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Sirius Black was the oldest heir to the black fortune. He had a little brother. Key word had. He practically raised his brother…their parents weren’t exactly parents more like the vain and abusive spawn made to torture their children. In Sirius eyes, Regulus was his baby. When Sirius had ran away it pained him leaving Regulus…felt like a slow death. The time he felt like a true death was when Regulus came to him with the Dark Mark…
Sirius hasn’t spoke to Regulus since. He can’t. Regulus is no longer his brother…more like an another accessory to the Black Family. All photos of Regulus have been moved to under his bed… he can’t bring himself to look at them. To remind himself of his once innocent brother turned Evil due to their parents manipulation.
Him, Remus and James were in the potter Manor sitting on the couch. He kept picturing Regulus but in the back of his mind. More specifically when they were in the Astronomy Tower reading the stars. When Regulus was his baby brother and not another death eater. James and Remus were rambling about some order meeting when Kreacher?! Stumped in?
“Master! Master!” Screamed the stupid elf.
“What do you want Kreacher? If it’s from Walburga I swear-“ Sirius was mid sentence.
“Young master is in a bad situation! He said don’t tell Master Master Walburga or Master Orion! he said nothing about informing the blood traitor!” Kreacher squeaked.
The boys were horrified. What does Kreacher mean by that? What could that mean?
“What do you mean Kreacher? What’s wrong with Regulus.” James said standing up.
“Kreacher cannot say! Only a member of the noble house of black can over right a rule set by a younger members-“ The damned elf explained. For Merlin sake. James, Peter and Remus look at each other then at Sirius as Sirius steps up a bit.
“You better tell me everything. Because I swear to god if something’s happened to Regg- Regulus I will kill you myself.” Sirius yelled before he could even think.
“Master Regulus found out bout the horcuxes and set out to destroy one! He forced Kreacher to take him there where Inferi from the water pulled him under!” Kreacher screeched…
Regulus couldn’t swim. Sirius knew this from the multiple times growing up Regulus almost drowned. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Sirius jumped up. Clenching his fist.
“Where is he?! Why didn’t you do anything to help him?!” Sirius said…he was pissed.
“Follow Kreacher! Quickly!” The house elf avoided the question.
Kreacher took them to a cave. It was a 20 minute walk from the potter manor but due to Kreacher slowness it took them an extra 5 minutes they couldn’t spare. Not a sign of Regulus. He’s fully under the water with the Inferi. Sirius clenches his fist and steps forward.
“Back off! I’m getting my little brother back.” Sirius went to jump into the Inferi feasted water. Remus grabbed him before he could.
“Woah woah Woah! Are you crazy?! Even if you’re getting him back, you can’t just fight off a bunch of inferi alone. You’ll get yourself killed!” Remus said looking panicked. James drew his wand and stepped closer. The Inferi hands started crawling out the lake.
“Incedio!” James shouted. “Fire remember? That’s what they’re scared of!” James was being smart for once…
“Go Pads… we’ll hold them bac-“ before Remus could finish his sentence Sirius was already dicing into the water. Swimming to the middle.
A minute and half. It took one minute and 30 seconds exactly before Sirius came out the bottom of the water carrying his unconscious baby brother to the shore. He didn’t care if the Inferi tried grabbing him…as long as Regulus was okay.
Remus and James dragged him out the water. Remus checked Regulus for a pulse. Remus curses under his voice and starts CPR…Regulus was covered in Inferi marks…Sirius top covered in Regulus blood.
Sirius swears his hearts breaking. If he loses his brother…his baby and the last ever conversation ends with “Your just like our Parents Regulus. Evil death eaters.” Sirius would never forgive himself. Sirius started crying.
Kreacher was watching innocently. Sirius was fuming. If that stupid elf got to them sooner, if that stupid elf didn’t walk so slow. All the tears left Sirius eyes and turned to anger.
“You fucking stupid Elf! Why did you walk so slow? Why didn’t you TRY saving him? Why-“ Sirius was mid sentence walking to Kreacher.
“Calm down Master-“ the elf started.
“I’M NOT GOING TO CALM DOWN! HOW COULD YOU JUST SIT THERE AND DO NOTHING?! IT TOOK US FOREVER TO GET IN HERE AND YOU JUST LET HIM SUFFER FOR WHO KNOWS THE HELL HOW LONG!” Sirius was red.
“Master Regulus told me-“ the elf was shaking.
LI DON’T CARE WHAT HE TOLD YOU TO DO! YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE TO NOT TELL ME THAT HE WAS IN THERE ABOUT TO DIE! HE IS MY LITTLE BROTHER HE IS MY FLESH AND BLOOD AND YOU KNEW I WOULDNT WANT HIM TO BE IN THERE ALONE! HE IS BARELY ALIVE! HE HAS INFIRI MARKS ALL OVER HIM! HOW DID YOU NOT SEE HE NEEDED HELP?! IM GONNA MURD-“ Before Sirius could finish Regulus started chocking.
