Thanks for the reviews. I am not entirely happy with this chapter but what can ya do.

Regulus and Hannah hadn't rearranged another time to meet so on Saturday when he was feeling restless he decided to surprise her by visiting the bakery. He again emerged out of the fire in the Three Dragons, only to be greeted by the barmaid Aurora.

"Hey there."

"Hi" he reservedly, he had seen the barmaid at least briefly all of the times he had been here in the past week but she had never spoken to him before.

"You have been here a lot."

Regulus didn't respond to this statement. It wasn't a question and he was worried about where she was going with this.

After a minute she started talking again; "Who's the girl?"

"What?"

She chuckled at him, flicked back her long blonde hair and said "It is my experience that no young person stops through a bar so many times unless they are local, dodgy or chasing a girl. I know you don't come from round here so dodgy or girl?"

Regulus gulped. It was both, passing along messages for the dark lord wasn't exactly legal, not since six months ago when the ministry had passed a new law saying so but Regulus didn't want anyone to know about Hannah either. "I don't know what your talking about" he replied and left the bar quickly deciding to get the Knight Bus back to Grimmauld place and once again cursing his stupidity, he should have known better than to use the fire place in the Three Dragons so many times in one week.

He walked to the bakery frustrated with himself. When he reached it he could see Hannah cleaning tables from across the street and couldn't help but break into a smile, ignoring his mother's voice in his head tutting. When he entered into the bakery he walked to the counter and stared at the cake stands, waiting for Hannah to appear and serve him. He was surprised when an angry voice muttered; "What will you be having?"

He looked up to see a stick thin woman with a red pointy face peering at him. "Erm. Hey. Red Velvet cake please."

"Sit down." She ordered, shoving a slice of cake much thinner than the one Hannah had given him the a few days earlier onto a plate.

He nodded and saw Hannah, who was hiding behind the kitchen door mouth "Sorry". Regulus moved to a table near the back away from the view of the counter. He sat in silence eating his cake slowly for about half an hour before he heard the Bakery door slam and Hannah came to find him.

"Sorry, That was my evil stepmother."

He smiled; "Is she always that…. Unpleasant?"

"I don't know what she is talking about, she was perfectly cheerful today." She giggled, "But don't worry I behave myself around her and don't eat red apples."

"Don't eat red apples?" he was confused and he was pretty sure muggle studies wouldn't have helped him with this.

"Yeah, Red apples, like in Snow White."

"Snow White? Isn't snow always white….. unless something pees on it." He says stupidly.

"Snow White the fairy tale. You know evil step mother, talking mirror, seven dwarves?"

He shook his head.

"What books did your parents read you as a child?" She explained the story to him, "so snow white eats the cursed red apple and goes to sleep and is only woken up when her prince kisses her. At least I am pretty sure that's how it goes… Do you ever wonder how people come up with this sort of thing?"

Regulus didn't think it sounded that imaginative. Talking mirrors were standard in wizard homes, the one in the third floor bathroom always chatted happily while he brushed his teeth, and a strong sleeping potion could cause humans to fall into a coma like sleep, but seeing as he was hardly going to tell Hannah this, Regulus just nodded his head.

"Anyway Cara is gone for this afternoon. Thank goodness. She is killing me with her chat about exams and careers."

"Why is that?"

"Her and Dad have decided they want me to go to University and study more after school."

"And you don't?"

"No, Like I said before I want to bake. If it was my decision I would already be in Culinary school."

"Well like I said the other day I know all about parental expectations. What does your mum think?"

"Not much. She just wants me to do whatever makes me happy, but shes too busy to stick up for me. She is about to give birth to my half brother."

"That's exciting. Another brother, how many is that?"

"Well this will be my third. Jack and Russ are my full brothers and Nina is Cara and dad's daughter. Is Sirius your only brother?"

"Yeah. Must be nice to have a big family though." Regulus did feel slightly jealous. Sirius was a blood traitor and he would have ruined the family given half a chance but Regulus sometimes missed him.

"Yeah of course but Russ is twelve, Jack is ten and Nina is three so I spend most of my time as a babysitter."

Regulus felt a tinge of pity for Hannah and he was very glad he met her so they could brighten up each other's dull summers.

