"I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more?" She read from the small piece of parchment. "Isn't it a bit dramatic?" "I'm a Black, what did your expect." Regulus smirks then. "I'm taking your silence as a yes?" She sighed, "Can't believe i'll be spending my early twenties hunting soul pieces and taking care of a baby that's not mine." The war is just starting all over again, someone had to something about the odd way the darkest wizard of all time suddenly took over their world. 🩵Also in ao3 by auromich, i really do insist of reading it there so you can see the tags and warnings for the story🩵
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