Regulus of Hogwarts: Lord of the Stars

Regulus knew full well that nothing in this world came without reason. Especially not from someone of that caliber. Especially not directed at him.

If the guess held true, what was the purpose?

Star guided meditation was his foundation, the bedrock of his entire magical system. If Bellatrix wouldn't ignite, if the Orion model stalled at four and a half stars and couldn't be completed, his growth beyond that point would suffer.

Perhaps that person had seen this possibility.

Seen him stalling at a fork in the road. Seen him unable to break through for want of something he lacked. And chosen to intervene.

Or perhaps he could ignite it, but the wrong way.

Maybe someday he'd have done it naturally, driven to protect someone or something. But the outcome of that path, both the event itself and what it would make of him, might not be what that person wanted to see.

So they intervened. Let him ignite it early. On their terms.

Regulus turned these thoughts over and smiled to himself.