365 Drabble Prompt: Glory

Word Count: 134


False Promises

Glory. Power. That was what he'd been promised.

These promises had been enough to make him walk away from his brother.

"If you do this, Reg, you'll be dead to me. We'll be on opposite sides of a war."

Regulus hadn't cared. Sirius had no idea. Sirius had never been bothered by the burden their parents laid on him. He'd been able to escape it. Regulus couldn't escape. He'd been forced to pick up the burden that Sirius had so eagerly tossed aside.

The lure of glory and power were enough to make him join the Death Eaters.

But what glory was there to be found in a death such as this? This was his last thought as cold wet hands pulled him down to his death.