AN: I LOVE this chapter. Reg becoming softer and softer for Bow every time makes my heart happy.

I stood outside of the shady pub called the Hog's Head, nervously bouncing on the balls of my feet. I was very alert of my surroundings, just waiting for him to arrive, but he hadn't just yet.

I'd been pleasantly surprised when I'd gotten Reg's note at breakfast this morning, his elegant scrawl was simple and to the point.

Daisy,

Will you please meet me outside the Hog's Head in Hogsmeade, at 2 o'clock today?

Sincerely,

R.B.

I'd then spent more time than I'd like to admit analysing the note.

First, he had called me Daisy, which was only the third time he'd called me by my first name (yes, I'd been counting), but seeing it on paper made me decide that it was most definitely time to tell him to just call me Rainbow.

Second, when I'd recieved the note I had no idea what in the hell the Hog's Head was, but after some asking around I was told it was a pub on the outskirts of Hogsmeade that not many students frequented.

Third, the thing I'd been pondering the longest, the subtext of the note. Was this a date? People who asked other people to go to Hogsmeade meant it as a date. But he hadn't technically asked me to Hogsmeade, he'd just asked me to meet him there. At first I'd assumed it was to hang out but there could be several reasons why he'd want to meet. Right?

I'd actually already planned to visit a few spots in the village with the girls a few days prior, I'd been kind of looking forward to it. So it genuinely scared me how I was so quick to decide to ditch them to meet Regulus.

I saw a figure approach the bar, and I quickly realised it was Regulus. Finally.

"You're early." I said.

He turned to look at me, a bit of shock in his face. "You came?"

"Of course I came, you asked me to come."

The cold made the blush creeping up his cheek all the more obvious. "Yeah, I mean, I just - have you been here long?"

I looked at my feet. "Not really, five to ten minutes or so."

He gave me a look I didn't quite know how to describe, but it made the butterflies in my stomach riot. "So you got here half an hour early?"

I scoffed. "I wanted to make sure I got the right place, I'm new around here, remember?"

He smiled. "Sure."

I changed the subject. "What'd you want to see me for anyway?"

"Well, as has always been our unspoken agreement, it's not a good idea to be too friendly around school, and I happen to know a side of Hogsmeade that no other students frequent, I figured you might want to come with me. I mean, if you want, of course."

I smiled. "Why that's very thoughtful of you. I'd love to accompany you on this fine evening."

I took the arm Regulus offered and we went off down the street.

The deeper into town we walked, all I could see really were houses, the most curious wizard houses, many of which defied the laws of gravity.

"This part of town is mostly the houses of the wizards that actually live here, but further away there's a little market I think you'll like." Regulus explained.

I nodded. "You know, even though I've known about magic for almost eight years now, it still amazes me every day. Especially now that I'm in magic school."

I greeted a few witches that were sitting on their porches, two sets of wool scarfs knitting themselves in their laps.

"I've actually been meaning to ask you about how your whole Muggle at Hogwarts situation came about. You said you've known about magic for eight years." Regulus said, in the softest voice I'd ever heard him use.

I stayed quiet for a few seconds while my brain reeled. Was I seriously going to tell Regulus Black of all people all my secrets? Was I really thinking this through?

I stopped in my tracks, holding Regulus back by the arm.

He looked at me in confusion. Looking into his beautiful grey eyes, I knew I wanted nothing to ever jeopardise my relationship with him. God, I really was a goner, wasn't I?

We had stopped outside a cute little house, with a white framed window decorated with a few flower pots. There was a small garden right next to the wall, with a lot of plants I was sure had magical origins.

I stared at one specific yellow flower that looked like a daisy, but the centre had a dim amber glow, that rang along down the stem. "There's something else I should tell you."

Regulus stayed quiet but I could feel his gaze on me.

I took a breath. "I – do you remember... a girl called Lily Evans, who graduated last year?"

I turned to Reg to see him frowning. "Uh yeah, sure. She was friends with my brother, girlfriend of one of the guys in his little friend group, if I remember correctly."

I looked at the yellow flower again. "Yes, and she's also a muggleborn, and very involved in the fight against Voldemort."

