All that my blood remains, take it but do not let me suffer any longer - Antoinnette

Outside Hogwarts 1995, near Hagrid's hut.

Drowning, no air, no light just the sound of water. But the body wasn't in water but the lungs were full. A jolt ran though the laying body and eyes flew open, turning to the side he empty the water from the body. Everything was hazy and unfocused, he was drenched from head to toe. He could only get his body to kneel, hands stayed on the ground to steady him self. His lungs burn with life and his body was on adrenaline rush. He became aware of the three people around him, an very old man, woman, and a rather large man. They stared at him in disbelief.

"Dear lord, that's regulus Black." The woman gasped with her hand over her heart. The large man kept opening and closing his mouth trying to find wards but none came out. The older man steps close just a little though because Regulus eyes were some what feral and there was panic in them. "Welcome back to the living mr. black." The ole man then turn to the woman. "Just like born we are nude, Minerva your robe if you please."

Minerva snapped out of her trance, she shrugged out of her robe and quickly went over to Regulus. As she placed the robe around him, he wanted to back away from her but his body wouldn't move it was tired from the trauma it had went through. "What should we do about this Dumbledore? The ministry?" She asked as she kept her hold on the body when his body started to shake uncontrollably. Dumbledore looked a Regulus in pity, the boy look like he had seen horror and laid with it.

"Ministry is out of the question." Dumbledore paused to think. "Hagrid." The large man jumped up.

"Sir." Hagrid looked at Dumbledore with confusion. Dumbledore smiled. "Take mr. black in your hut, keep him there. He needs food and rest."

Hagrid nodded and proceeded to Regulus. " 'll right Black." He said as he picked Regulus up in his arms. Regulus squeaked in shock and the realization that all his muscle hurt.

"Gently, gently." Minerva quickly battered at Hagrid as he took the boy into the hut. Minerva turning to Dumbledore, he was talking back to the school and she ran to catch up. "What do we do? No amount of magic can make this possible!" She piped up as she got to Dumbledore. He was deep in thought. "Albus!" Dumbledore turn to her.

"I will contact Sirius. For how this is possible, the world we live in can be capable for impossible things."

Minerva scoffed at him. "Is this wise? Contacting his brother?"

Dumbledore sighed. "We have no choice. From what I could tell from the younger black is that he looked at us but didn't recognize who we are." Minerva frown as it dawned on her as she looked about at how the boys face was when he was close to him.

"Amnesia?" She asked and Dumbledore shook his head in no.

"The memories are there, I could see them but unfortunately they are all over the place and his brain, the only way to cope is to shutdown some of the memories and slowly reintroduce themselves." He pursed when they made it to the school. Dumbledore turned to look at Minerva once more. "My concern is what remains of who he is. Who knows what being brought back to the living can do on a persons mind. It is best for him to be with someone he is familiar to and that is he's brother." Dumbledore left it at that and left Minerva to her own thoughts.

In Hagrid hut, Regulus curled himself into a dark corner in Minerva's robes with a fur skin blanket that Hagrid carefully gave him. Sounds, touch, smells they were all on hyperdrive, it was making him shake. Hagrid had offered him food by holding the plate at him but Regulus just stared at it. It was then Hagrid put the food on the floor next to him and pushed it to him that when he ate it. It hurt and it was making him sick, his organs were acting as if they haven't been used in a while. He threw up and Hagrid quickly gave him a bucket once he was done he passed out cold in the corner of the hut.

Hands where pulling on him pulling him down into water, he struggled against them. But they were strong, regulus started to panic breathing became difficult. He looked down at the owner of the hands all he could see in the darkness was thousands of glowing eyes. Regulus body jerked him awake gasping at air. Sweat drenched his body, he struggled to move closer to the corners of the wall. Regulus rested his head on the wall trying to slowdown his heart rate and breathing. He could hear voice from outside the hut they were hash to his ears, Regulus's hearing was so sensitive that it felt like a thousand pins poking at his ear drums.

"What you say Dumbledore is impossible."

Stop talking

"My brother died years ago!"

Stop talking

"It could be a trap death eater in polyjuice."

No more please it hurts Regulus curls his knees to his chest and hides his head. Hagrid's dog fang cry at him from the sensing his distress.

"The truth is just behind that door."

Just like that the door opened and regulus tenses. People started to fill into the hut. Regulus glance at them through the corner of his eyes. He didn't know if he was suppose to know these people. The group of strangers could see Regulus huddled him the corner of the hut starring at them blankly as if he did not know them. Regulus to them he was deathly pale that it caused some of his blue veins to show, his eyes were feral, he was sweating and looked very tired. A man with a crazed eyes moved towards him, regulus just stared.

The man cast a spell but it must have not worked because he growls at Regulus in anger. "Get up boy!" He told him but Regulus didn't move just continued to stare at him as if he was seeing threw him. The man was getting anger and he went to grab him. In that spilt moment time stopped for Regulus as he stared wide eyed at the hand coming towards him. Hands hundreds no thousands of hands coming at him.

He screamed.

A burst of magic flew through him and pushed the man back hitting the table. He was still screaming all he could see was the hands. Regulus started to claw at the invisible hands the were gripping him but simultaneously make nail marks on his skin. Things were flying around the hut and fang started to bark uncontrollably at the crazy eyed man.