Remus turned Regulus onto his side when Regulus started throwing up all the lake water.Remus kept Regulus on his side, letting him keep throwing up any water that was still in his lungs. Sirius kneel down next to them while James turns and faces Kreacher, anger in his eyes.
“You should’ve said something sooner. If he died we wouldn’t have had time to resesucitate him. This is your fault Kreacher. I hope you know that.” James said sternly. The elf grumbled then left.
James turned his attention back to Regulus, watching as Regulus coughed up the last of the water and slumped on the ground in exhaustion. Sirius quickly kneeled down next to his brother, tears still streaming down his face and shaking as he gently pushes Regulus hair out of his face to look at him.
James watched in sympathy as Sirius gently checks over Regulus. Sirius looked completely broken, like he had just witnessed the worst nightmare of his life. He was barely breathing and shaking so bad he looked like he could collapse any moment. Remus looks over at Sirius and then down at Regulus , watching Regulus take long slow breaths as he lies limp on the ground. Remus puts a hand on Sirius shoulder, trying to calm him.
Regulus passed back out.
“We need to get him back to Potter manor. Quickly he’s losing blood.” Remus said quietly.
James picked up Regulus into his arms being as careful as he could. The walk to potter manor was quick but for the boys it felt like an eternity.
When they arrived at the manor Regulus was placed gently onto the couch. They got a better look at him and the marks. His lips were blue, he was as pale as a ghost and the dark crimson marks covering him head to toe.
Sirius sat on the ground next to the couch, staring at Reggie with worry in his eyes. It’s clear he’s having a hard time looking at how bad Regulus wounds are but also cannot bring himself to look away. James is checking around the house, gathering stuff from the house that they would need to tend to his babys wound…
Sirius was still shaking and letting tears slowly fall down his cheeks as he looked at the condition his baby brother was in. He continued to hold onto his hand and brush his hair out of his face. Seeing Reggie like this was killing him. He was having a hard time telling himself that Regulus was going to be okay.
James came back with bandages, a old jumper, blanket and hot water bottle to help him heat up…Sirius stayed staring at his little brothers unmoving form. While the boys had gotten Regulus cleaned up, it didn’t look like he was doing better at all. He was still deathly pale and he hadn’t moved since he was laid down on the couch almost half and hour ago. Sirius was starting to get worried. He reached out and held Reggie’s hand again, gently stroking it.
…what caught Sirius eye was the stupid, stupid death mark that was on his innocent baby brothers wrist was…gone? It wasn’t exactly gone but…it had been argued out…the once dark noticeably dark mark had became a scar. Regulus had seemingly tried to carve the mark out his own skin…
“Sirius…you’re still soaked and you’re shaking…maybe you should go change?” Remus said walking into the living room.
“I can’t leave regulus like this alon-“ Sirius started choking back a sob.
“I’ll stay with him. You go change and what not.” James said moving to the couch and sitting next to Regulus. James sounded scared and upset.
Sirius turns his head to look at James. He’s silent for a moment before nodding. Sirius heads upstairs, making his way to one of the bathrooms. He shuts the door behind him and leans against it, trying to calm himself down. Once he’s taken a few deep breaths, he walks over to the mirror and looks at himself. And honestly he looked horrible.
His hair was a mess, there were tears still in his eyes and he was still shaking. Not to mention the blood that was practically covering his whole upper body from Regulus.
Sirius just started at himself in the mirror for a while. He couldn’t stop seeing Reggie at the bottom of that lake. Lifeless and unmoving. It was burned into his mind and it was making him sick to his stomach. He wanted to cry but he also just really wanted to punch something. He took a few more breaths before tearing his eyes away from the mirror and slowly started to undress.
Sirius looked himself in the mirror. All he saw was his eyes. Identical to Regulus innocent baby grey eyes…Sirius couldn’t stand looking at himself and especially couldn’t stand looking at his eyes. He shut his eyes tight and turned around, grabbing a towel and walking to the shower. He turned it on, letting the water come down until it was almost burning hot before getting in and letting the water run over himself, washing away the blood and tears.
Sirius stays in the shower for a minute. The hot water feels like it’s burning his skin but he doesn’t care. It was helping distract him from the mess of thoughts in his head. He lets himself think for a minute. Think about Regulus, and everything that had just happened. A part of him just wants to go and check on Reggie again to make sure he’s okay.
Sirius had got out. Got dry. Changed into different clothes and stopped. Looking back into his reflection in the mirror…
Looking into his own eyes was almost breaking him. He couldn’t help but picture how Reggie’s eyes looked when he had pulled him from the lake. Cold, lifeless and unmoving. Almost empty. He couldn’t stop picturing how he looked when he was unconscious on the sofa, completely lifeless, covered in infiri marks and blood.
The thought of how Reggie looked was breaking him more by the second. Thinking about his eyes, his skin, the marks, the way he didn’t move or make a sound at all. Sirius wanted to scream. He wanted to punch a hole in the wall, he wanted to run back downstairs and make sure that Reggie is still okay. He wanted to see Reggie’s eyes open and alive again and hear him speak again.
