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“Regulus.”
Holy shit.
Sirius let out a breathy laugh, “Hi, hey, hey, it’s me. It’s Sirius. Can-can you just- just untie us? Fuck, I- you’ve grown. A-and you’ve built a name for yourself!”
The crea- Regulus flicked his wrists and blades went flying to cut them free. His narrowed eyes were locked onto Sirius’ laughing form. This gave them a perfect opportunity to take in Regulus.
He had beautiful ebony curls and moon-white, freckled skin. His eyes were like storms, like steel, like the raging seas. And he was. . . pretty.
James gulped at the thought.
This was the monster feared by all. He can’t be thinking about how pretty he is! He literally has the skull of a stag!
”What do you want, Sirius?”
Oh, shit.
Regulus had an accent. A French accent. Everyone knows that James has a thing for accents, especially French ones.
Sirius rolled his eyes, “Can I not just want to see my brother?”
Regulus raised a brow.
“Okay, okay, you got me! I do actually want to see you but we kinda, maybe, sorta, a little bit need your help with winning the war and killing Voldemort.”
Regulus scoffed, “No chance.”
”Come on, Reg! Don’t you want revenge?”
”For what?”
”Pandora.”
In seconds, Regulus had a knife to Sirius’ throat, teeth bared in a snarl, “Don’t you ever speak her name!”
Sirius gulped, “I-I know she was important to you. You could help take down her murderer.”
Regulus huffed and the knife disappeared. “You’re sure?”
”Sure of what?”
”That he killed her. I won’t be bribed into killing someone that isn’t even her murderer.”
”He is. I promise you. I did some research into it. Dumbledore himself told me about it. And we’re not going to kill Voldemort. We’re just gonna. . . put him in prison or something.”
Regulus eyes softened, “You’re so naive, Sirius.”
”Yeah, yeah, sure. But you’ll help right?”
”No one will try to kill me, right?”
“I’ll kill them before they even think about it.”
A minute, a week, a decade went by of silence.
“Sure. I’ll help.”
James couldn’t help but let out a breathy laugh at the thought. Sirius had just gotten the most feared creature to have ever lived to help them take down Voldemort. And that same creature was his brother.
Wherever Voldemort was right now, he better be praying to whatever god he believed in. James smiled and it was something crooked and terrifying. Not even a god would be able to save him now.