AN: If anyone could help me come up with a new summary, I would REALLY appreciate it. I still want it to be short, but I just really want to change it.

It seemed fitting to upload this today, since the song in this chapter is from the best album ever written, and it's its anniversary today. Happy RED day, everyone! Also, the first part of this story is nearly done and I am really excited ! Thank you for reading.

I was afraid to admit that I had more than one song about Regulus fucking Black. I had my angry songs I didn't mind belting out in front of everyone, but the quieter, rawer songs I was scared for anyone to listen to, for even me to listen to. It made everything seem too real. So those depressing songs were reserved to lonely thursday evenings in the music room alone with my guitar.

'We are alone with our changing minds
We fall in love til it hurts or bleeds, or fades in time.'

I truly hated being sappy, like yes, this was what I was feeling, but what a way to be depressive.

'You come around and the armour falls
Pierce the room like a cannonball
Now all we know, is don't let go.'

I felt a lump in my throat, but I refused to cry, I hadn't shed a tear throughout this entire situation, and I sure as hell wasn't going to start now.

'So you were never a saint
And I've loved in shades of wrong
We learn to live with the pain
Mosaic broken hearts
But this love is brave, and wild.'

Oh my god, could I be any more depressive?

'These are the hands of fate
You're my Achilles heel.'

I took a short pause and sighed.

'And I never saw you coming
And I'll never be the same.'

My fingers lingered on the strings as I stared into the void, my brain completely occupied.

It had been almost four weeks now, almost a whole month, and I really wasn't thinking about it (him) so much. I was starting to accept that yes, things had started off really good despite circumstances, which had made me really hopeful, and yes, our relationship had taken off in part because we knew each other's deepest secrets, but maybe we had been doomed since the beginning.

I jumped in surprise as the door flew open.

I did a double take at the doorway as I saw Regulus standing there, with his kicked puppy face. "I think we should talk."

And with that, my heart nearly burst out of my chest. I felt like I was going to pass out. I held my guitar closely still, as a sort of shield. I gave him a curt nod and he walked into the room, shutting the door behind him.

As he approached me, my heart somehow started beating even faster, I hoped he couldn't hear it. I was worried about what he had to say. If he was as cold and unfeeling towards me as he had been whenever he'd spared me a glance in the past weeks, I didn't think I could bear it.

Regulus took a seat on the step right below where I was sitting, rendering a good foot below me, that and the lack of coldness in his eyes gave me some comfort.

"I haven't been exactly nice, or forthcoming with you lately. I'm sorry." He said without looking at me.

My brain got swarmed with comebacks, but I tried to cool it down. This was serious time. I shouldn't be that petty. "You could've just said you weren't interested, you didn't have to just start being awful to me and ignoring me."

Regulus sighed in frustration. "It wasn't — I didn't mean to come across that way."

I huffed. "Right. Because you have been nothing but pleasant towards me lately, of course, my fucking bad." I finally put my guitar aside as I was getting fired up. "I mean, maybe I should've known, maybe it's my fault that I thought I had you figured out. I'm sure that's what you think – "

"Please." Regulus cut in. "I'm obviously the one who has the most explaining to do here, so can you just listen? It's just hard to find the words."

I stood down. "Alright."

We sat in silence for a few seconds.

Regulus rubbed the back of his neck before speaking up. "What I'm about to tell you is not because I expect your forgiveness, I just hope you can understand." He took a deep breath. "When you kissed me that day in Hogsmeade, it was – it was just amazing, it was the greatest experience I have ever had."

I fought really hard to keep a smile from my face. "I see my hyperbolic ways have been rubbing off."

He ignored my comment. "But after it happened, I took you back inside and left because I realised that you were drunk."

I opened my mouth to retort but Regulus didn't let me.

"Yes, I knew you weren't that drunk, but I still felt like it wasn't genuine, I mean, would you have just gone for it completely sober? So if I kept kissing you I would have felt like I was taking advantage of the situation, so I left. We avoided each other the following week, I, because I thought when you sobered up you'd regretted it, so I didn't want to face you. But then after two weeks of ignoring you, I realised we should probably talk things out, and I also realised that I really liked you, and wanted to kiss you again, various times, and I knew I should tell you. But then something happened.'

'Avery and Selwyn came up to me, and they told me some people had told them I'd gone to your close-friend-exclusive birthday party. And they basically told me to stay away from you, unless I wanted my reputation with the Death Eaters ruined. So I said a few mean things to you in class, so they'd think we weren't friends anymore. Then when they got off my back after a week or so, I really wanted to tell you I hadn't meant any of that stuff. But at that point I just thought you hated my guts already, so I just didn't want to face you. And I'm sorry, I know it's a stupid reason not to try talking to you. But it wasn't until the other day, I was walking to the Charms classroom when I heard you singing that song, and I realised that I was being a moron, and couldn't just leave things as they were. Then I heard you again today, and I started feeling like you were haunting me, telling me I should talk with you, so I just came in here."

