Fucking bitch, he thought. He met her eyes, icy blue. His own stormy grey. They were different but were from one colour spectrum. Just like them. Both stubborn, loyal and knew how to get away with things. So different yet so alike. And in that moment he lost control. He pushed her againt the brick wall, not caring if he hurt her. He wanted to hurt her.

One-shot. My first story. Regulus pays a visit to his favourite cousin before he sacrificies his life. Please review. Constructive Criticism is appreciated, hate is not.