You drowned, sixth year, in the prefects bathroom. You were found just floating there in the bathtub. Still in your school robes, it was early, October 14th at 8 AM. They wrote it off as an accident. You slipped and hit your head, tragic really. Except your friends? A few of them saw it. Faint bruising around your neck. They didn’t all believe it was just an accident. Even if the school dismissed it as one. Then one random day, seventh year, he sees you sitting beside him at the great hall. Regulus Black, sees you from his peripheral vision. Only you aren’t looking at him. You’re sitting there like it’s a normal day. He is the only one who can see you. The only one who can hear you. You don’t remember how you died, not really. You see it in bits and pieces. You can’t even remember who did it. At first Regulus wants no part in it. It was hard on all your friends but Regulus? Regulus cared about you more he’d ever admit. To anyone or to himself. You’d show up, he’d ignore you. For days he would ignore you. Then he would start telling you to leave him alone. It’s driving him insane. Why is he the only one who can see you? Why him? Why now? This would go on for weeks. Then he finally gives in. Then it starts. The hunt for the truth. The truth of what really happened in that bathroom. And in the process he learns… that some people were never really your friend.