A Black's Loss“He’s gone.”A Black's Loss
Regulus stood at his parents’ door, quivering. He was 14 years old, but he felt like four at this moment; one that he would remember forever. He felt a chill in the air as his mother sat up in her bed, her dark curly hair flowing down her back, looking irritated. “Regulus! Why are you in—”
“He’s gone, Mother,” Regulus said again, stepping forward. “He left. Forever.” He felt his voice quiver slightly.
“Who are you talking about, Reggie? You can’t mean Kreacher,” his mother said, frowning. She pushed the lump beside her. “Pollux, wake up, your son’s here.”
“You mean Sirius?” His
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