While the World Ends

by vqlfstar

Summary:

If anyone were to ask him what he thought of the dead a week ago, Regulus would have probably told them that he didn’t think enough about the dead to have an answer.

And now?

Now…

Now he thought of the dead all the fucking time.

And he wished for nothing more than to wake up and go back to before.

To the before when he didn’t think of them every waking moment.

To the before when he was naïve enough to think that nothing could touch him at Hogwarts.

When he was naïve enough to believe that nothing would ever get past Sirius.

When he was hopeful enough to think that the dead were the least of his concerns and it was the living that he had to look out for.

Because now he knew better.

Knew better than to not think of them.

 

OR

A present-day marauders x zombies au.

Chapter 1: Prologue

If anyone were to ask him what he thought of the dead a week ago, Regulus would have probably told them that he didn’t think enough about the dead to have an answer.

 

And now?

 

Now…

 

Now he thought of the dead all the fucking time.

 

And he wished for nothing more than to wake up and go back to before.

 

To the before when he didn’t think of them every waking moment.

 

To the before when he was naïve enough to think that nothing could touch him at Hogwarts.

 

When he was naïve enough to believe that nothing would ever get past Sirius.

 

When he was hopeful enough to think that the dead were the least of his concerns and it was the living that he had to lookout for.

 

Because now he knew better.

 

Knew better than to not think of them.