Prompt 29 - First
@jegulus-microfic August 29, Word count 482
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The wolves arrived first and had already started down the winding path into the forest when Regulus and James appeared with a loud crack. Regulus watched as they picked their way through the twisted roots of trees and layers of bracken as though it was nothing while he and James struggled. His brother had always been graceful, but this was something else. His body movements were lithe. Not a single ounce of energy was wasted as he passed through the forest like some ethereal entity. His gaze fell on Remus and Marcus. They had the same lithe gracefulness that Sirius had, they were part of the forest. These thoughts quickly left his mind when he tripped over a particularly high root and would have fallen flat on his face if James hadn’t grabbed the back of his cloak and yanked him back upright.
“Careful, love,” James smiled softly before they started forward again. They looked up and realised the wolves had disappeared.
“We were supposed to stick together,” Regulus growled. It had been the last thing he said before they disapparated. He couldn’t even hear their footsteps. They continued in the direction they'd been heading in, hoping they’d meet them at the Gaunt place at some point.
The further into the forest the eerier it felt. Regulus had to draw his cloak around him tighter and cast a warming charm on himself as his teeth began to chatter. James wasn’t fairing much better. Even his ridiculously heated body was struggling. It was an unnatural cold, Regulus realised. A spell cast to deter anyone from travelling further into the forest. But they had no choice, they had to keep going.
Just when Regulus thought his teeth were about to crack with how hard they were clacking together, the cold disappeared, and they were left in the almost tropical-feeling autumn breeze.
“That was weird,” James said, his eyes darting about, looking for the next thing.
“We can’t be far now,” Regulus said quietly, not wanting to disturb the forest that now felt too close. They broke through a cluster of trees that had grown so closely together that Regulus’s cloak had snagged on the branches, and he’d ended up tearing it. James had promised to help him mend it. James had somehow got through with only a thin scratch on his cheek. They stepped through the last of the trees and into a gloomy little clearing where a dilapidated shack stood along with Sirius, Remus and Marcus.
“Where the bloody hell did you go?!” Regulus spat at his brother. “We looked away for one second, and then you were gone!” Sirius looked taken aback.
“Sorry, we caught a scent,” He nodded his head towards the shack. “There’s a Horcrux in there, we can all smell it,” Regulus’s eyes widened as he looked past Sirius at the building. It couldn’t be that easy, could it?
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