There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds."

― Laurell K. Hamilton, Mistral's Kiss

12 Grimmauld place was bleak and dull even when the family had occupied it once but now it was the center of The Order. Sirius had offered it to them only he was living there and thought it was a great idea. It was also Sirius's idea to apparate outside of grimmauld place in the pouring rain not to alert the members inside, he didn't want to explain why he was hold his brother who had died seventeen years ago. Sirius made Remus go inside to check if anyone was up to Sirius relief no one was, he adjusting his grip on Regulus. The boy did even make a sound, his eyes were moving underneath his eye lids.

Once inside Remus and Sirius carefully made their way up the stair but first casting a silencing charm on the stairs because of the creeks they made. Remus thought they were taking regulus to his old room but to his surprise Sirius went in the direction of his current room.

"Alohomora." Sirius whisperers and the door gently opened, he paused before going in and looked over his shoulder at Remus. "Find something in regulus's room to change him into. Can't have him walking around the way he is can we." Sirius said as he was trying to make light of the situation that he was now in, Remus heading in the other direction. Sighing as Sirius went through the door way of his room, he gently placed Regulus on the bed.

He stared at him seeing him better in this light then he had did in the hut. Had his brother been this frail, pale, and most of all small? Of coarse regulus had been ill as a child but he must have forgotten how he must have always seemed ill. Suddenly a white mens nightgown was being hold into his view. He looked to his side. "It was all I could find." Remus as Sirius took the clothing from him. Sirius went back to look at regulus and sighed, then looked back at Remus.

"Would you mind lifting at little?" Giving him a pleading look. Remus carefully lifted the front half of Regulus's body while Sirius unraveled the long shirt. He gently clothed Regulus into the clothing. Remus laid him back on the bed and brought the covers over him. Remus straightened himself up and passed a looked over to his dear friend.

"I'm curious to know, why your room?" He asked as Sirius ran his hand through his hair.

"It will be easier to watch him tonight."Sirius gave him an answer as he walked to leave the room. Remus raised an eyebrow at him.

"Then where are you going?"

"To get a bloody drink." Sirius roughly countered as he left the room. A big drink was what he needed at this moment any sane persons would. He could here Remus fallowing him down the stairs. Sirius went to a dark cabinet that his late father kept in the living room. He roughly opened it causing the glass containers to clank together. He grabbed one that contained that was a brown color, it was firewhiskey. Sirius poured it into a glass as he did that he noticed his hands were a little shaken up. He felt pathetic a former Gryffindor ruffled by his former dead baby brother. He took a big sip. Remus frowned at Sirius he hadn't seen him like this for a while and it took a lot to make this man act this way. Sirius closed the cabinet door and went over to a chair by the fire place. As he sat Sirius leaned his head in the hand that wasn't holding his drink. "Where's Tonks? I though she came back with us." Sirius muttered as he closed his eyes trying to release his stress. Remus went to the couch next to the chair and sat down at the end near him.

"She went back with Alestor, they still had some Order business to do."

Sirius once more took a sip speaking of the Order, What was he going to tell the others? His newly alive brother was upstairs sleeping without a care in the world. How was this going to play out? He snorted from try to keep a laugh down his throat. Remus gave him a questioning look and also wonder if he had lost his mind. Maybe he has.

"One look at Regulus and Molly will be shoving food down him faster then a snitch could fly." Sirius grinned at his own joke, Remus gave him a tired smile. Remus was glad the Sirius could make a joke in this because that mean this situation wasn't chipping away at his spirt.

"Let's hold off telling them, I see no reason to wake them this late at night." Remus suggests to him. Sirius nods in agreement as he placed his drink down on the little coffee table. "It might be best to get some sleep, I'll stay here on the couch. Just in case Something happens." Remus turned his head to look up stairs.

Sirius signed as he got up from the chair to proceed up the stairs to where Regulus is. When he got half way up the stairs he stops and looks towards Remus. "Thank you." He said sincerely to him and went back to walking up the stairs. Once in the bedroom Sirius gravitated to the the chair in the corner, it was convenient that it was facing the bed where Regulus laid. It was going to be a long night for him not knowing if he would fall asleep or not but he was hopeful that he wouldn't. Unfortunately the stress and the drink was making him a little sleepy.

He closed his eyes.

Regulus's eyes opened.

