Hello everyone! First of all : this is my first Harry Potter story. I'm exicted. I have been writing for years, mostly on the community forum from Bones, not on this site. After writing an one-shot for X-men Movie, I finallly decided to try a hand and write something for Harry Potter.

I have always been interested in the character of Regulus Black and it's such a shame that we almost don't know anything about him at all. So I have taken it upon myself to give him a story.

This is going to be a sort of : What if... story. What if Regulus was more like his brother after all? What if he had a good friend to help him? So this is going to be sort of A.U. The story will start during the Seventies and then will follow the Harry Potter timeline and each chapter will be a snippet from the life of Regulus Arcturus Black.

I don't own anything, every awesome thing about the characters and magical world is from the lovely J.K. Rowling. The O.C. is the only that I do own.

I do not have a Beta so any mistake you spot will be my own and English is not my native language, just so you know.

Each chapter will start with a piece of lyric that I think fits the theme of each chapter.

Lastly, today is my birthday, I turned 22. So no better day then to start posting.

I also want to thank everyone who actually took the time to read this rather large author's note. But now let's get on with the story.

Snippets from the untold story of R.A.B

You and me, we couldn't stand being normal
That's why we, make a good you and me
We both laugh, at the most random situations
That's the key, baby don't you agree?

You know what I'm going to say before my mouth even makes a sound
And that's why we make a good you and me
I know from the sound of your breathing exactly what you are feeling
This is why we make a good you and me
Make a good you and me
Make a good you and me
You and me

Plain White T's – You and Me

The Hogwarts Express

The red Hogwarts Express was already filled with students, parents were saying goodbye to their children and friends came back together for another year of learning, playing quidditch and earning detentions.

At the near end of the train, one compartment was occupied by only one person, a boy. The boy appeared to be eleven years old, he was rather small and he had beautiful black hair and silver grey eyes. At this particular moment, he had a scowl on his face and his arms were crossed above his chest. The boy's name was Regulus Arcturus Black, a pureblood wizard with a family that was very strict.

Regulus had wanted to go to Hogwarts ever since his brother Sirius had gone last year. He clearly remembered the letter his mom had gotten with the message that Sirius had gone into Gryffindor and not Slytherin.

Regulus had never seen his mother so angry before, he was certain of it. She had yelled and screamed, telling everyone whom would listen that Sirius was a disgrace to the family, she had written him a Howler and only after a very long time, she had looked at him and said: "Make sure you never follow in your brother's footsteps, he's a disgrace to this family. You have always been better than him anyway."

Regulus had pondered those words for a very long time. Sirius was his favorite person in the whole wide world, his hero, although he would never tell Sirius that. He also knew that his big brother was different. He didn't listen to their mothers' and fathers speeches about pureblood and mudbloods and all the correct rules of how to be a perfect pureblood.

Sirius had send him one letter, every week, telling him about his lessons and the first friends he had made, all the pranks he had pulled already and the detentions he had gotten but above all he wrote about the other people.

The so called mudbloods and halfbloods, the disgraces their parents called them, he wrote they were funny, friendly, not different than them, some even a lot smarter than purebloods, some girl called Evansse or something was the best in Potions and Charms and she was a muggleborn.

But Regulus knew he was not like his brother, Sirius was brave enough to stand up to their parents, to tell them they were wrong, Regulus couldn't do that. He wanted the approval of his family no matter what.

While Regulus was pondering all of this for the thousands time, he didn't hear the compartment opening nor see the girl standing in the hallway. It wasn't until she waved her hand right in front of his face that he noticed her.

"Is anyone else sitting here? Everywhere else is full." She spoke.

Regulus shook his head and the girl pulled her trunk inside and closed the door, taking a seat across from him.

Looking back up, he noticed the girl in front of him had large green eyes and blond curling hair to the middle of her back. The girl saw him staring at her and she smiled, a blush appearing on her cheeks.

"I am Lina by the way," she said.

Regulus couldn't help but raise his eyebrows at her name.

Yes, he knew his name was by far stranger then hers but he could not help it that his family had a strange fascination with constellations. * But this girl had no say in the matter as well about her name * he thought.

Lina, as she was called must have noticed his face and she laughed.

"It's Evangelina, but I like Lina much better."

Regulus nodded. "I am Regulus," he said. Waiting for her to snort at his name or ask something about it, he was surprised by the fact that she just nodded her head in response.

"Okay Regulus, so now we know each other's names. That's good. So…..Any ideas to which house you will be in?"

Regulus shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't really have much of a choice; my entire family expects me to be in Slytherin."

Lina cocked her head to the side and stared.

"Why do they all want you in Slytherin? I have nothing against the house although I know about its reputation but what do you want?"

"I want… I…" Regulus sighed, who was this strange girl, asking all of these questions anyway.

"I want to make my parents proud, I want them to be happy, and I have no choice."

Lina smiled softly and grabbed his hands.

"Whatever house you will be in, I'll be your friend, no matter what." And with those final words, she let go of his hand and they did not speak anymore, until the trolley with all the food came.

Both, not knowing that this particular moment would be the start of something that would be impossible to break.