The Forgotten Black

Chapter Four

"Sirius," Walburga said, going quiet.

For Sirius Black had just walked through the room.

"What are you doing here?!" Orion shouted, standing up. "And you've brought her back!" Sirius was holding the hand of a girl with long blonde hair and purple eyes, and she seemed quite scared. She obviously didn't want to be here.

"We got stuck in the snow," the girl said quietly. She glanced around the room, and her eyes fell on Regulus. "Are you Regulus? I'm Gwen."

"Don't talk to our son!" Walburga shrieked. "Both of you, out of here, now!"

"I realize that I ran away, but it's snowing like mad out, and the streets are too crowded to get through!" Sirius shouted. "And I wanted to talk to Regulus as well."

At this, Regulus glanced up quickly, and saw that his brother was trying to get attention. Without saying anything, he stood up and followed him into the kitchen.

"Out, Kreacher!" Sirius shouted at the house elf, who had been busying himself with food.

"Don't talk to him like that!" Regulus said, as Kreacher disappeared with a crack!

"I don't have time to deal with a stupid house elf," Sirius said, waving his hands. "I need to talk to you about your future."

"My- my future? Look, Sirius, you left. You're not really supposed to come back anymore."

"I know, and believe me, this will be my last time. But I had to see you..."

"We know what you want to do after Hogwarts..." Gwen said. "And please, Regulus, don't join them."

"How did you know?" Regulus asked. "I bet you're both in the Order, aren't you? Filthy blood-traitors."

"Don't call us that!" Sirius snapped. "It doesn't matter how we know, but Regulus, you're better than this."

"No, I'm not. This is the best I can do, because it's what I want to do. Mother and Father understand that, why can't you?"

"Mother and Father are stupid!" Sirius yelled.

"SHUT UP!" Regulus screamed back.

"No, I will not shut up! There are Death Eaters in the other room, and you admire them, want to be one of them! Don't you think that it's sick, how the Mark is branded into their arms like they're cattle? Do you want that? It probably really hurts you know. I can't imagine that Voldemort would make it painless."

"DON'T SAY HIS NAME!" Regulus shouted, leaning into his brother's face.

"I'm not scared of him!"

"Stop shouting!" Gwen said, pulling on Sirius's arm. Sirius listened to her, and stepped back a bit, still glaring at Regulus. Regulus glared back. How dare Sirius show his face here, after what he had done?

"Regulus, Sirius is only trying to help," she then continued, but he cut her off.

"Shut up, you filthy little Mudblood."

Gwen gasped and stepped back, and Sirius growled at Regulus. Literally growled.

"Don't talk to my girlfriend like that!"

"And for your information, not that it should matter, I'm a half-blood. So your incredibly rude comment is false. Sirius, let's get out of here."

"No, I wanna talk to my brother for just a moment longer," Sirius said, still snarling like a dog.

"No, Sirius, you might hurt him. He deserves it, but you don't want to hurt him."

"Yes, I do."

"Hold on, what are you talking about?" Regulus interrupted. "Sirius, you look like you're about to become a dog."