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Before I die at my 17th birthday, I would like to dedicate these words to everyone, especially my older brother, Sirius Black, and my ex-boyfriend, James Potter.
From the beginning my brother hates me because at 14 I didn't want to run away from home with him. Asking a child to leave his family, the only thing he knows. A child who only wanted the love of his parents, who didn't know what love was because he didn't really receive it. So of course I refused thinking I could make them love me by doing anything for it. I can't say I didn't try to run after that, I did they would have caught me before I got too far, and those of you who know what happened next are smart. Of course I asked Dumbledore for help but he didn't help me actually he encouraged me to stay home and get the dark mark to help him with information so I could defend my boyfriend and brother, and of course because I was a child I accepted. What was I going to do? I had no way out like my brother.
And James Potter, my boyfriend at the time, the secret boyfriend who will no longer be a secret after this, of course he tried to talk me into leaving but how could I, after what happened the first time I tried. And I was blamed for my fear but as I said I was just a child and no one understood that. Sirius thought differently because he grew up differently from me, he learned the joy of life and I didn't. So at 16 I got my dark mark and my boyfriend dumped me ignoring me only to start dating Lily Evans a month later. Then I realized that none of them actually cared about me, he wanted a reason to break up with me and I gave him the most convenient one. So I continued to live like this, a spy to Dumbledore and a traitor to the rest.
A week ago I went to James to ask for his help with something, and he didn't bother to listen, looked at me with disgust and slammed the door in my face. Then I realized that for the first time I really felt hatred and now I can honestly say that I hate all of you absolutely all of you. But I will not back down from trying to kill Voldemort just because of the hatred I feel.
and just so you know none of you will escape Dumbledore's manipulation you will all meet a horrible end.
With all the hate I can feel for you,
Regulus Arcturus Black
Regulus wrote the letter duplicated, then put them in two envelopes one writing: I want this letter published in the prophet. Also adding some money. And the other one that he will send later: This is to have as a memory and to remember which of us was a bad person. Keep me in mind.