#Slytherin locket

[capriddle]

I find Merope Gaunt an extremely interesting character. First of all, she is one of the last living heirs of Salazar Slytherin, she lives as an abused person and in extreme poverty. She manages to understand love, but in an extremely distorted, sick and possessive form and this transforms her into an executioner. She even falls in love with a muggle and, in fact, she betrays her family and her origins, even going so far as to sell her family heirloom. She is, in my opinion, one of the most controversial characters in the entire saga and it's a real crime that they cut her out of the films. What can I say, I hope in this case too that the series can resolve it by showing her story.

#merope gaunt #slytherin heir #tom riddle #lord voldemort #voldemort #tomriddle #tom marvolo riddle #morfin gaunt #marvolo gaunt #salazar slytherin #slytherin locket #gaunt #gaunt family #harry potter book #harry potter series #halfbloodprince

[worldsaesthetics]

character aesthetic -> Regulus Black, as introduced in Harry Potter written by J.k. Rowling

Slytherin, Death Eater, Seeker, Pureblood

#harry potter #harrypotteredit #slytherinedit #slytherin #slytherin aesthetic #hogwarts #hogwarts houses #regulus black #regulusblackedit #hpedit #hp #the blacks #pureblood #slytherin locket #death eaters #seeker #quidditch #jk rowling #mine #original #aesthetic #moodboard #slytherin moodboard #character aesthetic

[daughterofyourdarklord]

trick or treat 👻

Delphini lingers at the edge of the kitchen in 12 Grimmauld Place.

She's listening. 

The ringing had been bothering her for weeks now, every time she's back to their home in London she hears it. Almost like something is calling to her, beckoning. 

The ringing grew louder and louder until it was impossible for her to ignore, screaming like a banshee.

It isn't exactly strange. There have been several objects throughout the Black households that Delphini had felt a pull towards. Grandfather often explained that it was likely due to the connection between mother and daughter; that their estates were full of Bella's magic, the sheer force of it imprinted on various objects.

The young witch circles the kitchen, fingers nails tapping along the marble counters as she follows the ringing towards the pantry.

“Kreacher!” The elf appears beside her in a snap, a small broom in hand. 

“Yes, Mistress Delphini?” Kreacher starts with a smile, beady eyes look up at her adoringly. Delphi can hardly drag her gaze away from the small door across the pantry, her magic far too enchanted with whatever rests inside. 

“What have you got in there?” Her voice is high-pitched, curious.

Kreacher hesitates, either unsure what Delphini is asking or just reluctant to answer. 

“Mistress Delphi?”

“Open it.” She demands, arms crossing. “Now.” 

With a snap of the elf’s fingers the door creaks open. Delphini takes one large step forward, peeking into the dark cupboard curiously. There's a large array of rags neatly folded along the floor and a smaller piles of artifacts placed carefully beside it. Delphini falls to her knees, hands quickly reaching to search through the items. 

“Can Kreacher help Miss Delphini find something?” The elf seems nervous, as though she were about to reprimand him for his petty theft. Delphini doesn't answer, ripping through different objects in search of the ringing, of the pull. She tosses aside a pair of her great-Uncle’s cufflinks, a cup of silver branded with the Black family crest, a worn Slytherin tie, then comes the photographs. 

Her Uncle Orion and Grandfather look so alike in their younger days. If there were just a few less years between them they could almost pass for twins. There is a third Black in this picture that Delphini does not recognize, he covers both of their faces jokingly with each flash of the camera.  

Walburga and Lucretia stare up at her, each with an equally menacing glare before slowly glancing at each other and winking. 

She almost doesn’t recognize the Black sister’s at first, having thought the swaying image of her mother looking up at her was actually herself. Delphini pauses, leaning back on her heels to take in the photo with more interest.

Auntie Cissa looks so small, she’s sitting in the lap of the one girl that is unfamiliar to Delphini. She knows who she is, of course, has heard the story in all of the limited words Grandfather can manage. Andromeda is seated in a wooden chair, Narcissa propped and leaning to the side. Bellatrix stands behind them both, her arms draped around each of their shoulders protectively. Every few moments the two smaller sisters jerk and laugh as Bellatrix pinches their shoulders lightly before the three of them erupt into peals of laughter.  

“Look!” Kreacher offers, startling Delphini out of her stupor. “Mistress Bella and her baby!” He sounds genuinely eager as he thrusts another photograph in her hand. 

This photo appears to be in significantly better condition than those prior. It was certainly newer than the rest. Bellatrix leans back in a cushioned chair, clearly in the drawing room at Grimmauld. There is a small bundle in her arms. Delphini’s eyes burn for a moment. Mum is exactly as she remembers her before those awful wizard took her away. In the photo the new mother gives a tired smile to the camera before someone walks into the frame, ruining the photo. 

