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[15th May] [Harry Potter] "Beyond Redemption"
Title: Beyond Redemption
Day/Theme: 15/05/06 - A little taste of power and a shiny uniform
Series: Harry Potter
Character/Pairing: Regulus Black, several DE's, Lord Voldemort
Rating: PG
Regulus was all but thrown infront of Him, his head almost touching the stone floor in a perfect arc of subservance, out of the most overwhelming urge to please. The power that surrounded him was so heady and with the promise of more it was so much more than he would ever get at home, so much more than Sirius would ever hope to get. He was Slytherin, he was a Black, it was his right.
He could feel an undeterminable number of pairs of eyes burning into his back and he knew for the first time in his miserable little life he was finally the centre of attention, that everyone's eyes were on him and no other. He knew they didn't really care about him, that he was just entertainment to them but their eyes were intoxicating and that alone kept him on his knees infront of Voldemort.
"Black..." his voice hissed, worming itself inside Regulus' head, twisting around his skull until he knew that he could back away even if he wanted to.
He knew he was beyond redemption but as the wand touched his skin and the pain melted away to be replaced but something so much more than he could realise he no longer cared.
Day/Theme: 15/05/06 - A little taste of power and a shiny uniform
Series: Harry Potter
Character/Pairing: Regulus Black, several DE's, Lord Voldemort
Rating: PG
Regulus was all but thrown infront of Him, his head almost touching the stone floor in a perfect arc of subservance, out of the most overwhelming urge to please. The power that surrounded him was so heady and with the promise of more it was so much more than he would ever get at home, so much more than Sirius would ever hope to get. He was Slytherin, he was a Black, it was his right.
He could feel an undeterminable number of pairs of eyes burning into his back and he knew for the first time in his miserable little life he was finally the centre of attention, that everyone's eyes were on him and no other. He knew they didn't really care about him, that he was just entertainment to them but their eyes were intoxicating and that alone kept him on his knees infront of Voldemort.
"Black..." his voice hissed, worming itself inside Regulus' head, twisting around his skull until he knew that he could back away even if he wanted to.
He knew he was beyond redemption but as the wand touched his skin and the pain melted away to be replaced but something so much more than he could realise he no longer cared.