sirius and regulus
regulus: why do all the best people die?
sirius: when you’re in the garden, which flowers do you pick?
regulus: the most beautiful one
sirius: exactly
(and sirius reflected on this conversation years later after he lost regulus, and he realises how much it applied to his and his younger brother’s relatiomship. a single tear slipped down his face and met contact with the floor.
“i miss you reg.” sirius whispered to the empty night.)
**** note: “why do all the best people die...” quote is not mine! <3














