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The first thing Regulus did after his decision was write a letter.
James Fleatmont Potter,
I know you blame me for getting The Mark. I promise you I didn’t get it on purpose. It was forced upon me. After Walburga and Orion’s eldest child was ran away – which I don’t resent Sirius for at all – their next in line needed to be perfect, willingly or unwillingly. I know this is bad, but I am grateful that it was forced upon me for one reason – I was able to find out The Dark Lords Secret. He has created what is to be called Horcruxes. These are items that have been imbedded with his soul during the aftermath of a murder he conducted. I am going after one, and I believe I will die after retrieving it.
I will be taking Kreacher with me, and I will leave the Horcrux – which is Salazar Slytherins locket – in his possession to destroy.
This leads me to the very reason that I am writing this letter. I know that The Dark Lord has more of these Horcruxes, though I am not sure how many. I do know of two others, however I am unaware of their locations, I am only aware of the one I am afters location as Kreacher was involved in the hiding of it, and told me everything. The two other Horcruxes I am aware of are Mavarlo Gaunts Ring and Helga Hufflepuffs cup.
Thank you for always being kind to me even though I did betray my brother. Please do not tell him I have chosen to do this, he will believe it is his fault. It isn’t anyone’s fault, I have chosen to do this because I hope that once Voldemort meets his match, he will be mortal once more.
RAB
The second thing Regulus did after making his decision was tying the letter up and sealing it to his owls foot, and told her where she should take it. He then put his hand in Kreachers, as they apparated to where the locket was.