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Regulus "screaming birds sound an awful lot like singing" Black

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I open the fridge in search of sustenance on this autumn evening. My search is in vain, for it is empty except for eleven blocks of beef dripping.

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Prompt: leaves 10/10/2024 @rosekillermicrofic

Word count: 350

Evan was not unfamiliar to the future. He and his twin sister were both cursed with sight. Being able to see a glimpse of what the future held if it stayed on its current path. He'd wake up in a cold sweat, huffing and panting, and he'd just know something. Something he wasn't supposed to.

He was lucky. He didn't see visions like his sister did. She'd zone out and come around teary-eyed and horrified, having seen the horrors that the future held. Some disrupted sleep and an inkling of an idea, an instinct of what would happen. That was nothing compared to seeing.

Tonight was one of those nights, he was just drifting off tucked safely in Barty's arms and listening to him breathing steadily, he didn't even get to fall asleep properly before he had that disgusting feeling in the pit if his stomach. His heart rate increased. It was like some invisible force was squeezing his lungs and not letting him breathe properly.

Barty shifted in his sleep, and Evan jerked violently, the smallest motion making him jump in fear like a cornered animal. And there it was, that tiny whisper within him - the future itself muttering sweet nothings into his ear. Forming facts that felt like they had happened in the past but wouldn't happen until who knows when. Cynical nonsense that had to be dissected to be understood. Tears fell from Evan's eyes and pattered onto the pillow. He was so scared. Terrified.

Heart racing, hyperventilating and filled with so much adrenaline, he wanted to peel himself away from Barty and run. Run from his own body, his own thoughts.

"You alright, Rosbob?" Barty mumbled still half asleep and roused by Evan's panic. Barty pulled him closer and held him tighter.

"Fuck Bug" Evan breathed the words out tearfully "he leaves... he leaves and he doesn't come back" Evan could hardly process the idea. He just knew now. Knew that Regulus was gone, wasn't coming back to Hogwarts when easter holidays ended. He was going to leave, and they'd never see him again.

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