Sirius just stood in front of the mirror, completely broken. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from himself, seeing how broken he looked in this moment. All he could think about was Regulus, and the fact that he looked the way he did because Sirius lost control and lost his temper. He was hating himself, hating himself more than he ever had in his entire life. It was all his fault and he couldn’t forgive himself. He started shaking again and his eyes started to fill with tears.
Sirius had to blink to keep his tears from falling. He shut his eyes tight and shook his head, as if to clear his mind. He felt guilty and completely broken. Reggie had looked so helpless, and it was all his fault. He wanted to scream and curse himself for letting this happen. He didn’t deserve to be here, staring at himself. He didn’t have the right. He slowly opened his eyes and was greeted to his own face staring back at him. An exact copy of Reggie’s in every way.
He felt so guilty. He clenched his fist before raising it and punching the mirror hard, not even registering the pain in his knuckles as the glass shattered. Sirius just looked at the broken mirror, eyes widening slightly.
Sirius took a few breaths, still staring at the mirror. His hands clenched into fists and his knuckles were already starting to bleed but he couldn’t bring himself to care. He continued staring at the broken mirror, seeing himself in the reflections of the shards. It was all his fault. Reggie was downstairs, fighting for his life.
Sirius turned around and left the bathroom. Ignoring the pain in his hand and walking down the stairs. James was still sitting on his armchair, Reggie’s head in his lap.
Reggie’s eyes were shut and he was still so eerily still. Sirius just watched for a second, checking over Reggie’s body that he could see. He looked even paler than before and the blankets wrapped around him didn’t look like they were doing much to help.
James looked up as Sirius walked in, watching in silence. Sirius reached the couch and stood next to it, looking down at his baby brother. Reggie still looked like he had no life in him, still deadly pale and unmoving. Sirius just looked at his baby brother desperately, his heart breaking more every moment that he wasn’t waking up.
Sirius held Reggie’s hand in his own, watching as Regulus eyes stayed shut. He just wanted Reggie to wake up. He wanted to hear his baby brother speak, he wanted to see his baby brother open his eyes and look at him. Even if it was to glare at him, as he usually would. He just wanted to know Reggie was going to be okay. Sirius squeezed Reggie’s hand gently, hating that it was cold in his own. Regulus should be warm…not a lifeless corpse body on the couch.
Hours had past. For the boys it felt like days had past. Regulus still had t woke up. James and Sirius didn’t leave Regulus side…Remus had ran to see if he could find any medicine anywhere near by…
Sirius moved so his head was resting on the sofa, by Regulus side. He buried his head into Reggie’s side like Reggie was his own personal, lifeless, teddy bear. He felt slightly pathetic doing this but he didn’t care.
Sirius was bawling. He was so scared. He’d never been this scared in his life. Not when Orion would hit him, not when either of his parents would use the unforgivable curse on him, not even when he ran away. Sirius felt a hand go through his hair…slowly and gently.
Sirius closed his eyes and leaned into the hand, thinking it was James comforting him. It took him a few seconds to realise that the hand was much too small to be James’. He then froze in place. This small hand, gently running through his hair. This definitely was not James. This small and delicate hand…
Sirius slowly raised his head off Reggie’s side, looking up and trying to spot Reggie’s face. He stared up at his baby brother’s face, his own eyes wide with a mixture of shock and relief.
“Reggie?” Sirius whispered as a few tears fell from his eyes.
Regulus let out a pained hum on response to Sirius.
Sirius stared up at Reggie’s face in complete shock. He couldn’t believe it. Reggie was awake. His baby brother was awake. He didn’t even care about the practical lack of response. Reggie was awake. Reggie was okay. Sirius felt a small smile spread across his face as tears ran down his face, still feeling Reggie’s hand in his hair
“Reggie, baby you’re awake…” Sirius was crying even more. James was smiling down at Regulus whipping away tears from his own eyes.
Sirius stayed in his place, still sitting on the floor next to the couch, his face now level with Reggie’s. The way that Regulus was looking at him made his heart melt. Those were the same eyes he’d seen a thousand times before. Even if he could see how tired and weak Reggie looked, he still looked just like his little brother. Just like his baby that he raised…
Sirius just continued staring at Regulus eyes, taking in every little thing. He knew that Reggie was weak, and he could see how exhausted he looked, but he was also so grateful that those bright and beautiful, baby grey eyes were open and looking back at him.
“Can you speak, Reg?” James asked looking down.
“Ye’h it hurt though…” Regulus sounded so weak and hurt.
Sirius smiled slightly. He wrapped his arms around Regulus sobbing into his baby brother shoulder.
“Please don’t do that Reggie…you scared me…I thought I lost you. Bébé frère... Je t'aime tellement, ne me fais pas peur comme ça...” Sirius voice was shaky.
The Black Brothers. The Stars had a lot to do. They had to pick each other up from falling and drifting apart from one another. Stars drift apart never to meet again but these stars where special…and drifted back together.