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“The sun shines not on us but in us.”                            ― John Muir

[ofregulusblack-blog]

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Some owls that Regulus wrote but didn’t send to Emma, and one that he did.

Emma--

My first memory of you is connected to Sirius, and because of that I find it difficult to think of you at all anymore. Everything to do with him is dead to me. But back then, it hadn’t been so bad - you weren’t the Slytherin people wanted you to be, but you had Sirius, and in my eyes, that made you okay. Even if you had’ve been rejected by all the others in our house - an unlikely feat of teamwork - I would’ve stood by you. You had one friend. Now, I’m jealous of every moment you spent with him that I didn’t - I want to take those memories for myself, hoard them away because you don’t deserve them, not like I do.

Emma--

You are delightfully vague on all topics that matter, and I see through you. Given the chance, you would turn traitor to your blood and run, tail between your legs. Perhaps you and Sirius are more alike than others give you credit for.

Emma--

I don’t know why you keep me on the Quidditch team - or why you allowed me on it in the first place. Was it pity? Was it because of my family name? Surely it’s not because of any extraordinary talent - I am satisfactory at best. I play the game as well as I do because of your leadership on the team - anyone else would have crumpled beneath the unruly tempers of the players, but you always pull us back together. We disagree - most of us on a personal level - but we win. Does that make us great players, or does that make you a good captain? 

Emma--

I envy your independence, your skill. I envy that you have one foot out of Hogwarts already - that you’re on the brink of leaving and never looking back on these hallowed halls and the drama that clogs them day in, day out. Why do you get off light? Why do you, pureblooded like the rest of us, get unshackled and set free when we are chained down, locked together until we sink. What is it like to have a family so dysfunctional in some ways that it almost seems normal?

Emma--

I was wondering if perhaps we could meet an hour before practice today? I’ve been thinking, and I do believe I may have come up with some interesting gameplays we could try - different formations for the Chasers, as well as strategies for our Beaters. We’re playing Gryffindor next week, as you know, so I thought it might be useful. 

[sacredviperessss-blog]

How ever will we make this situation into a positive?

“A sleight of hand, an accidental slip. You know how unsteady men are on their feet. It’s our sex who will always emerge unscathed. Would they blame us for dancing on when their legs have given o u t ?”

[sacredviperessss-blog]

Oh dear, it's appears I have no date to the ball. How dreadful.

“And mine has the mental capacity of a newborn caterpillar. How dreadful indeed.”