Sirius
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“—because you weren’t even born a—” The words die in Sirius’s throat the moment they’re out, his anger collapsing into shock. The silence that follows is deafening. His face drains of colour, eyes wide as he stares at you.
“Reg—Regulus, I didn’t—” He cuts himself off, voice cracking. “Bloody hell, I didn’t mean to—”