Delphini hums, rubbing at her eyes before putting all the photos back carefully. 

“Did Auntie know you saved all these spoilt photos, Kreacher?”

“I'm not sure, Miss.” Kreacher answers honestly. 

Delphini sighs, shaking her head lightly. She’d rifled through all the objects Kreacher had tucked into the corner... 

...She can still hear the ringing.  

Delphi turns away from the pile, leaning into Kreacher’s den deeper before glancing around the large boiler taking up the center. 

“Little Miss-” Kreacher starts but she already saw it. A gleam of silver, a small chain tucked away deep behind the base. Delphini doesn't even bother asking what it is. It shoots out from around the ruddy pipes with a snap of her finger, she's still too young to be allowed a wand but magic listens to her all the same. 

Everything goes quiet the minute the face of the jewelry falls into her slender hands. She can't hear the creaking of the pipes nor Kreacher’s nervous tutting, the ringing in her ears so powerful it's almost overwhelming. 

The corners of the pendant are inlaid with small snake heads, their silver bodies making up the framework for the locket, twirling together to create a sturdy clasp. Along the cover rests a beveled ‘S’ her fingers trace the emerald gemstones embedded along it so carefully. The ringing turns to whispering.

Oh, this isn't mother’s magic. Not at all.  

“Kreacher,” Delphini speaks sweetly. “Where did you get this?” 

#consider this another treat #and what a concept #inspired by my nonstop headcanons with motherfuckingmaneater #delphini #delphi #lord voldemort #Slytherin locket #horcrux's galore #Bellatrix lestrange #black sisters #black family #kreacher #Kreacher's sus (but also kinda cute) lil den #12 grimmauld place #strikes again #halloween prompts

[asktheheirofslytherin]

Rank all your horcruxes in order of favourite to least favourite 1 (best) 7(worst) and why

#1 - Nagini. 10/10. Very good snake.

#2 - Diary. 9/10. I made it, poured myself into it, crafted it masterfully. Only drawback is my 16 year old self was a bit...grating.

#2 - Locket. 8/10. Family heirloom from back when family was probably actually worth admiring. Stylish.

#4 - Cup. 7/10. I enjoy the story of obtaining it. Belonged to a Hufflepuff, which is...alright. they can be nice.

#5 - Diadem. 7/10. Shiny. One of a kind. Belonged to a founder. No complaints.

#6 - 3/10. Ring. Family heirloom from when family was more cringe worthy. Stone is anticlimactic. Aided Potter.

#7 - Potter. Did not want, do not recommend. Tried to kill me. 0/10.

#voldemort #horcrux #horcruxes #harry Potter #diadem #nagini #rating #hahaha #this was fun #resurrection stone #diary #tom riddle #Hufflepuff cup #Slytherin locket #ravenclaw diadem

[lordboomslang]

I don’t care to spread this out so we gonna answer it all here.

1. The Prisoner of Azkaban

2. The Chamber of Secrets

3. Tom Marvolo Riddle (Not Voldemort)

4. Luna x Rolf

5. Harry x The Basilisk

6. Luna Lovegood

7. The Room of Requirement

8. Slytherin

9. Wampus

10. Hidebehind/Lethifold/Nundu

11. Sectumsempra

12. Ralph Fiennes

13. Evanna Lynch

14. I read the second book for a book project in the 2nd Grade

15. Way too many to count. (Slytherin Paraphernalia and two horcruxes and more)

16. Hedwig

17. Ancient Runes

18. He’s just a child following the example of his idols

19. Slytherin’s Locket (pre-horcrux)

20. Filius Flitwick

21. Peverell

22. He’s a bitter man that needs to grow up

23. The Felix Felicis Scene

24. A Snake

25. The Invisibility Cloak

26. Bloodpops

27. Newton Scamander

28. Neville Longbottom

29. Hermione Granger

30. Mahoutokoro

#prisoner of azkaban #chamber of secrets #tom marvolo riddle #lovander #harry potter x basilisk #luna lovegood #room of requirement #slytherin #wampus #hidebehind #lethifold #nundu #sectumsempra #ralph fiennes #evanna lynch #hedwig #ancient runes #draco malfoy #slytherin locket #filius flitwick #peverell #severus snape #felix felicis #snake #the invisibility cloak #bloodpops #newt scamander #neville longbottom #hermione granger #mahoutokoro

[lavendarhearts]

i just had the shocking realisation that neither of the Black brother's had a body in their casket.