Dear god. Fuck. What a fucking way to dump a load on me. Okay. So, Regulus Black just admitted to fancying me? And I didn't even have to beat it out of him. Wow.

I looked at him, and those soft grey eyes that I missed so much. He was obviously expecting me to say something, but he had just rendered me speechless. He had turned me into a puddle. A puddle of pudding. I nodded once, very slowly. What he probably wasn't expecting me to do was to practically pounce on him like a wild animal, knock him down to his back and plant a good one on him.

God, I'd only kissed him once, but I'd missed his lips and how they moved so perfectly along with mine.

His hands tangled in my hair, but before the kiss could deepen, I abruptly pulled away and sat back down in my spot.

He seemed a bit confused, but sat back up too.

"Alright, I just needed to do that, but I'm still upset with you, mister, and we still need to talk." I stated matter-of-fact.

Regulus took my hand in his and gave me a meaningful look. "I'm really, really sorry."

I cut him off. "Yeah, you don't have to say that anymore, I've already forgiven you. My upset levels will go down with time. I do want to tell you though, that if you haven't noticed, I really like you too. And I would never ever regret that kiss."

Regulus smiled, and my heart melted. "You know we'll have to hide, though."

I nodded. "Yeah, I figured that one out. Especially now with Selwyn-and-Averygate."

Regulus frowned. "What?"

"Oh yeah, I've been using gate to refer to every problem lately, you'd known if you'd been talking to me the past month."

"What does it mean though?"

Right, wizards. "Oh it's a Muggle thing, I'll explain later. By the way, I reserve the right to be petty about the past three weeks for the next three months or so."

"I guess that's fair."

I smiled. "So we won't tell anyone at all, then?"

"No one."

I bit my lip. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Regulus gave me a deep look. "Rainbow, there are very few things I am sure of about my life in the next months, but the only thing I'm absolutely sure of is that I want to be with you. No matter what. We won't have to hide forever, but if this is what it takes right now, I am absolutely willing to do it. You're the best person I know, and you make me want to be better. I promise I will do everything in my power to make you happy, because you deserve no less."

My stomach could've won the gold in gymnastics for the amount of somersaults it was doing.

"That reminds me, we should probably start thinking about what are we going to do about the Death Eater thing." I said.

Reg looked a bit shaken up at the reminder. "That we should."

"Bowie! It's your favourite wizard!"

I turned around to see Sirius, with a wide smile. Fucking finally. He gave me a big tight hug.

"Woah, what's with all the love?" I asked.

"What? Am I not allowed to miss my best friend's girlfriend's sister?"

I rolled my eyes.

"Why aren't you inside? It's cold out here." He put his hand on my back and led me inside.

"I wasn't to come in on my own." I reasoned.

We sat at a table on the back, and Sirius got us some drinks.

"Ooh Lily's not gonna be too happy about you getting me alcoholic drinks." I stirred my weird wizard drink.

Sirius smirked. "What she doesn't know won't hurt her. As long as you're off age."

"So, what is it you needed to come all the way out here to tell me?" I asked.

His smile dropped slowly. "There's just some things that I can't really discuss in the mail." His eyes avoided me. "Can you please tell me what exactly did my lovely brother say to you to spark all this interest?"

I dropped my head onto my hands, I'd been cracking my brain trying to figure out what I was going to make up. I'd asked Reg to help me think. I even had him do a reenactment of what one of our interactions would've been like three months ago. "Uh, it was a comment about my blood status, I mean, it wasn't rude, it was just a comment."

"You sure? 'Cause if you want I can walk up to the castle right now and beat him up."

I choked on my drink. "He's your brother! You're not beating him up!"

"If he's been a little shit to you, I sure will." He seemed set to it.

I shook my head. "Okay, stop. Do you really think he's a You-Know-Who supporter?"

Sirius sighed. "I... don't think my brother is an inherently bad person, for a long time I couldn't understand why he didn't just tell our parents to go to hell and bolt, like I did. I knew he wasn't like them, even though he does have a slight obsession with Voldy. But even putting all that stuff aside, no matter if deep deep inside he's not completely rotten, the company he keeps, the front he puts up, those things mean he's not good news for you. He's still most likely going to be become a Death Eater if he isn't one already, and a lot of his friends are Death Eaters. So you need to stay away from him. I know you're a sensible person, so I assume you understand why."

I don't think I'd ever seen Sirius with such a... well, serious expression on his face.

I tried to give him a comforting smile. "Don't worry about that, I'd much rather stay on the side of the non-blood supremacists, I'm not going to talk to him more than absolutely necessary."

Sirius nodded once. "Good."

"So, were you close as kids? Is that why you think that 'deep deep inside he isn't completely rotten'?" I asked.