He cringed at the name, but nodded. "Yeah, she's been mentioned in a few Death Eater meetings, I believe.

Oh, that information was so not necessary, I got a chill. "Uh well, she's my sister."

Regulus frowned. "Your sister?"

"Yes. My name is Daisy Evans, not Edwards."

"Huh."

"I found out about magic when I was ten, and Lily went to Hogwarts. She's always known about my Seer abilities, but it didn't occur to her until last year that they might have to do with magic and divination, so she told Professor Vablatsky about me, and she was really interested and wanted to run some tests and teach me to channel my abilities, so here I am." I ranted.

Regulus seemed to be taking it all in. "Uh alright. Compared to the other stuff, I'd say that's kind of less of a shock. I mean, I get why you kept it a secret."

"It was Dumbledore's suggestion, actually." I thought for another second. "There's one small thing you should probably know too."

He looked at me expectantly.

I bit my lip. "I'm kind of... friends with your brother."

Regulus's eyes widened. I think this was the reveal I'd seen him the most shocked in. "What?" He almost sounded scared.

"I mean, we're not like close friends or anything, I mean, we're friendly. I mean, we're maybe a little closer than one would be with your sister's boyfriend's best friend, but that's because James and him are practically attached at the hip, and they actually live in the same building as Lily and I, so we're neighbours too." I ranted, again.

Regulus still looked shocked. "Oh god."

"If it makes you feel better, I didn't actually know anything about you before coming here, I only knew Sirius had a brother."

Reg exhaled slowly, rubbed the back of his neck and turned away from me. "Have you talked to him lately?"

I avoided his eyes. "I – exchanged a couple of letters with him since coming to Hogwarts, and you remember that competition I went to a couple of weeks ago? James was supposed to come with us, but he wasn't able to in the end, so Sirius volunteered to come."

"So you saw him last week."

I nodded.

I could almost hear the gears in Reg's brain turning, before the crease between his brows slowly ceded. He sighed. "Alright."

He then turned back on the path, and offered his arm, which I gingerly took, and he walked me away from the yellow flower.

The next few minutes of our trek were quieter, I looked at all the quirky little houses more carefully, my favourite part about Hogsmeade was that it was fully a wizard town, so people did not bother at all hiding their magic. We passed a house were the garden was being watered by a floating water hose, another one where a toddler was zooming around on a tiny broom a few centimetres off the ground. It all made the place feel so alive.

Finally we arrived to a two storey building with large arches but no sort of markings indicating the name or any information about the place.

"There's all sort of food and stuff here they don't sell uptown, I'm sure you'll love it." Regulus said.

I instinctively snuggled closer to his side as a draft of wind blew past us.

We walked into the market to a very lively but also somehow chill scene. The place was filled with stands selling every product from odd food to beauty products. I immediately wanted to stop by every single stand, but I knew it would probably take more than a while.

So I pulled Regulus along to the place that had instantly captured my attention.

A witch that seemed to be in her thirties sat behind a very pink, very girly set up, and no kidding, she was probably the prettiest person I had ever seen, her hair was done to perfection, her outfit perfectly matched and even her skin seemed to have this glow about it.

I tried not to stare at the woman as I looked at the products laid out.

"See anything you like, hon?" The witch asked.

Look, I knew she was much older than me, but I still blushed. "Um, that hairbrush's pretty nice."

I pointed to a gold rimmed brush, with very soft looking white strands.

The woman smiled widely. "Oh that one's a popular one! It doesn't just untangle your hair, but it also washes it!"

My eyes widened. "Wow, that's awesome! Did you make that yourself?"

"Yes! I make all my products, that's why they're all guaranteed to work."

We chatted about some of the other products, and before I knew it I spent the majority of my money at the witch whose name I found out was Karyn's stand. But I can't be blamed for it, some of her stuff was really unbelievable, and I'm just a simple impressionable Muggle. Plus she had really great deals.

So I was now the proud owner of a magic hairbrush, an original Karyn Lipstick (which left absolutely no transfer and lasted a full twelve hours), nail polish that didn't chip, and eye drops that made your eyes change colour (that one was just for fun). And Karyn had just finished putting some sort of fake individual eyelashes on me, that supposedly would not fall off in six months.