His eyes scanned the room he was in however it was unfamiliar to him. The ugly was paper that covered the wall wasn't, he was in one of the rooms in Grimmauld place that wasn't his own. Regulus grunted as he lift his sore body to sit up straight on the bed. Once he straightened himself he noticed that clothing had been put on him. Sirius, Regulus realized must have taken him with him. Regulus looks around the room to see if his brother was there but he wasn't. However there was a messy blanket on a chair that indicated that he must have been in the room with him at one point. Regulus uncovered his body from the heavy blanket. He looked at the door only a few steps away from him. It then dawned on him, could he even walk right now? He grimaced at the thought. Regulus greeted his teeth together at he moved him self of the bed. He grabbed the bed post to steady his balance. He took a step and fell, Regulus's legs felt like jelly most likely from non use. The hard wood floor hurt like hell, he was gonna sport a nice bruise on his knees.

Regulus just wanted to stay on the floor because it was easier then getting up but he knew he couldn't do that. His stomach was sick but his body was hungry, he was looking for something too but what it was he couldn't remember at the moment. Regulus knew that it was important and he wanted to see Sirius again. All those things triumph over wanting to lay on the floor. Regulus forced himself to stand and carefully but slowly made his way to the door. Once he made it he gripped the door handle and opened, a flood of voices came through. He could only recognize Sirius's voice but none of the others. His hearts started to thump faster out of anxiety and fear, hesitatingly he move to the banister he gripped the wooden beam. Even though he could here the voice they weren't coming from the living room but the kitchen because only a woman was in the living room. Regulus started at her with caution, she had red wild hair, the woman was a little on the plum side and ware an apron. He did not knew this woman, Regulus unconsciously shifted his weight on the floor causing the floor to creek.

The woman's head swerved up at him at first her expression was of shock but quickly recovered her self. The woman moved to the bottom of the stairs and Regulus backed away just an inch even though she wasn't close to him. Her eyes soften when she was him move back. "I don't know you." Regulus whispered like a lost child, he didn't even know it came out of him.

The woman gave him a smile that all mothers gave to children who where scared or so Regulus thinks. His mother wasn't well the motherly type so he wouldn't know.

"Molly Weasley dear, I'm a friend of your brother."

As reflex Regulus replies. "Regulus Black." Molly brightens at him and moved up the stairs closer to him but not to close. Regulus stiffs at little not knowing what to do.

"I heard that you've been having trouble moving about. I think it's best if I help you down the stairs so you don't trip and fall. Is that okay dear?" She asked him. Knowing Molly was probably right Regulus awkwardly shuffled his feet closer to the stairs. When she offered her hand to him a flash of the dead cold hands came to him but he closed his eyes a forced them back down in his mind. Molly went closer to him and grabbed underneath his arm pit so that if he fell she could easily steady him. They made their way down the stairs and made there way to the to the gawky couch. Regulus slumps down into the couch and signed like an old person would.

"Look at you! Your all skin an bones." Molly fussed at him and walked to the kitchen when she opened the door, the voice had all quieted down. "He's in the living room." Regulus heard her say to them as she walked into the kitchen. While she was getting him food it let him take time into his surroundings even though this was his childhood home it was alien to him. The decor was the same as his mother left it ugly, it wasn't like that as a child but during the time he grew older and now it only represented the underlying ugliness and abuse is own family went though. Regulus grimiest at the thought of coming in contact with his mothers portrait that whole deal was already making his stomach clench in agony. He wanted to avoid her as much as he could with his stay here.

The smell of rice filled the air around him foot steps and the clanking of dishes where coming closer. Regulus saw Molly bring a wooden tray in his direction, he straightened himself to sit up better so that the tray wouldn't fall to the floor. Regulus also took notice that Sirius and the other man from last night followed behind her. Along with the crazy eyes man but this time he kept him self in the background, he knew more people were coming from this kitchen but as soon as Molly placed the tray of food they all but forgotten to him.

Oh dear heavens. Oatmeal with brown sugar stirred in it at the side of the bowl was a smaller bowl with white rice with a small amount of sauce drizzled on it. In the left corner of the tray was toast and the right was a glass of ginger ale, all things that wouldn't upset his newly alive stomach. Molly placed a spoon and a fork in his hand and smiled at him. "I made this special for your the state your stomach is in. Just eat as much as you can don't worry about leaving any leftovers." She assures him with a pat on his hand. Molly then turn the crazy man and pointed a finger at him.

