Occupation: Model
Age: 20
Gender: Non-binary
Pronoun: He/him
Blood status: Pureblood
Allegiance: Order (Defected death eater)
Faceclaim: Ezra Miller
You were never meant to be the prince. That honor fell to your brother, you were merely the spare. You were content with this, however. You idolized Sirius and your status as the second son gave you choices the eldest never has. Both were torn from you the day Sirius left. You want to not care, the way you know you’re supposed to. But you wouldn’t hate him so much if you didn’t love him. The truth is you’re afraid. You’re in too deep to turn around now and you know any day you may be asked to do something you’re not sure you can do. You’re just hoping to keep your head above water until this war is over. Even so, you know you’re not likely to see the other side.
Regulus Black was the youngest. Sirius was the heir, and between that and Sirius’s outbursts he got most of the attention. Regulus was fine with that, content to hide in his room with his books and avoid his mother’s screaming. He was a good son when there wasn’t much expected of him. That changed as he grew older and started to crack under the stress– but unlike his brother, he directed his frustrations inwards and began to implode. He’d always been anxious, but he began to have panic attacks behind closed doors and cut himself in places where it wouldn’t show. Few people knew his secrets though– he was as good of a liar as he was a Quidditch player.
He really started to fall apart during the summer before fifth year. Sirius leaving was just the cherry on top of the pile of disaster– he couldn’t understand how his brother could just leave him and his cousins, largely because he was far too loyal to ever do the same. He doesn’t talk to his brother because the idea of doing so is just too painful. It was around this time that he realized whatever his parents have planned for him is not something he wants any part in. It was better if people saw him as merely decorative– a loyal pureblood, but not a smart or useful one. He dropped his grades (it turns out it’s bloody hard to do that without it being obvious) and he started drinking hard.
That didn’t make his parents very happy, though, and he suffered for it. He returned to school from the Christmas holidays that year with a barely-healed fracture in his rib. But he returned from summer holidays with a mark in the shape of a skull etched into his arm, something that only served to strengthen his resolve. He’d be a Death Eater, but not a devoted or useful one. The devoted and useful ones got killed– he’d be a pretty face with access to family money and nothing more. It turned out that being unreliable was the best asset he had.
Barty Crouch Jr.: Best friend from Hogwarts
Sirius Black: Estranged brother
Antonin Dolohov: Used to idolize
Sofiya Nott: Formerly engaged
Gilderoy Lockhart: Boyfriend
Sylvanie Fortescue: Competitive with
DECEASED · PENNED BY MAX