I said goodbye to Karyn before Regulus dragged me away. "Alright, let's go see something you like now."

Regulus seemed a bit surprised at the request but wordlessly led me a few metres away to a stand filled with secondhand books.

"Oh. What kind of books do they sell here?" I asked Reg.

"All kinds. I've bought a few about potions that I'd never even heard of before. They also have a few Muggle books." Regulus looked through a nearby pile of books.

My brows raised. "And have you bought some of those Muggle books?"

His head tilted. "Uh yeah."

I smiled. "Ooh, like?"

He shrugged. "Mostly what Mr Urquhart recommends, Charles Dickens, Charlotte Brontë."

I gaped at him. "You've read Charlotte Brontë?"

He gave a small nod and shrugged.

I grinned and started going through books. The man I assumed to be Mr Urquhart was sitting behind the piles of books, his head buried in his own book.

"Oh my god." I grabbed a book from the pile. "You have to read this one."

I shoved the paperback into Regulus's chest. Which he took and examined. "A Hundred Years of Solitude."

I nodded enthusiastically. "Gabo is one of my favourites. I'd never seen this edition before, it's really nice."

"So why don't you get it?"

I chuckled under my breath. "Oh no offence to monolinguals, but I'd rather claw my own eyes out than read this book in English."

Regulus gave me a look. "Well that seems to be a little excessive." He flipped through the first few pages. "Wait, so you can read Spanish?"

"Uh huh."

He frowned. "Why?"

I shrugged. "Well, when I was a kid we had this neighbour who spoke Spanish, and my parents think that somehow I started picking it up from her, and by the time I was five I could understand it pretty well but couldn't speak it, so they figured if I already knew it halfway, I might as well learn it all the way, so they got my neighbour to teach me. While trying to learn more vocabulary when I was like twelve, I read a lot of books in Spanish, and I still do, and that one is one of my favourites."

Regulus's eyebrows raised. "I feel like I will never stop learning facts about you that I never saw coming."

I laughed. "Oh come on, you'll catch up eventually."

Regulus bought the book, and I got a few about magic history too.

Our next stop included food, which made me happy.

Sugar butterflies flew around the crates filled with all kinds of sweet treats. I tried to restrain myself from buying one of everything, but it was hard. I got some sweets that I'd never even seen in Honeydukes, I was then informed that all of these were homemade by a few of the local ladies.

"Oh I really want to get some butterflies, but I'm going to be absolutely out of money." I complained to Reg.

Regulus rolled his eyes (which made me realise that he actually hadn't done that in a while). "Can we get a pound of the sugar butterflies?" He said to the seller.

Regulus paid for the butterflies and handed them to me.

I said thanks and we went on our way.

The very last thing I bought was a small rock that glowed even in instant darkness powder, so, unless I somehow encountered said powder, it was basically a flashlight. Regulus tried to talk me out of it, but I was attracted to things that were pretty and shiny, so I didn't know what he wanted me to do, not buy it?

I finally told Reg that we had to leave immediately because I literally had no money left and I'd just be sad if I looked at more stuff.

So he carted me out of the place but not before right by the exit I saw a flower stand and stopped him.

All the flowers were incredibly beautiful and unique, but the ones that called my attention were the yellow flowers that looked exactly like the one I'd seen earlier.

"Those are the flowers you were looking at earlier." Regulus must've noticed me staring at them.

I delicately touched a petal, and I could swear it moved in my hand. I never thought I'd be so moved by a flower. "Yes."

I turned to the sixty something year old lady who was minding the place. "Excuse me, does this flower have magical properties?"

"Yes, dear. It has some healing properties, and is great for relaxation purposes." The lady replied.

That sounded like – "Regulus, why didn't you tell me they had the good kush in this place? I said to Reg, stiffling a giggle.

"What?"

I shook my head, still smiling. "Nothing. Let's go."

But Regulus didn't move. He turned to the lady and said. "Can we get a dozen, please?"

I gaped at him. What was he doing? "Reg, you don't have to – "

The woman wrapped the flowers in some lovely paper and handed them to me with a sweet smile as Regulus paid. The woman turned to me. "Can I just say, you two make a lovely couple. It's nice to see young love is still chivalrous and sweet."