#marauders era #sirius black #regulus black #regulus arcturus black #sirius orion black #harry potter #peter pettigrew #remus lupin #atyd marauders #atyd #atyd remus #the order of the phoenix #slytherin locket #rip regulus #rip sirius

[nina-scribbles]

I like to think that being a Black wasn’t all bad.

I like to think that they loved each-other, once.

#harry potter fanart #the black sisters #bellatrix black #Andromeda Black #narcissa black #Nina-Scribbles #young narcissa #young Bellatrix #young andromeda #this one is CHALK FULL OF SYMBOLISM lol #bellatrix lestrange #andromeda tonks #narcissa malfoy #Mostly cause i wanted this to be sweet but i also wanted them all to be wearing something to symbolize how they grow apart #For Narcissa it's obviously her engagement ring. #But Andromeda's is just a simple locket (to show her love isnt pricey or flashy) #and Bella ofc gets the most dramatic stuff including pearls (tradition) #The pinky meaning leadership and self confidence #and the middle meaning individuality #And ofc they're all surrounded by a green room (which aside from slytherin - green dye was made from arsenic back in the day. I.e poison.) #the Black family #Harry Potter art #Malfoy

[coldemergency]

Hermione: Professor, we have a problem!

Dumbledore: What seems to be wrong?

Hermione: Harry, can you please tell Professor Dumbledore what you told me five minutes ago?

Harry: Well, I found a horcrux

Dumbledore: Oh my, that was quick

Harry: And I was holding onto it for a while and- do you ever get the urge to just eat something?

Dumbledore: Please tell me you didn’t-

Harry: Yeah I swallowed it

Harry: and I don’t feel great

Harry:

Harry: Tom is giving me indigestion

#harry potter #fanfic #tom riddle #incorrect quotes #harry potter is a menace #tomarry #harrymort #voldemort #fanfiction #hp #tomarrymort #ao3 #horcrux #slytherins locket #is eating a horcrux a tag yet #professor dumbledore #hermione granger #is this vore

[lulublack90]

Prompt 28 - Skinny Dip

@jegulus-microfic March 28 Word count 1058

Previous part First part

Regulus woke with his legs tangled with James’s. He’d left a note for his parents telling them they’d had a lead in the assignment Voldemort had given them. In fact, he was certain that Remus was extremely close to their quarry. 

James stirred. He pulled Regulus closer to his body and buried his face in his chest. 

“Mmmmm, I could get used to this.” He peppered kisses all over Regulus’s chest. Regulus didn’t put up any fight, enjoying the moment far too much. 

“Come on. We’d better get up. We have a lot to do today.” He pulled away from James and stretched his whole body, which just brought James right back to him. “James, get off. We have to go.” He giggled as James snuffled into his hair. 

“No, don’t want to. I’m just gonna keep you here in this bed with me.” 

A loud banging at the door soon stopped them.

“Come on, love birds. We’ve got priceless heirlooms to destroy.” Evan called as he banged on Sirius and Remus’s door and his sisters. 

It took a while for all of the Thestrals to gather that morning. But eventually, they were apparating into the caves outside of Hogsmeade. 

They followed the Gryffindors into the forest as they knew where they were going. It had made more sense to go together this way than to walk up to Hagrid’s cabin, seeing as how they’d all ended up at Evan’s last night. 

Regulus held the small chest tightly in his arms. He wasn’t about to lose them now, not after everything they’d been through to get them.

It took less than an hour to get to the part of the forest the Marauders wanted to use. They stopped in an almost perfectly round clearing. You could feel the magic thrumming through the area. It was ancient and swirled around them. Regulus placed the chest in the centre of the grassy circle and unlocked it. The ancient magic reacted to the dark magic within. It became hostile. The forest around them darkened, blocking out what little light there was.

Remus stepped forward, pressing his hands against one of the trees that lined the clearing. Regulus stared in awe as the magic slowly backed off and formed a protective barrier between them and the rest of the forest. 

Remus smiled as he took his hands away from the tree. 

“Thank you.” He whispered. 

“What was that?” Lily asked the question the others must have been thinking. Well, Regulus, Barty and Evan. Everyone else didn’t seem so shocked. 

“Werewolf,” Remus shrugged. “I’m more in tune with the natural magics than most. The forest knows what we have, and it isn’t happy. I told it we have come to destroy them, so the forest is going to keep us contained in here until the Horcruxes are all gone. So please don’t try and pass the border, or you’ll be sorry.” He looked pointedly at Barty when he said the last part. 

Regulus tuned out whatever Barty had replied. He took the Gaunt ring out of the box and laid it on the grass. 

“Are you ready then?” He asked. They immediately formed a circle around him and watched as Regulus poured Basilisk venom from one of the vials onto it. 

