[He pauses a moment, before letting out a choked, miserable laugh. It's probably the most pathetic sound that has ever came from him, and Regulus doesn't even bother looking up. It's Sirius, and he's angry- of course. Regulus swallows hard, tries to clear his throat, but his voice is still hoarse, the potion is still making him hurt.]
-dying, apparently. Good to see you too, brother dear.
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-dying, apparently. Good to see you too, brother dear.