I smiled. "Thanks."

Regulus blushed hard beside me, but stayed quiet.

And we finally walked out of the market.

At first I thought spending Easter at Hogwarts would give me a chance to chill and do fun stuff with my friends, but by the third day it was proving to be nothing but work.

The girls and I had decided that we should finish our class assignments first before we did anything else. So we'd spent the past few days holed up in the library trying to finish.

"Hey Jem." Nat's voice distracted me from my potions assignment.

Jem had just approached our table and sat down.

"What are you doing here? You hate working with us." Saf said.

"Well, I was in my dorm but Regulus came in in a rage, just muttering about stuff and basically on the verge of a mental breakdown, so I figured I should leave him alone to cool off for a bit." Jem explained.

What? What happened to him? I wanted to ask Jem so bad, but I knew I would raise suspicion, I also knew that if I immediately had to leave I would raise a few questions. So I waited a few long minutes, before making an excuse about having to talk to my sister and bolted.

I'd never been in the boys' dorm room before. My closest male friend in school was Regulus, and god knows he'd never invited me up there before. But I knew girls were allowed there, and all the doors were clearly labeled, so it wasn't too hard to find the seventh year boys room.

I gave a few short knocks on the door. After some shuffling the door clicked open just a little bit, once he saw it was me, he opened it a tad more.

"What do you want?" His cold tone wasn't up to his usual standards of cold.

I frowned at his puffy eyes. "Are you okay?"

He moved aside to let me in and turned away from me. "Jem said something, didn't he? That little fucker."

I closed the door behind me. "You know he has good intentions."

Regulus plopped down onto his bed, and I had a feeling he'd been in that same position before I came here. His place was a bit messy, a couple of clothes strewn about, and he none of his decor gave any indication about who occupied that space.

All the other spots were far messier than Reg's, only one was completely neat and I would bet money it was Jem's.

I sat on the bed beside Regulus, his back turned to me. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Regulus sighed deeply. "A couple of days ago I sent my mother a letter where I said I was thinking about not joining the Death Eaters, I'm not sure why, I don't know what I was expecting." He held his pillow to his chest very tightly. "She wrote back today, and she said that if I didn't join the Dark Lord, she would disown me and if I ever said something like that again, she would kill Kreacher, I know she can't, he's under strict instructions to immediately Apparate to my side if she ever tries something, but it's still a scary thought. I'm just so frustrated, and scared. I've always gone along with the whole blood supremacy thing because I didn't want to disappoint my parents, and as much as I wish I didn't care anymore, I still don't want to disappoint them. But now I don't want to disappoint you, or Sirius, even though I've already fucked it up with him. I just wish I were as strong as him. But I just feel like I can't do this."

I released a breath I hadn't realised I'd been holding. I gingerly put my hand on his arm and he almost immediately covered it with his own hand. "We're going to get through this, I swear. I will always be here for you, no matter what."

I couldn't see his face, but I heard some sniffling going on. Was he crying? Oh no, if he cried, I would most definitely cry too.

I looked over a little bit, silent tears were streaming down his face.

I tried to hold back a choked breath, but for the life of me, I couldn't. I could feel my eyes brimming with tears.

Regulus looked over at me. "Are you crying?"

"I'm sorry, I just – whenever I see someone I care about cry, I get really upset and I cry too." I tried to explain in my choked voice.

"Well, stop. I don't want you to cry because of me." He insisted.

"And I don't want you to cry at all."

Regulus turned his body towards me, and I finally laid down on my side, beside him.

I managed to control my tears a little bit and took a deep breath and tried to speak in my most confident voice. "Reg, I promise you, everything will be fine." I placed my hand on his sharp jaw. "Fighting for what you believe in will always bring you good karma. You are smart and strong and good, and no one can ever take that from you. Whatever happens, your family will still love you, and I... will be here."

Regulus nodded slowly. I hugged him, and he held on to me as if he was scared I'd disappear any second.

AN: I would just like to say thank you to everyone who's read this dumpster fire of a fic so far.