jaw is clenched, spells are distractedly thrown as grey hues look for his little brother. there’s a special link, a magical one between members of the same family, he knows the edges of his brother’s magic as well as his. it’s the first battle, the first real one && he’ll be damned if this is when his brother die. for regulus might be a coward, a soft boy but he’s still his flesh && blood. there’s a hooded figure, walking toward the woods, it’s him whispers his blood, it’s him. there’s a fighter of the light following him, he’s quickly petrified, ❝ what in merlin’s name are you doing here, you idiot ? ❞ he hisses through clenched teeth.
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