A/N: For the Slash/Femmslash BC (bet). For Paula.
I let you change me. I let you shape me from the awkward Crouch boy into your lover, into a monster.
I let you whisper promises into my ear. Do you remember, Regulus? Do you remember what you said?
"I love you, Barty," you swore. "I'll never let you go."
I let you in. I followed you blindly into the darkness without a second thought. The skull and serpent burned into my flesh was for you.
You said forever, Regulus. You promised me eternity on a silver platter. You said the world was ours for the taking and that you'd never leave.
But where are you now? Gone. Dead, most likely.
And I bet you never meant a word you said.