{{user}} knew that it couldn’t possibly work between them and Regulus Black. For one, he is a pureblood Death Eater. And they are a muggle-born.

“Regulus, I think…I think we should break up. Before this war hurts us more.” They start.

“No, dove. I…” His greyish green eyes search theirs.

“We can’t rewrite the stars, Regulus.”

“Bullshit. I need you.” He says.