Sirius sat back on his chair. "I guess we were pretty close as kids. Until I started Hogwarts, but even then he still liked me and treated me normally for a while, even if my parents were pissed at me. It wasn't until Regulus started Hogwarts that my mum started telling him to stay away from me, that I was a bad influence, and a bad son, and that he shouldn't be like me. So, he listened to her, because he was always a momma's boy. I tried to tell him that he didn't have to listen to her, that our parents weren't as great as he thought, but if there was one thing Regulus could never do was disappoint them, especially not after I was officially named the family disappointment.

'So every year at Hogwarts we'd just ignore each other's existence, but then at home my mother would be really awful to me, and when he was younger he tried to get her to back off me a few times." He chuckled humourlessly. "It was the only time I ever saw him openly disagree with Mother, but then she'd turn on him and he'd get so scared, so at some point I made him promise not to try defending me, that I'd be fine, so he never did again. So we started ignoring each other at home too.

'The last time I can recall having a conversation with my brother was the night I left home for good. I went into his room and asked him to come with me, I told him we'd get our own place, that he didn't have to become a Death Eater, but he just sort of sat there, said nothing, and then our mother came in and accused me of trying to lure him into becoming a delinquent too. I left later that day, he could've come with me, but he decided to stay in that hell house, become a Death Eater, the whole thing. He chose that life."

I took a deep breath. That was... a lot. I stayed quiet for a few seconds, before slowly placing a comforting hand on Sirius's shoulder. "Are you okay?"

Sirius placed his hand over mine and tried to lift his lips into a tiny smile. "Of course I'm okay, why wouldn't I be okay?"

"Well, from what you said, that conversation with Regulus felt like you finally lost your brother for good, and I'm guessing no one gave you, and you didn't give yourself time to mourn."

Sirius looked down. "I'm okay, Bow. I've made my peace with it."

I took my hand back. "Alright, but if you want to talk about it, I'm here anytime."

Sirius smiled. "Thanks."

"We had another very good day, Rainbow, and I appreciate your newfound enthusiasm for Divination. Don't forget to lock the door when you leave."

I nodded at Professor Vablatsky. I'd told her I wanted to stay working on unfogging the future for a bit longer, so she was letting me stay in the classroom for a bit. I felt kind of guilty that she was so happy at my 'newfound enthusiasm', but this arrangement worked pretty well for Reg and I. I could pretend I was still working on my psychic-ness, and he would pretend he was studying.

As Vablatsky shut the door behind her, I looked at the clock. 5:54. Dang, I'd told Regulus to come at 6:10 just to be safe, so I now had sixteen minutes to kill. At least the Divination classroom had some pretty comfy furniture. I laid back in my seat and looked at the crystal ball in front of me.

Today we'd been working on seeing someone's future with only the help of one of their items. Vablatsy had brought me a hair pin that one of her students had dropped at some point in time. So now I knew that whomever that hair pin belonged to would have an unplanned pregnancy, and would get a cushy job at the Ministry of Magic. Do with that information what you will.

I started running my fingers through the ball, I'd felt so stupid the first time I'd done that, but now I did it as a second nature. I liked watching the sparkly purple smoke swirl around the inside of the ball. Maybe I could start trying to see things about people who weren't in the room at all, with or without their stuff.

I didn't focus on anyone in particular, but I could see the smoke moving aside to reveal something.

But as I started getting a clear image, I immediately regretted trying to do this.

It was Regulus, standing on top of a rock, surrounded by water, a house elf standing next to him. Reg drank some sort of liquid from a basin, then he gave an object to the elf, before reaching for the water. But just as his hand broke through the surface, a hand came out of the water and grabbed him, and all of a sudden, a bunch of humanoid creatures started dragging him under. He fought for a few seconds, before being dragged far down the surface and effectively drowning.

I stifled a gasp with my hand. I could feel the tears prickling at my eyes and my throat closing up. I moved my chair back with a horrid skid, trying to distance myself from the ball as much as possible.

Regulus was going to die. Soon, for the looks of it. He was going to fucking die. Professor Vablatsky had warned me about making prophecies and predictions for the people close to you, it just was not a good idea.

But maybe now that I knew I could stop it. Yes, of course, I had to stop it. I just had to. I'd put Regulus under house arrest for the rest of his life if I had to. Thinking about stopping Regulus from dying reminded me about two other deaths I'd also promised myself to stop. My own sister's and her now fiancé's. I was pretty sure those two were further off. But it made me sad to think about. And there was always that underlying thought of what if I can't save them, any of them? The future was a tricky thing, and messing with it was hard. But I had to do it.

Why was everyone I cared about destined to die?

I still couldn't keep my tears from dropping like waterfalls. I dropped my head between my hands.

"Bow? Are you okay?"

I looked up to see Regulus standing in the doorway. I started crying even harder. But I got up and latched myself onto him like a koala, crying into his chest.

He hugged me back. "What happened?"

I tried to calm myself down a little, and kissed him hard on the mouth. He happily returned the kiss.

I pulled away slightly. "I'm sorry I'm disgusting."

He smiled a smile that could defeat Voldemort. "It's fine. Did something happen?"

I shook my head, and laid back on his chest. "I'm just really really happy that you're here. That you're real."