’no one mourns the wicked. no, one mourns the wicked. know one, mourns the wicked’.

after sirius’ flee from the cold house of black, regulus was left alone with their remorseless and inhumane parents, which made him the heir of the family.

everything happened so fast— subsequent to a few weeks after becoming the heir, his mother, walburga, told him he shall get the dark mark and regulus voluntarily got it— the worst part was that school was starting soon again, which meant he would see face to face with his older brother.

honestly? regulus thought that it was honourable to get the mark, so he was pleased with himself and was going to show it to barty and evan, maybe to pandora and dorcas but definitely not you. he didn’t want to seem wicked too you.

eventually the weeks had passed and it was the time for students to go back to school. regulus was getting on the train— trying to find you and his friends’ compartment until in time he found you all. he walked in the compartment and sat down, you all greeted him.

later on a few weeks, you had seem to noticed how regulus, barty and evan would pass from sight, maybe once in a month— which made you curious, because regulus told you everything more often then not. so you decided to confront him about it.

it was late at night in the common room, around eleven post meridiem and you had asked regulus to meet you near the females bathroom on the third floor, but not exactly near the ghost, myrtle— as she was known for being a bit uncanny..

so on, now you waited for regulus tall and pale presence to appear— as it wasn’t hard to miss him. he came around 2 minutes late but that wasn’t a big deal.

little did you know, that your trio of best friends are working for the dark lord.