Chapter Text
Sirius
Regulus
James
Effie
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Regulus was fuming. How could Walburga do this to his poor brother! Sirius was bleeding profusely on the floor and he only had minutes to stop it and save his life before he would die of blood loss. He tilted Sirius’s head back, gave a blood clotting potion and hoped for the best. He was closing up the wounds but the magic he was using was advanced and he could not hold for so long. His brother was dying and Regulus could feel tears on his face. He suddenly heard a voice.
“Reggie, je suis désolé, j'étais un frère de merde et tu mérites mieux.”
No no no this can’t be happening this will NOT be what Sirius’s last words are.
“Meurs et je te tuerai.”
“Haha Reggie you can’t kill me when I’m already dead”
He couldn’t die, not on his watch, so he did what he thought he had to do. He ran up too his room, got their emergency bags that they packed just in case, and floo’d to the only person that he known would’ve taken them in.
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James had never woken up so fast in his life. He heard the floo and ran down to confirm his fears, and there he saw his beaten best friend and his bloody brother. He called for his parents immediately and made a beeline to where the Black brothers were standing.
“I didn’t know where to go and he he’s your best friend so i figured a-and”
“Breath Regulus, what happened?”
James wanted to cry but mum said to be calm in stressful situations.
“She-she I didn’t think… please help him”
It came out more of as a whisper, like it took all his energy to say those words. Regulus fainted
Effie came down immediately and started healing and helping the unconscious Black’s.
“Where’s Dad?”
“Getting some healing potions. Now help me close these wounds”