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What if: Regulus survived his horcrux hunt, turned himself in, served out his sentence, left for America, and then doesn’t hear from his home country again until years later when a snowy owl finds him at Ilvermorny?
Regulus likes Ilvermorny. It’s a castle too of course but constructed of beach-white stone and elegant palatial towers instead of the bulkier grey masonry of Hogwarts, and even at the height of winter, the weather never gets quite as dreary as the Scottish highlands are capable of. Hogwarts had its own charm, he knows, bright lights and enchantments to breathe warmth and life into the place, but if Regulus ever felt any kind of wonder or fondness for his alma mater, it’s long since been overshadowed by the powerplays and prejudice that ran rampant through all his years there.
Here in Ilvermorny, nobody gives a damn what his bloodline is, whether he’s a pureblood or a Black or even a former Death Eater. Well, they care a little bit, but not in the way Gryffindors or Order members or Slytherins or fellow purebloods back in Britain would.