The strangers duck to avoid the flying items. Regulus sobbed in despair as the hands wouldn't go away. "His magic must be hyperactive from being brought back." Man man with scars on his face yelled as he ducked away from an item. "Like a child, he's scared and lashing out."he continued. "He must be reliving something from his scattered memories."

The crazed eye man got up and pointed his wand at Regulus. But before he could casted Dumbledore stepped in. "That's enough Alastor, your damage has been done."

The man sneered at Dumbledore. " how else are we going to stop him. The boy is bloody almost making him self bleed."

Dumbledore ignored mad-eye and looked at a well dresssed man. "Sirius, I know you have had conflict with you brother. But your the only solid memory he has that not so jumbled up." He paused to look at poor Regulus. "He doesn't know it you because you've aged. I knew there would be trauma from this for him."

"I can't forgive him for the things he's done." Sirius said with a hard look as he stared at his little brother.

"I'm not asking you to."

"Then what are you asking of me?!" Sirius sneered. Dumbledore looked at Sirius with pity and Sirius hated that.

"He needs his older brother right now."

Sirius stared at his little brother or what was once his little brother. Regulus hadn't aged but he looked different maybe being brought back does that. The look on his face the pure terror on it was sickening. Sirius could only imagine that must of been what he looked like as he fended off his killer. Regulus was surrounded by people he knew yet didn't know. Sirius rubbed his face with his hands, Dumbledore wasn't asking him to for give regulus just be his brother. Which sadly Sirius had sort of forgotten how.

"Sirius do something! He's going to hurt himself." The woman next to him yelled. It broke Sirius out of his thoughts.

Sirius carefully made his way to regulus avoiding the items flying at him. He bent down to regulus level and he caught Regulus hands from hurting him self more. But that only made thing for his brother worse. "No! The hands!" Regulus yelled as he struggled against Sirius. Sirius stared at him in confusion, didn't understand what his brother was going on about.

"Regulus, Regulus! Look at me!" Sirius shook regulus with a stern face. His little brother looked at him with a lost expression all over his face.

"Han-"

Sirius interrupted his brother before he could finish the words. "There are no hands Reggie, the only hands are yours and mine but you're hurting your self with yours." Sirius calmly says trying to console his brothers mind.

"Only mine?" Regulus said under his voice like a child trying to grasp what was happening, trying to understand. He looked over his body and saw no other hands on him, the man was right. His body sages in relief and then realized that there was something also important about his episode. Regulus could remember in the back of his mind, flashes of his older brothers face and a locket came to his mind. He jerked his head up to the mans face and the man was taken back at first. "Take me to my brother please. His name is Sirius. I have something important to tell him...about a locket but...I don't know why...I can't remember." Regulus said in a panic and sobbed at the last part. Sirius frown at his little brother brother, he was standing in front of him had he changed that much.

"Regulus, I am Sirius I'm right here." Regulus looked at him in confusion. Sirius let go of regulus's hands and rolled up his left sleeve to show him a scare, a token from their mother. Regulus stared at the scare and touched it then looked back up at the man claiming to be his brother.

"Sirius?" Regulus took his own hands and gently placed them on Sirius's face in disbelief. Sirius nodded.

"Hello Reggie." Regulus sobbed in and leaned his head on Sirius chest crying. His body was exhausted all the strength he had was now focused on clinging to his brother. Regulus's eyes started to drop.

"Locket, important." He whispered as he sagged more into Sirius falling into dreamless sleep. Sirius gripped him as his body fully relaxed. Once the boy body relaxed the items flying around the hut dropped clanking to the floor.

Regulus's body went limp and Sirius moved his half of his body so that he was almost cradling him, Regulus's head rolled to the right. He was trembling in Sirius's arms, regulus's teeth were chattering together. It finally dawns on Sirius that his brother had no clothes nothing to keep warm with. He pulled more of the robe and fur blanket around his brother. Sirius pulled out his wand and muttered a warming charm under his breath. Sirius took one of Regulus's arm and exams it. The dark mark was so faded it was hard to make out and it wasn't moving like he had seen others before it had no power. It was like an old faded bad muggle tattoo.

"This could have gone better, but we know see the state of mind the boy is in." Dumbledore spoke with concern and he frown at the young black. "Remus do mind?" Dumbledore waved at the mess In the hut.

"Of course." Remus took out his wand and waved with that the items went back to were they once were. "What do with the Regulus?" Remus questioned Dumbledore.

"He belongs in Azkaban!" Mad-eye sneered at the unconscious boy in Sirius's arms.

"No. He will stay with his brother, regulus must have some important information what it is we do not know. Young black's memories are disorganized and his body need time to cope. Like Harry, Regulus is in danger not only from voldemorts followers but also from himself. Until his mind and body are healed I hope." Dumbledore walked closer to the brothers. "What information he has will be useful but only in due time, if we force it out of him. I fear he may turn into an obscurial. That is the last thing we need, don't you agree?" Dumbledore put his hand on Sirius's shoulder.

"Time for him to go home Mr. Black." Nothing else was said.