Everything belongs to Jk Rowling. Please review :) this chapters about Regulas Black. I'm not really sure he's a villain necessarily, though that should make him easier to understand. This chapter contains suicide.
I'm Regulas Black. My parents are Orion and walburga Black. My grandparents where Irma crabbe and pollux Black, and Melania MacMillan and Arcturus Black. Then there's Sirius and Cygnus. And Phineas. Phineas black is my mother's, and my father's great grandfather. My parents are second cousins.
Every Black knows there family. I could tell you about all my distant in laws, like Leta Lestrange and Vinda Rosier. Their related to me by aunt Druella, and my cousins husband, Rodolphus. Family is important. But just as Vinda and Leta where on the opposite sides in the war with Grindelwald, our family is devided.
I tried to be the perfect son. Sirius didn't. Sirius would protect me, when my parents got to violent. My mother was never as bad with me as she was with Sirius. Just as Madame thenardier treated Eponine and Azelma alright, but mistreated Cossette and abandoned her sons.
Sirius read les miserables to me. I admired the characters in it, it fascinated me that muggles had their wars too. That muggles weren't just sheep In a flock. Now, while Mother may have been Madame Thenardier, Orion was just as bad with me. Often Sirius would try to take the beatings for me.
Sirius was a fool. He's my brother. I still love him. But he is stupid, and dumb, and got himself sorted into Gryffindor. That is a sin. A crime. Even Dromeda, who got disowned, was in slytherin. I was a slytherin.
My best friend, at Hogwarts, was Barty Crouch. He was the same year as I was. Both of us were Slytherins. Were we more than friends? Lovers perhaps? Yes. I know Sirius was gay too. Funny, isn't it, two gay brothers. Me and Barty were lovers.
Is it any surprise then, that I joined the death eaters when he did. I became heir after Sirius was disowned. That, combined with Barty's choices were what made me join the dark lord. Take the mark. The ugly skull and snake seared onto my arm.
We drifted apart, me and Barty. He was too involved, to willing to do dark things. He tortured muggles for fun. I've always been impressionable. We split up, and it was the beginning of something new.
It was the beginning of me, realizing the truth. The dark lord was evil. He would destroy us all. And I realized I had to stop him. And I found out about the horcruxes.
I told Kreacher to come with me, and take the locket. He won't tell anyone. My parents, unlikable as they are, will be safe. I'm going to die. Going to drink the potion. One day, it will help destroy the dark lord.
I deserve death. I deserve death, I'm a monster. But suicide isn't a good way to go. Suicide is selfish. My death will help right some of the wrongs I've done. I raise the poison to my lips. Soon it will all be over.