Excerpt from ‘The death of Regulus Black’ by conniemay28 on ao3
Regulus is so tired, his fiendfyre is beginning to whisp and he is still not ready to die. He's been told he's a coward by his brother ever since Sirius began to hold the belief Regulus was giving his life to the dark lord.
Regulus never fought him about it because he'd always hoped that one day, when everyone was safe and he could finally reveal his truth, his big brother would at long last look him in the eyes and thank him for being so brave. Regulus doesn't feel brave anymore, how could he when the faces of the dead are going to be the last thing he ever sees, beckoning regulus to join them. And so maybe regulus is a coward when he closes his eyes, but he doesn't think that Sirius would fault him for it.
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