A/N: Another multi chaptered Harry Potter story, my attention span is ridiculous...but I do finish what I start so all will be finished, don't worry. Now on with the story, if the title makes no sense what so ever to you I'll explain it at the bottom V :) Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I do not own any of the characters, I don't even own the words, who owns words by the way? Anyway, Harry Potter, not mine...Reggie would have featured alot more if I did :)

Prolouge - Kindness wrapped in Hatred

The Potters were a known and well liked family among the good of the wizarding world, Charles Potter was a highly respected healer but was often called into the ministry to give his opinions in legal cases as he originally studied to be a magical lawyer, he had a full head of messy black hair and a mischievous smile, even in his late forties Charles was just as mischievous as he was in his teens.

Sarah Potter was a stay at home mother all though their son had long ago started school, she was occasionally called into to work in St Mungo's hospital for Magical Miladies but was normally found at home, she had beautiful red hair and brown glittering eye's.

Their son, James Potter, had recently finished fifth year and moving into sixth, he had the famous Potter hair, black and messy, with his mother's brown eyes and his father's mischievous smile, he was known at school as a part of a group called the Marauders along with Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.

Tonight they were having a quiet dinner, for once Charles was home for the family meal and was talking avidly about Quidditch with his son, Sarah was watching them smiling softly, she knew James was feeling resentful towards his father for never being home but the times were hard and more and more people were coming into the hospital needed help.

It was then their fire flared up in a green blaze, the distinct sign that someone was coming through the fire place by Floo.

"James, go upstairs." Charles whispered hurriedly, shoving the stubborn teen towards the stairs.

"Dad no," James hissed back eyeing the fire, he pulled his slightly curved wand out of his pocket, "I want to help."

"How? You've still got the trace on you, get up stairs, now." Charles hissed back forcefully and James, seeing his point but still not happy about it, reluctantly jogged up the stairs and hid in a cupboard.

Out of the fireplace came a unconscious and bruised Sirius Black, Sarah gasped and rushed forward gathering the boy in her arms and half dragged half carried him over to a nearby couch, Charles' eyes still hadn't left the fire place, his wand unwavering as the fire flared green again.

Another body stumbled out of the fire, covered in black soot and a few large bruises covering his skin, the boy stood and Charles brow furrowed, the boy looked a lot like Sirius did when he was younger, but this boy was leaner and shorter. Behind him was an old wooden trunk, on it were pictures of James, Remus and Peter Pettigrew along with Sirius, it also had lion's engraved into the wood along with the words Gryffindor's rule and Marauders forever.

Barely visible amongst all the graffiti and pictures was the words Sirius O. Black painted on the dark wood in golden chipping paint.

"I know this is a lot to ask, but please can you take in Sirius, he, he isn't fitting in very well at home and well, he talks about this family all the time and I was hoping you could take him in." The boy stuttered over his words and his eyes were fixed to the pale wooden floor but Charles could hear how desperate he sounded.

"Of course we will dear." Sarah spoke up, looking at the pale boy, he smiled weakly at her.

"I have to go, I think Sirius has everything in there, school stuff and all that. I can't bring anything else." The boy managed to get out through his stuttering.

"Do you want us to tell him anything son?" Charles asked stepping forward slightly but the boy stumbled back.

"Yes, yes. Tell him I hate him, tell him Regulus hates him." Regulus spat out, his eyes filled with tears and his lower lip trembled, "Tell him Regulus is glad he is gone and hopes he never comes back, ever."

With that Regulus turned on his heel and threw a small bit of green powder into the fire, it exploded into green rising up to the height of Regulus, he stepped in and shouted something.

And Regulus was all but forgotten.

A/N: So explaining the name which I wish I didn't have to because I'd liked to think it explained itself up there but...probably not. Anyway the thing is right up there ^ it had Regulus being all nice and caring and KIND but at the end he said he HATED him, I hope I made it clear that he didn't really want to say that...also on Charles and Sarah, I have no idea what James' parents names are or what they do or what they look like! I looked up some stuff, flicked through my books, (flicked, right,) but found nothin' so I made it up, if I used your James' parents names er, sorry. Same with their occupation.

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