"He eats first and only Sirius will ask him questions. You will be quiet. One toe out of line and you'll be finding your self as a nice teapot." Molly gave him a stern warning as the others in the room hid their smiles, Regulus didn't pay any attention to the except the food that was in front of him. He dipped his spoon into the hot oatmeal and brought it to his mouth as Sirius went to the chair by the fireplace and the man with scars sat next to Regulus but not to close. Regulus eyed the unknown man as he ate his food. The man seemed familiar to him put he just could quite place him as regulus scoped up a spoon full of rice into his mouth it clicked in his mind as he stared.

Remus Lupin

Flash backs of look outside threw a window seeing his brother and his friends walking to the whomping willow tree. Out of all of Sirius's friends Lupin was the one Regulus could tolerate even though he knew what he was. Regulus grabbed a piece of toast and started munching on it. Regulus was kind of having fun staring at them he could tell is was making them awkward especially Lupin.

"Hello" Regulus finally greeted them with a full mouth. Molly instantly told him to swallow before talking and Regulus quickly apologies. To help him swallow the toast he grabs the ginger ale.

"Regulus, you probably don't remember who I am-"

"Remus Lupin, prefect and the sensible one out of all bunch." Regulas interrupts Remus. Sirius yelled a "Hey!" at him while Remus blinks at him in surprise but softened.

"Still as observant and bright." Remus came out softly as he took in the memories of Sirius's brother. Only flash of Regulus either at time when they ate at school or when his was quietly reading in a corner. Remus composed himself to continue to speak. "This might be difficult for you Regulus, but we have some questions and if you can't answer them. Then that's okay."

Regulus nods in agreement, Sirius leans forward on the chair readying himself to speak. "Let's make this easy, shall we?" Sirius said and it made Regulus move to the side and frown in confusion. "Tell us what you can remember." Sirius continues.

Regulus started to fidget with the spoon in his hand as he tried to organize his thoughts but it was so hard for he could only go back so far. He opened his mouth to speak. "I found something an item. A dangerous item, I know what it is but I can't recall why it's so important but only that it is and it has to do with Voldemort." Regulas paused scrunching his face.

"It's okay dear." Molly assures him with a smile.

"There's a word in my head prophecy." Regulas look at the others around him waiting to see if they where gonna say anything too but when they didn't he continued. "I think I was forced to drink something."

Sirius frowned in thought, he never really knew what happened to his brother. How did he die because they never found Regulus's body. He just disappeared and poison didn't fit with the way he acted last night. "What happened to you?" Sirius didn't mean for it to come out and Remus shot him a knowing look. "Never mind you don't have to answer that question." Sirius quickly said while beating himself up as he saw Regulus become even more pale if that's possible, It was an inappropriate question and it was wrong very wrong, this was his baby brother he was talking to.

"Something drowned me." A shaky whisper came from Regulus mouth as he leaned and clenched his head. A small sob filled the room as a quiet hush filled in.

"I think that's enough for now." Remus said as he placed as hand on Regulus's shoulder as a small comfort. He then took away the tray of eaten food and turned to Molly. "Molly will help you find something warmer clothes."

"Come dear." Molly said as she went to Regulus and helped him up taking him away from the others.

"I think it's best to have a ground to work with and that's what we have right now. Let's not push it." Remus told them, Alestor growled not happy with this.

"My way would have worked."

"Your way? Would have fractured his mind." Sirius gritted at him. "We are doing this Dumbledores way. This argument we had in the kitchen is over!"

Sirius got up from the chair and left muttering about a Locket that was still bothering him from last night. Unfortunately for Sirius his yelling woke his mothers portrait up and she started to yell. "Shut the bloody hell up mother!" Thus the yelling between first born son and mother began. Soon a small laugh from up stair was heard, Regulus was laughing.

It echoed through Sirius in a way that was haunting, he forgotten the sound of that laughter his brother made. It reminded of how much Sirius missed it, it even made the portrait of his mother quiet its self out of shock. Soon as it came it left with a glare at his mother he walked away from her but not without threatening to stuffer in the attic first. Sirius went to the study of his former father knowing there would be a list of items magical or not written down. He need to know if they had owned a locket mostly because of his mother but it had to stand out and the only way to know if it was the thing Regulus kept talking about was to find it and show it to him.

Now where to begin?

Author: It will get better as it goes. Also to let you know that this is happening a few months before Harry has meet the Order himself. The first two chapters were permade before I uploaded to this site and I have already started on chapter 3, so bare with me it will take a while I have a full time job and a graduation ceremony coming up. Sorry again for the bad grammar. Let me know how I'm doing with this, please review. And thank you for reading it so far. :)