2. upward over the mountain

mother, i made it up from the bruise on the floor of this prison
mother, i lost it, all of the fear of the lord i was given
so may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten
sons are like birds, flying upward over the mountain


He had made his decision.

He was going to get the Dark Mark.

He would make his family proud.

The morning before the initiation, his mother woke him up. Her dark hazel eyes were filled with worry. “Regulus, you don’t have to do this. You have already proved yourself worthy to the Black family,” she said, begging him not to waste his life.

“Mother, don’t worry. I’ll be fine. I have to do this for us,” he said as he got up from his bed.

“You’re only sixteen!”

“Yes, its never too early to redeem this family from Sirius’ shame.”