Sirius sighed and said, "No, he was killed by Voldemort, or more likely on Voldemort's orders. I doubt Regulus was important enough for Voldemort to kill him personally. From what I learned after his death, he was already in very deep. He was frightened by the things people wanted him to do, and he wanted out... What a ridiculous idea. He thought he could just hand Voldemort a resignation letter. Hmph, either you served him for life or you died."
Lupin said from beside him, "I knew a little about this back then, too. Douglas, what exactly are you looking for? There was never any information suggesting Voldemort had given Regulus anything. Even if he had, surely Voldemort would have taken it back after Regulus died?"
Sirius frowned. "What thing? Douglas, you've never mentioned this before. Where did you hear about it?"
Suspended in midair, Kreacher clamped his hands over his mouth. He still did not understand whether Douglas was talking about that incident. The Dark Lord had never rewarded Master Regulus with anything, but his master had indeed stolen something from the Dark Lord.
He was the only one who knew about it...
Douglas shook his head and said, "I need to speak to Kreacher alone."
With that, he beckoned to Kreacher, who flew toward Douglas against his will as Douglas pushed open the door to Regulus's room.
Regulus's bedroom was a little smaller than Sirius's, but their decorations were complete opposites. Sirius had wanted to show how different he was from his family, while Regulus had emphasized his heritage. Slytherin silver and green were everywhere, covering the bed, walls, and windows. The Black family crest and the motto "Forever pure B" had been painstakingly painted above the headboard. Beneath them were numerous yellowed newspaper clippings, pasted together in