A thick black liquid oozed out of it, and a blood-curdling scream. They all ducked for cover, pressing their hands to their ears. But nothing happened. When they looked back, all that was left of the ring was a twisted mass of blackened metal and the stone. Regulus cast a few spells over it. 

“The Horcrux is gone, but I don’t understand why the venom didn’t destroy the stone.” He handed it to James to take care of while he set up the next Horcrux. They could deal with that later. 

Next up was the diary. It reacted much the same as the ring had. There was, however, a lot more of the inky liquid seeping out, as though the notebook had been filled with writing that they just hadn’t been able to see. 

Regulus was glad they’d managed to gather as much Basilisk venom as they had, as it looked like they’d be using most, if not all, of it. 

Hufflepuffs cup twisted and melted into an unrecognisable blob, the fragment of soul shattering and dissolving into nothing. 

He held the diadem in his hands. It was truly beautiful he didn’t want to destroy it. But for the sake of the wizarding world, he had to. 

More Basilisk venom dropped onto the delicate tiara, and it spilt and cracked into three pieces before it melted as the wailing scream pierced their ears again.

Regulus reached into the chest and took out the last Horcrux. The Locket. He placed it on the ground and looked at his friends, who stood around him in a loose circle, pointing their wands at the Horcrux. 

“Last one. Are we ready?” They nodded, and he raised the final vial of venom. But before he could let a single drop fall, the locket opened, and his mother appeared before him. He stumbled backwards, somehow managing not to spill the venom. 

Walburga sneered at him. Her mouth opened, and Regulus knew whatever she was about to say would devastate him. 

Sirius blocked his view, grabbing the vial and pouring the entire thing into the open locket.

“Piss off you evil bitch!” He snarled. Walburga screamed in a vortex of black smoke before vanishing into nothing. The locket was gone. Obliterated by the amount of venom poured on it. 

They’d done it. All the Horcruxes were gone. Shakily, he got to his feet and was barrelled over by his friends as they all whooped and cheered in triumph. 

The forest’s magic let them pass, now happier. It pressed close, almost like a hug, before releasing them. 

They came upon a stream that fed a large pool of water as they walked back to the edge of the forest.

“Well, I don’t know about anyone else, but I’m going to skinny dip in that pool!” Barty cried as he vanished his clothes and dove into the clear water. “Come on, it’s refreshing, especially after that madness.” He jabbed his thumb back towards the clearing. The others looked at each other and, after a collective shrug, joined Barty in the pool.   

Next part

#march 28 #jegulus #jegulus microfic #jegulus fanfiction #jegulus fic #regulus black #james potter #dead gay wizards #regulus arcturus black #james fleamont potter #remus lupin #sirius black #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #lily evans #pandora rosier #walburga black #Horcruxes #Slytherins locket #ravenclaws diadem #hufflepuffs cup #the diary #the gaunt ring #ancient magic #james x regulus #regulus x james #james and regulus #regulus and james #james potter x regulus black #Horcrux destruction

[starsyoungmistress]

I never post because I'm shy.. But I've seen so much good art in this tag recently that I got motivated enough.

I wanted a new background for my tablet but since I don't have much money to commission people that are better than me at art I made myself a background.

My current obsession is tomarry so here it is.

Tom's face is heavily inspired by this Tom.

Also I got lazy so the lines are sketch lines, and some parts are badly shaded or not shaded at all xD

#tomarry #tomarrymort #harrymort #harry potter #tom riddle #they are married #might be on their honeymoon #harry was given the gaunt ring and slytherins locket as courting gifts #tom wears a suit to the beach yes he does #i used to draw only girls that's why harry looks kinda like a girl #or maybe he's trans

[theonlyrealthing]

voldemort: i’m not invading hogwarts. this is a special military operation

ron: and i haven’t smashed your locket either, it’s a special swording operation

voldemort: wait—

hermione: and i certainly didn’t stab your mug, it’s a special toasting operation

voldemort: what—

ginny: i neither organised the entire resistance against your carrow cronies, nor fucked harry. both of those are special hotness operations

voldermort: STOP—

harry: see riddle? no one’s buying your shit. i call this a—

hinny, romione: special FUCK-YOU operation

voldemort: NOOOOO

#harry potter #harry james potter #ginny weasley #ginevra weasley #ginevra molly weasley #ron weasley #ronald weasley #hermione granger #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle #lord voldemort #slytherin’s locket #hufflepuff’s cup #deathly hallows #battle of hogwarts #horcrux #romione #hinny #hinnyedit

[capriddle]

House Gaunt Aesthetic

#gaunt #slytherin heir #salazar slytherin #slytherin #slytherin locket #resurrection stone #peverell #pureblood #tom marvolo riddle #tomriddle #lord voldemort #voldemort

[theaskywalker]

Imagine being with Regulus when he goes after Lord Voldemort's Horcrux

Masterlist

#the philosopher's stone #chamber of secrets #prisoner of azkaban #goblet of fire #order of the phoenix #the half blood prince #deathly hallows #regulus black #regulus black x reader #regulus black imagine #imagines #harry potter imagines #1970s #england #horcrux #salazar slytherin #locket #death eaters #the most noble and ancient house of black #toujours pur

[lolathestoryteller]

my Regulus Black mood board.

