"First, I need you to take care of Sirius. He doesn't know everything that happened and he doesn't need to; what he needs is a united front. You know how he is." Emotional, reckless. Regulus has never actually seen Remus like this and it breaks his heart almost more than the way Remus had treated him does. Almost. He can't allow himself the luxury of feeling right now, even if the truth is showing through in desperate cracks like the hurt that flashes in his eyes. Now he wants to run, to just leave and lick his wounds alone. Maybe take care of these emotions forever. He doesn't dwell on that thought, pushes it aside because he can't afford that either.
"As for the rest... I have something I need to do and I need you to take a message to Dumbledore about it." He knows already what his mission is going to end in: solving many of their problems in one fell swoop. It has to be enough. He manages a smile, though it's clearly fake. "My elf Kreacher will be delivering something to him but I don't know if he'll be able to articulate what's needed when the time comes." The heaviness of what he's doing feels suffocating. "I... Won't be able to give him the message myself. I need you to go to him personally. Tell him in person, do not tell another soul. No one. Not even Sirius."
It's a startling show of trust after everything that's happened, and another breath shakes as he exhales it. "Just... Tell Dumbledore it's a horcrux. He has a horcrux. He'll know what it means." The emphasized he isn't referring to Dumbledore. "I... It's important that he knows. There's no..." Finally it's like his facade is breaking, crumbling under the weight of it. "There's no way to kill him. He can't die, Remus. He can't die until it's gone."
When he speaks again it's bitter. "I'm the only one that's realized. If I wasn't there no one would know and people would keep throwing themselves away."
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"As for the rest... I have something I need to do and I need you to take a message to Dumbledore about it." He knows already what his mission is going to end in: solving many of their problems in one fell swoop. It has to be enough. He manages a smile, though it's clearly fake. "My elf Kreacher will be delivering something to him but I don't know if he'll be able to articulate what's needed when the time comes." The heaviness of what he's doing feels suffocating. "I... Won't be able to give him the message myself. I need you to go to him personally. Tell him in person, do not tell another soul. No one. Not even Sirius."
It's a startling show of trust after everything that's happened, and another breath shakes as he exhales it. "Just... Tell Dumbledore it's a horcrux. He has a horcrux. He'll know what it means." The emphasized he isn't referring to Dumbledore. "I... It's important that he knows. There's no..." Finally it's like his facade is breaking, crumbling under the weight of it. "There's no way to kill him. He can't die, Remus. He can't die until it's gone."
When he speaks again it's bitter. "I'm the only one that's realized. If I wasn't there no one would know and people would keep throwing themselves away."