"Yeah, at least I never had to babysit Sirius." He grinned

At five the clock chimed and Regulus helped Hannah shut up the Bakery. It was then she told him that she would be going to school on Monday.

"So this is the last time I will see you." He said.

"I guess so."

"No." he said before he could stop himself, she looked surprised by his outburst but somewhat pleased. "I mean, I have enjoyed getting to know you and like you said the other day we could keep in contact, you know by owl, and we could see what happens."

"And what could happen?"

He was stumped. He wouldn't be able to have a future with a muggle girl. He wasn't stupid enough to believe that deatheaters could get away with marrying a muggle and besides it was too early for him to even know if he would ever want that. But he could have fun with her, have someone to talk to who wasn't trying to compete against him in school or for the Dark Lord's attention.

"I don't know. We could stay friends."

"Well then, how about we continue being friends now and you stay for dinner."

"Ok"

"Great,"

Hannah opened the fridge, "hmmm. How about I make us some Quiche?"

"Sure." Regulus smiled.

She started pulling ingredients out of the fridge and throwing them to Regulus who piled them up on the bench beside him. He caught them easily, he was a seeker after all which meant he was quick. It was only when she threw him an egg that he panicked, he tried to catch it carefully so as not to break it but when he caught it he realised it was made of rubber. He looked at Hannah who was laughing hysterically.

"Your Face!" she exclaimed giggling.

He found her laughing contagious so within seconds joined in and it was a few minutes before they returned to the task at hand, which was delayed by Regulus reaching over and tickling Hannah. He watched her effortlessly throw ingredients into bowls and chop onions at a speed that Kreacher, even with his elf magic would struggle to maintain. He was a little in awe of her.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Erm, wash the leaves for the salad."

He did at was asked but when he looked at the lettuce sitting on the plate in front of him he asked "Is it meant to be that wet?"

She smiled; "water tends to do that you know. There is a salad spinner in the cupboard to your right. Top shelf."

After spinning the salad, he tried to arrange it nicely on the plate, not noticing Hannah was watching him with a look of amusement. When the quiche was in the oven Regulus helped Hannah clean the tables and washed the dishes. She was patient with him and he did need it as these were the sort of tasks he never did at home, he was developing a new respect for Kreacher for sure.

When they finally settled down to dinner Regulus was pretty sure that it was the best meal he ever had, he praised it greatly making Hannah blush.

"You need to talk your parents round. Because everyone should taste something that good once in their lives," he proclaimed as they cleared the table.

Much to his surprise she responded by hugging him tightly. He wrapped his arms round her and as surprised how natural it was to be so close to her.

He washed the plates and cutlery while she dried. By the time they finished it was seven o'clock. Regulus knew he had stayed well beyond the time he was meant to and wasn't sure what story he would spin to his parents.

"I should go soon, my parents will be wondering where I am."

"oh."

"Yeah."

"Did you not tell your parents about seeing me?"

"No."

"why not?"

He had a funny feeling that "Because I am a wizard and they would disown me for talking to you, never mind going on dates with you and having a crush on you" would not go down well. In fact under the statute of secrecy it could get him arrested so he tried to think of a plausible solution.

"You know what parents are like, if you talk to anyone of the opposite sex you get teased mercilessly. They assume you're a couple" He eased his guilt by knowing it wasn't a complete lie. When he went on a date with Nulla Mugwart a year earlier his mother had badgered him about it for weeks.

"Are we a couple?" she blurted out, then blushed and looked down. He guessed this was another situation where she just spoke without thinking.

"I don't know."

"Do you want to be a couple?" she was still looking down and had mumbled it but he had heard her clearly. Her question was unexpected and one no girl he knew at Hogwarts or in his family would dare to ask. And he wasn't entirely sure of the answer. She was sweet and pretty and made him smile and he definitely liked her. In fact if she was a witch his answer would automatically have been yes. But she wasn't and he was a death eater, he was a Black and, Bellatrix's voice added in his head, he would quite possibly be dead if they were found out. But looking down at her he decided he would risk it. He was smart after all, top of his year, he would make sure they weren't caught.

"Erm, Yes." He answered as his mother voice screamed inside his head.