Regulus Black was perfection. He was the good brother, the Slytherin boy, the heir and child of Orion and Walburga Black. The perfect one. Until he died. In the desolated noble and ancient house of Black, all that remained was dust and lingering, putrid scent of death. A legacy at the end, but never put to rest. Not truly. But what if things had played out a little differently? what if Regulus was not alone? what if the most cunning and gifted of Slytherin House had an accomplice, a brother, a confidant, a friend, and a lover. What if Regulus survived? This is the story of The noble and most ancient house of Black and its broken legacy, and those who survived it. This is a story of survival. From, yours truly The House of Black.