***

I know I will be dead long before you read this, but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can. I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more.

R.A.B.

#regulus black #noble house of black #voldemort #harry potter #slytherin #horcruxes #locket #r.a.b #underrated character #i love his character #death eaters #moodboard #thatkidstruggledtoomuch #slytherin aesthetic #iwishhewouldhavesurvived #timothy chalamet #fancastreallynailedthat

[aesthetic--mood]

Regulus Black Aesthetic

#regulus black #regulus arcturus black #black family #r.a.b #quidditch #slytherin quidditch team #house of black #slytherin house #slytherin #lord voldemort #death eaters #horcrux #locket #wizard #magic #magic wand #hogwarts #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #sirius black #black brothers #sirius and regulus #harry potter #harry potter books #books #movies #harry potter movies #aesthetic #kreacher #the cave #harry potter edit

[jegulushouse]

Regulus & The Cave

⦁ Harry, in cannon, is a pseudo-horcrux because Voldemort murdered Lily Evans Potter but Lily's love-protection-thing protected Harry from the killing curse meant for him and backfired on Voldemort who's soul was so damaged and unstable from creating many horcruxes that his remaining soul like shattered or something and part of it attached to the nearest living thing: baby Harry Potter. He's not a proper horcrux because Voldemort didn't intend to do it and didn't complete the process with the spell.

⦁ In my AU, Harry is a pseudo-horcrux like canon but it happened differently. Lily wasn't murdered. Instead the act of killing baby Harry is the required horrific act of murder but the backfire which killed Voldemort instead is the required death. I broke the required cold-blooded murder part into two parts; the remorseless intention and action(s) toward murdering somebody and the death of someone. You'd need both to create a horcrux and would accomplish both in a cold-blooded murder. A situation where someone died to protect an attempted-murder victim wouldn't create a horcrux unless the person trying to commit murder (and a horcrux) casts the completion spell then and there. Voldemort did it unintentionally because he was already unstable then died via backfiring killing curse.

⦁ The idea that Harry would become a (pseudo-)horcrux didn't occur to Regulus. Like with Snape in cannon, Dumbledore didn't tell Regulus or the Potters that Harry had to die for Voldemort to truly die.

⦁ There's debate on when Regulus Black's birthday is. Google said June 25 which I like bc mine is June 24. I'm going with June 25.

⦁ Regulus discovered that Voldemort made a horcrux a few weeks after he graduated when he nearly killed Kreacher. Voldemort was counting on the house elf dying.

⦁ Regulus switched sides and went to Dumbledore not long after his 18th birthday with his horcrux information. Dumbledore already knew and suspected multiple. Regulus thought it was only the one.

⦁ It was Regulus' who didn't want to tell his brother that he was a double agent. He thought Sirius would give him away, even in an effort not too. Besides, he figured since he believed when he joined that it was the right thing to do, that he deserved his brothers hate.

⦁ Besides, he'd likely die trying to get the horcrux or he'd be killed by Voldemort if he figured him out. Or he'd die fighting this war.

⦁ Point is, Regulus had enough painful memories of not being good enough for anyone but Sirius' mattered and he just didn't want to hear about how he was too late. Utter failure was easier to handle than Almost There.

⦁ When he entered the cave, Regulus was aware there was a very realistic probability of him dying in the cave. That's why he brought Kreacher.

⦁ Regulus would've liked a more thought out plan but when it became evident that the Potters were out of time, he knew there wouldn't be another chance soon.

⦁ If all went right then Dumbledore would be at the Potters and Voldemort would walk right into a half baked trap in which Dumbledore could kill him.

⦁ What would more likely occur is Voldemort showing up at the Potters with back up death eaters and Dumbledore wouldn't Kill him and people would likely die.

⦁ Depending on Voldemort's mood or the presence of werewolves, it could be a blood bath.

⦁ Whatever happened, Voldemort was occupied and if he felt Regulus destroy part of his soul, well he'd be occupied by a task which he would never delegate to a follower which gave Regulus a sliver of a chance to get away undetected. If he survived.

⦁ Horcruxes are very dark magic and Regulus assumed that Voldemort only dared to make one. Some of his work was centered around that assumption which lead to him believing that Voldemort would feel the destruction of his horcrux.

