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[muse--minded-a]

Running from the Law |1981

Being a rogue Death Eater, while incredible nerve-wracking, was also very thrilling. Regulus felt a certain feeling of pride every time he outsmarted Voldemort, even a little bit, and even if he was the only one who knew he had done it. He had almost died going after one of the Dark Lord’s horcruxes, but he was pretty sure it was his determination to put an end to the Dark Lord that kept him alive, and possibly that alone. 

One of the things Regulus did whenever he could was free muggles and muggleborns who found themselves in the hands of Snatchers. The Snatchers were a somewhat dumb and disorganized lot, so it wasn’t hard. Regulus wore any old Death Eater mask and nothing else that could distinguish him from any other follower, and they couldnt trace anything back to him. 

Regulus had been waiting for this particular group, when they apparated into the clearing where he was waiting, tucked away. They only had one poor kid with them, it seemed,  which was good. The more prisoners, the more risky it was for Reg. He waited almost a half an hour before revealing himself as though he had naturally materialized out of thin air, mark pulled down tightly. “Only one? Slow night for you boys, I see,” Regulus said easily. “Hand her over, the Dark Lord wants to see her especially. Valuable, that one.” 

One of the snatchers sneered at him. “Oh yeah? Why doesn’t he come get her himself?”

“The Dark Lord has many more pressing matters than to deal with you lot. Do you question his decisions?” 

It looked like he may have more to say, but the snatcher snarled something unintelligible and motioned for his companions to hand the person in question over to Regulus. He nodded, grasping their arm and disapparating. 

Reg did not apparate to the Dark Lord’s base. Instead he popped back into existence in his own campsite, in the woods of northern Ireland. He quickly released his new companion and simultaneously pulled out his wand, muttering “Lumos,” and stripping off his Death Eater mask. “Don’t freak out, you’re safe now.” 

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And the Extended Camping Trip |1980

Regulus had never been much of an outdoorsy type. He preferred the comforts of home, the amenities such as walls and doors and heat. Of course, roughing it was made not so bad with magic, but still, he had decided that tent living was not for him. He would be very glad when all of this was over and he could get back to the small, cozy apartment that he shared with Daisy. He hated leaving her. 

However, he was increasingly grateful to not be alone. Having Sirius with him was taking some adjusting, but all in all, it gave Regulus back a peace of mind that he had lost long ago to have his brother back in his life. And, for the most part, it was good for the two brothers to have a shared mission to unite them, as stressful as horcrux hunting and possibly saving the entire wizarding world was. 

Regulus was still poring over the plans he’d gotten of the Gringotts building when he heard Sirius outside the tent. “Please tell me you’ve brought some food back with you,” he called toward the opening.

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Who Knew What We’d Become? | 1975

Ever since Sirius left the house in a fury of angry words. Regulus had been in shock, he thought, since the event, and the Black house had been quiet, eerily so. His parents’ unspoken anger lingered like a suffocating gas, keeping Regulus either in his room or sneaking around on the outskirts. Regulus hadn’t seen Walburga blast her oldest son’s face off of the long standing family tree on the wall, but when he went to quickly grab something to eat, he saw the char mark where Sirius’ face had been and it made him sick. 

After just three days, Regulus couldn’t take the stifling atmosphere in the house. His mother was brooding and his father was avoiding everyone and everything, and Regulus hadn’t spoken a word to anyone in those 72 hours. He needed to get out of there. He figured he would have better luck with Orion than Walburga, and when he told his father he wanted to go see his cousin Narcissa, Orion only grunted. Regulus took that as a good sign. 

However, he wasn’t going to see Narcissa. He was going to see his other cousin. If anyone could help him process his feelings about Sirius, it was Andy. He took the floo and popped into his cousin’s house. “Andy?” he called for her, his mouth dry. He hoped she was there. 

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Everything to Win [1971]

“Alright, Regulus, remember, you must make a good impression on this girl, Connie Selwyn. Befriend her at all costs, understood? This is very important.’ Walburga Black roughly smoothed the shoulders of her son’s dress shirt. “I said, do you understand?” 

Ten year old Regulus nodded his head. “Yes mother.” This wasn’t the first time his parents had forced him to do some task or other to contribute to their social standing. He felt uneasy doing it, but he was also desperate for their approval. If he failed, he knew what was waiting for him when they arrived back home. 

Orion Black stepped into the room, pocketing three tickets. “Sirius is at Cygnus’, with the girls. He’ll not be embarrassing us today.” Walburga nodded approvingly, adding to the discomfort that Regulus felt. Without making sure he was ready, Orion grabbed his hand and Regulus was roughly yanked through time and space in sidealong apparition. When he landed he found himself in a splendid concert hall. He didn’t have any time to enjoy his surroundings, though, as his mother prodded him in the back and led him, presumably, off to meet his new best friend.

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Heat

@lionxlilyxevans continued from here.

Regulus had no idea where the words came from, but they came, and then they were out. Yes, it was hot, but did Lily need to keep mentioning it? Regulus was sure he could deal with the heat if he wasn’t reminded of it every five seconds.

In the back of his mind, part of him was frustrated, knowing that this anger was the work of the horcrux around his neck. They really needed to figure out a way to destroy these damn things before they themselves were destroyed.

Lily spoke again and Regulus whirled around, his mind some odd combo of fury and futility. He pinned her to the nearest tree and only hesitated for a second, looking into those beautiful eyes and seeing the stringy wisps of her red hair, before he rammed his lips into hers.