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"Regulus, we have to go."
Regulus turned to see Barty hovering near the classroom door.
They had Potions, double hours, Slytherin and Ravenclaw.
"Sure." Regulus nodded jerkily.
"I know Sirius ran away from home, Reg. But things will get better."
"When?" Regulus asked, he looked at Barty wearily.
"In the future. Things will get better."
Regulus shook his head.
Things were never going to get better.