⦁ I imagine if Regulus found himself on a salt water beach sometime after the war that he'd be unsettled by the sound of water, especially crashing against rocks, combined with that strong salt water taste in the air and on his lips. A light way of saying it would be a PTSD trigger.

⦁ Regulus ordered the house elf to bring him to the location of the horcrux about a year after Kreacher nearly died.

⦁ He'd spent that year (6/79-6/80) studying horcruxes with Dumbledore. Trying to find any and all information on them that they could.

⦁ The problem was that horcruxes are consider so dark that even most dark wizards would be horrified by the creation of one. The practice of hiding the written words, not writing more and not saying anything to the newer generation in hopes of the knowledge being lost to history seems to be the favored practice. For Regulus and Dumbledore and even Riddle, that made getting information a very difficult challenge.

⦁ The first time he was there, Regulus studied the cave opening. His skin itched from the magic radiating within.

⦁ He knew he wasn't ready to go inward and he was careful not to preform any magic of his own to decrease the chances that it would become known to Voldemort that Regulus, or anyone, had been there and didn't die in the process. It was doubtful that Voldemort would think to look for Regulus' trace but it wasn't a chance worth taking. Kreacher used the minimal needed magic since the house elf magic trace is much more difficult for a wizard to pick up on.

⦁ I reread Chapter 26 "The Cave" from Harry potter and the Half-Blood Prince to write this with proper details. It's when Dumbledore brought Harry to the cave holding Slytherin's locket and drank the green potion.

⦁ He spent the majority of the following year preparing to get and destroy a horcrux; Voldemort's horcrux which meant also studying the magic and habits of Voldemort himself. He practiced defensive and useful spells like he was a 15 year old student again preparing for his OWLs. He still didn't feel ready in October of '81 but it was time.

⦁ The waves crashed against the rocks and wind howled as it tossed his curls around. He could taste the salt in the air and it stung his nostrils when he plunged into the icy waters.

⦁ Kreacher clung to the hood of his cloak as he swam toward the cave opening that took the appearance of a large crack splitting a huge rock into two. Further into the opening, the jagged crack became a narrow tunnel, which during the low tide should be empty or shallow enough to get inside.

⦁ A simple drying spell followed by a heating charm on his clothes calmed his shivers in a few minutes but the uncomfortable itch of the magic within the cave became more pronounced as he carried forward.

⦁ The tunnel lead to a den-like opening where it appeared to be the end. Regulus knew it was an illusion. Like the first time, Kreacher lead Regulus to a particular spot of rock wall. "It is hidden, Master."

⦁ Regulus waited a moment before realizing the elf wouldn't act without an order so he pulled his wand from his robes and made the entrance reveal itself.

⦁ "Blood, Master. It requires payment. Kreacher is will--"

⦁ "That is fine, Kreacher. I can do that." Regulus interrupted. He knew that already too. The elf offered last time as well. Like then, Regulus brought his wand to his right forearm and sliced his arm open, about two inches and only deep enough for blood to spill over the curve of his arm and on to the desired rock.

⦁ He went too deep the first time and didn't heal it very well so it left a small two inch scar on his right outer forearm.

⦁ Behind the entrance lie darkness.

⦁ "Lumos." He muttered. The black lake was just as he recalled it; still and dark and so large he couldn't see the other side nor the cave ceiling. The distant green hue remained too.

⦁ His wand lit the way for him and Kreacher but the darkness was so much bigger then his light and completely surrounding them.

⦁ This is as far as he went last time.

⦁ He turned to Kreacher and crouched to his level. "Understand me here. Don't touch the water. Be very careful about that. You are to follow my every order, okay? If I say 'Leave me to die' then I mean leave this place and me here to die. You act if I fail, not the other way around. Otherwise, you're a mostly useless insurance policy if I don't die. Now stay close."

⦁ They walked with Regulus leading and lighting the way until Kreacher stopped. Regulus noticed quickly that he was no longer being followed when he couldn't hear the house elf's shuffling in the eerie silence. He turned around and saw Kreacher crouching to inspect the still, black water. "What is it, Kreacher? Do you see something?"

⦁ "There's a boat here, Master. It's also hidden. Under the water, Master Regulus."

⦁ Once he knew it was there, raising the boat was a simple task. Kreacher went in first, then Regulus and the boat began moving on its own. It knew it's route. Soon Regulus and Kreacher were surrounded by still water with nothing else in their line of sight.

⦁ Regulus would've discover the bodies in the water by wand light like Harry did in cannon but after the crap he's seen as Voldemort's follower and a soldier of active war, he wouldn't be so shocked.

