Regulus Black x reader
“I don’t understand.”
“I know you don’t.”
warnings- angst, you’re losing me lyrics (they can break your heart)
author’s note:- i wrote this listening to you’re losing me and cried, so.. enjoy <3
You say, “I don’t understand”,
and I say, “I know you don’t”
We thought a cure would come through in time,
now I fear it won’t
Remember lookin’ at this room,
we loved it ‘cause of the light
Now, I just sit in the dark
and wonder if it’s time
In the dimly lit attic of Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place, you spent hours rummaging through a dusty old trunk, your fingers delicately tracing over aged parchment and forgotten relics.
The air was thick with the scent of history and neglect, but amidst the debris, you found a yellowed envelope, sealed with a wax stamp bearing the Black family crest. Intrigued, you carefully broke the seal and unfolded the letter within.
As you read the contents, your heart sank with each word. It was a letter from Regulus’ parents, commanding their son to prove his loyalty to the family by entering into an arranged marriage. The reason was starkly clear: Regulus’s elder brother, Sirius, had been disowned for defying the family’s pure-blood ideology.
Consumed by a mix of anger, sorrow, and a burgeoning sense of determination, you sought out Regulus in the darkened corridors of the ancestral home. You found him standing by a window, the moon casting haunting shadows across his troubled face.
“Regulus,” you began, your voice trembling with emotion, “is this true? Are you really going to marry someone you don’t love, just to fulfill your family’s twisted expectations?”
Regulus turned to face you, “Where did you find that?” his expression pained yet resigned. “You shouldn’t be involved in this.”
“You’re getting married?” you ask. “I’m not sure right now.” He replies. “You’re not sure? You’re not sure about leaving me?”
“I can’t argue about this with you, how can I make this decision?”
“Shouldn’t be involved in your marriage? Why can’t it be me, Regulus?” you implored, tears brimming in your eyes. “Why can’t I be the one to stand by your side?”
Every mornin’, I glared at you
with storms in my eyes
How can you say that you love someone
you can’t tell is dyin’?
I sent you signals and
bit my nails down to the quick
My face was gray, but
you wouldn’t admit that we were sick
Regulus hesitated, his eyes betraying a conflict within. “You… There’s already someone chosen for me. And besides, this marriage is important for the war against Voldemort. It’s not about love, it’s about survival.”
Your heart shattered at his words, the realization crashing over you like a tidal wave. With a trembling voice, you whispered, “I can’t do this, Regulus. I can’t watch you marry someone else while I stand by and pretend it doesn’t hurt.”
He reached out to you, a plea in his eyes. “Please don’t go. I’m sorry, truly I am. But there are things at play here that you can’t understand.”
“I wouldn’t marry me either.” You say, finally breaking his heart into a thousand pieces, just like he did to you.
But you couldn’t bear to listen any longer. With a heavy heart, you turned and fled, leaving Regulus standing alone in the darkness.
How long could we be a sad song
'Til we were too far gone to bring back to life?
I gave you all my best me’s, my endless empathy
And all I did was bleed as I tried to be the bravest soldier
Fighting in only your army
Frontlines, don’t you ignore me
In the days that followed, you found yourself wrestling with conflicting emotions. On the one hand, there was the undeniable pain of witnessing the man you cared for sacrificing his happiness for the sake of duty. Conversely, you were going through the worst heartbreak of your life. You were the only one there who heard him out and stayed with him when he got the dark mark and now all you wanted to do was go up to him and shake him until he wakes up and realises what he’s doing.
And so, with a heavy heart and a soul weighed down by the burden of unspoken truths, you made the painful decision to walk away. It was a choice born not out of weakness, but out of a deep-seated belief that some sacrifices were too great to bear, and some battles too futile to fight.
“Do something, babe, say something” (say something)
“Lose something, babe, risk something” (you’re losin’ me)
“Choose something, babe, I got nothing (got nothing)
To believe
Unless you’re choosin’ me”
As you watched from a distance, the days slipped by in a haze of regret and longing. You saw Regulus’s forced smiles and hollow laughter, the facade of duty and honour masking the turmoil within. And with each passing day, a part of you mourned the loss of what could have been, the love that might have blossomed if only given the chance to take root and grow.
I can’t find a pulse
My heart won’t start anymore.
finally wrote after a long time, let me know how it is <33
