus was getting scared.

"I've cast a spell… you idiot," Sirius laughed bitterly. "I've got some questions for you."

"Well I'm not answering them," Regulus frowned.

"Yes, you will," Sirius told him. "Who told you to do it?"

"I'm not telling you," Regulus replied proudly.

"This isn't a game Regulus! Who told you to do it?"

"I didn't bloody say it was; I'm fucking tied to a chair, clearly this isn't a game."

Sirius stepped forward from his spot on the edge of the desk, "I will hit you."

"I don't doubt it, you shit," Regulus replied bitterly.

"Who – the fuck – told you to do it?" Sirius asked, "because there is no way you came up with this plan alone."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Regulus replied.

"Yeah you do," Sirius shook his head in despair. He leaned in close, "the death eaters have finally dragged you in haven't they?"

"What the hell are you on about?"

"That's the only reason I can think of," Sirius replied, "I know you can't cast that spell – you have to mean it – and you couldn't do it," Sirius sighed, "I saw you – you failed."

"I would have done it," Regulus said angrily.

"You aren't capable of it," Sirius told his little brother, "I know you…"

"No you fucking don't," Regulus replied.

"Yes I do," Sirius answered him, "they want you to take the mark don't they?"

Regulus looked at his brother sadly, "don't be an idiot Sirius, I'm in fucking school – they won't let me take the mark, at least not for another six months… but trust me I wish they'd let me."

"No you don't," Sirius almost whispered.

"Yes I bloody do," Regulus grinned, "I want to be a fucking death eater, I want to…"

"No you don't," Sirius repeated himself.

"Yes I do, I want our parents to be proud of at least one of us."

Sirius tried to pretend that he wasn't hurt by his brother's words, "what about Rebecca?"

"What about her?" Regulus lied, "I was using her; I needed to get into your tower and she practically flung herself at me."

"That's bollocks and you know it," Sirius frowned.

"Sure, if you say so," Regulus laughed, "as if you've never used a girl… we just use them for different things. You use yours for sex whilst I use mine for my evil, deatheater ways."

"How did you get him to do it?" Sirius asked.

"A bit of manipulation…" Regulus laughed.

"Did one of your deateater mates put him under the imperius curse?" Sirius asked.

"Is that what he's telling you?" Regulus grinned.

"That's what he told Dumbledore; he told him you did it, but I know you didn't because I saw you try and you couldn't do it."

Regulus laughed, "Well I guess I'll be speaking to Dumbledore soon."

"So what happened?"

"What the hell makes you think I'm going to tell you?" Regulus retaliated.

"Because I'm not letting you out of that chair until you do," Sirius responded.

"Ohh! How will I cope?!" Regulus chuckled. He was saving time – he needed to think. It might not be a bad idea to blame it on the deatheaters. He'll be useful and I don't want to be expelled.

"Come on Reg; you know you don't have to do it," Sirius told him.

"Yes I do; I'm a Black and I'm bloody proud of it. Mum and Dad expect me to become a deatheater."

"Who cares what they expect?"

"I do; you might not want to make them proud but I do."

"I know man but you don't need to," Sirius frowned, "you could do anything you want. You could date Rebecca properly. Get a real job. You don't want to be a murderer, Regulus. It's not you."

"You don't know me anymore, Sirius. I might not have cast the spell on him but I'm still responsible for it. It was my idea; even if one of the older students had to do it for me," he lied to his brother.

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