⦁ He would've thought them simply to be dead people but he could feel the magic around the boat, under it. They might be dead people, but they weren't simply that.

⦁ The boat took them toward the green hue which turned out to be a small island with a glowing basin carved from rock. The thing that glowed was the solid, emerald colour of the potion inside the basin.

⦁ Regulus summoned a stick and swirled the potion but it didn't make the potion any clearer. It didn't do anything.

⦁ Then he chanced touching it but he couldn't; he was stopped by an invisible barrier which didn't allow skin contact.

⦁ He did everything Dumbledore tried with Harry in the 6th book; Vanishing, parting, scooping and siphoning it away as well as transfiguring and charming it to change form. Obviously, it all failed.

⦁ "I have to drink it." He said, not really to Kreacher. "It could be poison. There's no other option."

⦁ "Master Regu--" "No. I didn't bring you here to die."

⦁ Regulus stared into the green potion. What would it do if it didn't kill him?

⦁ (He ignored the part of him which wanted Sirius, the part of him that suddenly wished he at least wrote a letter before leaving or risked the hurt to tell Sirius that he figured out how to be good.)

⦁ Then he squared his shoulders and looked down to Kreacher. "Alright, here are your orders. They may be my dying orders and I expect you to follow through. I don't know what's going to happen, or what I'll do or say so you are to make sure I drink all of it and anything I say, any orders I give to stop or slow down or anything that means I'm not drinking that potion, after I start are to be ignored until I've consumed the whole potion. Do you understand me?"

⦁ "Yes, Master Regulus, Sir." "Okay, and if it kills me, try to get the horcrux and go, in that order, but not at the expense of your life. If you must, leave it. Save yourself. Don't waste efforts on my body; the tapestry will let people know."

⦁ Telling a house elf to be obedient is redundant but if there was a time Kreacher may disobey, it would be to save himself from being without a master.

⦁ Maybe it was wishful thinking, like he hoped Kreacher cared, because there other Blacks beyond Regulus.

⦁ Regulus summoned a goblet, filled it from the basin and raised it half-heartedly. He recalled a time he and Sirius were little and they still played hide and seek. Kreacher was always 'it' and they kept a score board. Then he downed the goblet's contents.

⦁ He refilled and emptied the goblet three times quickly. The dizziness and gut cramps hit sudden and hard but he fought to keep upright. And drain another goblet.

⦁ That cause the dizziness the wash over him in a wave taking his hearing. He could distantly hear Kreacher calling for him and Sirius too. When did Sirius get here? He couldn't be.

⦁ For moment he thought he dropped the cup as it left his hand until it levitated to his lips and he remember to drink it. He didn't notice when he squeezed his eyes shut, as if that would help.

⦁ The goblet was empty and gone and pain coiled in his guts, raising in his chest. Then the goblet was back at his lips. "No.. 'S no good." He tried to swat the cup but he fell instead. When did he grab the basin? Letting go wasn't smart, was it?

⦁ "Master, must drink."

⦁ "No, no.. I don' wan'.. Please, no.." In his fall, he made himself low enough for the house elf to grab his face and pour the potion down his throat.

⦁ The goblet left and returned. "Please, no more."

⦁ Pain snaked up his spine and he shrieked. Yet the goblet returned with more.

⦁ "No more, no more,"

⦁ "You got yourself into this position." Why was Sirius here?

⦁ "'S'r'us, 'm good." He needed to tell him. A distant part of Regulus was sure he was dying so he needed Sirius to know. Sirius might still hate him, but maybe a little less if he knew.

⦁ Another goblet. "Good at following blindly. First our parents, then your stupid friends, then the Dark Lord. Even Dumbledore! And now, a house elf. Ouch, that's pretty low."

⦁ "No, 'm not foll'ing.. the Dar' Lor'. 'S wha' 'm saying."

⦁ "You're gonna die in here." "S'rry. I didn' mean to."

⦁ "It won't be quick. You should stop." "I don' wan' it."

⦁ Regulus, unfortunately, had plenty of experience with the torture curse. And he'd take another round over the pain that came with the ninth goblet. Pain and alertness, his fav combo.

⦁ At first, it didn't click that the shrieks and sobs were his.

⦁ "St-Stop! Please! Just please! Sirius, help!"

⦁ Another goblet. "No! I want to stop!"

⦁ Another. "Just Kill me! Kill me, please!"

⦁ Final goblet and blissful darkness.

⦁ He woke crumpled over on his side covered in sweat and feeling like a dried out cucumber. Water.

⦁ He lifted his head and found Kreacher wasn't anywhere in sight.

⦁ Water. He needed some water.

