"Regulus, kill that blood traitor of a brother. Kill him, Regulus. Kill Sirius Black…"
With every step he took, heading upstairs to his room, he heard Voldemort's voice in his head.
When he got upstairs he looked in the mirror. Though he was only three years younger than his brother, he was a lot smaller. Besides that, the only main difference between the two was that Sirius' eyes were gray, and Regulus' eyes were blue. Now though his blue eyes were red and puffy from agonizing tears. His face was splotchy and his hair was sticking up oddly. He had a blanket wrapped around his shoulder and he wearily rubbed his tired eyes.
"Why would he think I would do it?" Regulus asked his reflection."I could," He added quickly. "But I won't."
Regulus shook his head slowly. "No," he said, swaying slightly. Ignoring the bed in the center of his room, Regulus drew a blanket around him and curled up on the floor like a five-year-old. Closing his eyes he repeated, "No."
A/n: Short, sweet and to the point. I'm going on a Regulus Rampage, so here's the result.