hello darkness, my old friend

[Regulus Black]

Thanks.

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[Imogen Sauveterre]

I... What?

[Regulus Black]

I realize you're probably not used to getting thanked, but I assume you at least know what the word means.

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[Imogen Sauveterre]

I just don't understand where it's coming from, unless you're referring to me not immediately kicking your shin when you sat down at my table.

[Regulus Black]

Thanks. For the other day.

But you were wrong about one thing. My blood's blacker than yours.

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[Imogen Sauveterre]

Oh. That. You're welcome, I suppose.

I'm sure you weren't making a terrible pun, so I'll just skip over that and ask why you think that. Blood is blood.

[Regulus Black]

I'm making a fucking metaphor, Sauveterre.

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[Imogen Sauveterre]

I'm aware.

Whatever. Why do you think your blood is so "black"? There's nothing you could have done that makes you irredeemable.

[Regulus Black]

I've killed people.

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[Imogen Sauveterre]

Yeah, well, so have I.

[Regulus Black]

Bullshit.

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[Imogen Sauveterre]

We're both killers, obviously. Which is why we're sitting in the library at school rather than, you know, in cells at Azkaban.

I didn't put the noose around his neck, but I'm the one who didn't stop him.

So I did kill someone, in a way.

Still think I'm talking metaphorically? What about you?

[Regulus Black]

I killed a professor, last year. I killed her without even thinking twice.

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[Imogen Sauveterre]

No you didn't. They never found out what really happened.

[Regulus Black]

Hemlock, I used. Slipped it into her drink without looking back. They know what caused it but they didn't want to start a panic. They pushed it under the rug and here I am.

And that's not even the worst thing I've done.

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