⦁ He coughed and dropped his head back down to the dirt. He saw the goblet next to him. "Water." He rasped. He really needed some water.

⦁ "Water." He made a weak hand motion at the cup.

⦁ He move toward the still water in a pathetic crawl with arms and leg that refused to listen to him.

⦁ The water roared to life the instant he touched it with his fingers. A pale and skinny undead hand grabbed his wrist and started pulling him face forward.

⦁ Such an odd angle to be at, eye level, as hundreds of Inferi broke that surface.

⦁ He wasn't so thirsty anymore, like contact with water was a cure, and he knew he wouldn't be able to escape them.

⦁ Kreacher was gone. He must've thought Regulus died and followed orders.

⦁ Then a loud crack echoed throughout the cave followed a moment later by a plethora of light and warmth from directly behind. Only when the ring went over his head and over the water, scaring the Inferi off and back under the water did Regulus see that it was fire. He pushed himself onto his back and saw Dumbledore wielding the ring of fire with his wand and beside him was Kreacher who was wearing a locket.

⦁ "Up, my boy," Dumbledore said, using a single hand to heave Regulus up by the arm and bearing over half his weight while maintaining the fire. He did so with surprising strength and ease. "You've done well."

⦁ "Where's Sirius? He was here. I think he was."

⦁ "Sirius is at St. Mungo's. He was never here."

⦁ "No. No, healers.." Regulus muttered, tipping toward delirious again.

⦁ They used Kreacher to apparate out of the cave.

⦁ (Doing so would alert the Inferi but Dumbledore could handle so it was a worthwhile quick method. Reg wanted to sneak in, but he nearly died and that element was no longer important.)

⦁ Regulus was out of it leaving the cave. Kreacher brought them to Grimmauld Place. (It would've been left to Reg by his parents.)

The Black Brothers Reunion (01:00 November 13 1981)

⦁ I initially thought Sirius would be angry or something every time I go to write that, I can't. So I changed the tone; Sirius isn't angry. More tired then anything else.

⦁ Regulus recovered from the potion quickly but it lowered his already low immune system response and immediately after, he caught a severe stomach bug.

⦁ Regulus felt the wards being tempered with and found someone sitting at the bar in the drawing room, preparing two glasses. He wandered closer under the dim lighting, wand ready in the sleeve of his night shirt, and got a better look.

⦁ Part of him would've rathered an intruder. He was more ready for that.

⦁ "Sirius." He said stiffly.

⦁ "Reg." Sirius sighed, sitting back in his chair (though Reg was no fool, tension rolled off his mock relaxation) and pushing the one of the drinks forward, "I'm not doing this sober. How ill are you?"

⦁ Dumbledore told him. Sirius probably shouldn't've been surprised; Regulus was sick a lot growing up and Sirius took care of him before Hogwarts.

⦁ "I have no desire to up anything else. You drink though."

⦁ Sirius left the two glasses. "Are you going to sit?"

⦁ Regulus' hair was grown out a bit, falling in front of his eyes and mussed from sleep. He was using it to hide his eyes from Sirius. He'd feared this moment, Sirius could say many things and Regulus is pretty sure none would sooth the creeping anxiety.

⦁ He sat next to Sirius, keeping one stool between them. He was tired and he wanted sleep almost as bad as he wanted water in the cave.

⦁ Then, in the cave too, the only thing he wanted more was Sirius.

⦁ He just wished he had the energy to explain himself; the ability to make his brain think. "Sirius, I--"

⦁ Sirius placed the back of his hand on Regulus' forehead. They both ignored his flinch and Reg tried not to feel seven. "I know, Reggie. Lily and Dumbledore told me. Lily said there's a couple things that can't be shared but you were helping us. You save James and Lily and little Harry. She said in more ways then one."

⦁ "They did?" He couldn't resist leaning into Sirius' cool fingers. Sirius wiped the tears away as soon as they spilled down his cheeks. "I'm sorry, I-I'm really sorry, Si-Sirius--"

⦁ "Shhh, it's okay." Sirius whispered, standing and pulling Regulus with him. "C'mon, you have a fever."

⦁ Regulus followed easily, a true testament to his exhaustion, and didn't stop trying to explain himself. "I messed it up- so bad, I m-messed up. I want- want to fix it. Sirius, I t-tried. I want to- to be like you; g-good."

⦁ "You are, Reg. You did good, okay? It's okay." Sirius murmured, as he lowed Regulus it the nest spilling out of the closet. "You're okay."

⦁ "Don't go." Regulus mutter, sounding like they were little again.

⦁ "I won't." Sirius said, sinking down to sit beside the nest.

⦁ Regulus saw him through rose-tinted glasses, Sirius thought, if he was his model for a good person.

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