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Regulus Arcturus Black, is a famous figure skater, also known as ice prince, he has been skaten since he was a kid, it was the only thing he enjoyed doing.
His brother always supported him, no matter what he wanted, Sirius always supported him and his decisions.
The day he walked on the ice for the first time, had been the day he felt free for the first time. His older brother Sirius had brought him to the ice when regulus was only 4 years old.
“Come on reggieeeee” Sirius said as he waited for regulus to put on his skates. He was struggling a little “can you help me? I can’t get this thing closed” regulus said and looked at his brother full of hope.
Sirius sighed and walked back to help 4 year old Reggie close his skates. They then got on the ice and regulus fell in love.
At first he struggled to skate on the ice, but not even an hour later he drove like as if he had done this many times before.
“There you go!” Sirius looked so proud, he had brought the light into his brother’s life again. He was glad he could make regulus happy.
Regulus never loved something in his life, never, I mean sure he loved reading and his brother.
Oh how he loves and looks up to Sirius.
Regulus also loved the rain and quiet spaces. But it didn’t let him feel free, no matter what he and Sirius did, no matter how many books he read, or in how many library’s he was.
He didn’t feel free.
Until Sirius took him ice skating. He was scared, because he thought that he wasn’t good at it or will fall down.
He did fall a few times at the beginning but he and Sirius laughed it off. He was so fond of ice skating that he started to learn tricks and made up his own choreography.
When he first started school his classmates made of him because of his passion for the ice, no one understood him. He always came home really sad.
As Sirius saw that regulus isn’t happy when he comes home from school he can’t help but feel sorry “hey Reggie..what’s wrong..?” He asked.
The smaller boy crawled up into the arms of his older brother and cried “they are making fun of me” he sobbed. Sirius’ heart broke.
“Don’t let them tell you it’s not okay.. show them.. show them how good you are” He had told his brother all over again.
When regulus turned 10 years old, he was asked to become a figure skater for a skating academy.
He was skating on the ice like he was the only one there, when he suddenly pulled someone’s attention on him. Not just anyone.
A famous French figure skater, who worked for the most famous figure skater club. He was well known all around the world.
“Uhm excuse me” the man said, stopping regulus before he got off the ice “oui?” he asked, not really realising who he’s talking to.
“I’m sorry to disturb you.. you looked fantastic on the ice … i was wondering if you’d like to skate in my club” the man said, and in that moment his head clicked.
“Omg.. I- your- wow..” regulus breathed out. The man chuckled “I mean.. I would love to.. I.. wow this is.. amazing” regulus managed to say after some time.
“I’m glad.. can I met you here tomorrow at 6 pm?” The man ask, regulus nodded his head “yea! Yes of course “ he smiled.
“See you tomorrow ice prince” was the only thing the man said before leaving.
ice prince
ice prince
ice prince
ice prince
ice prince
Those words stuck in his mind, he needed to tell Sirius what happened.
“SIRIUS!” Regulus yelled through the house, trying to find his brother “yes?!” He yelled back.
“You won’t believe me what just happened” he said and was out of breath for running home.
He told Sirius everything that had happened at the ice today. Sirius couldn’t believe it, he was so happy “and then.. he called me ice price!” Regulus smiled, he was clearly happy.
A few years had gone by and regulus was now 15 and the youngest figure skater who made it to the shows and won first place 3 times.
He was really happy, no one could take that from him, he left home and safe when he skates.
“And for France, our ice prince Regulus Arcturus Black!!!” The presenter called from the stands.
The crowd wend wild as his name was called and he stepped onto the ice, he was wearing all black, as he is known for.
He waved as he skated into the middle of the field, throwing kisses as his family and some fans as well.
As soon as the music started he got in position. He was nervous, but knew his choreography like it was a joke, he knew every second of it, every turn, every spin, just everything.
He closed his eyes and started to skate, he was melting into his movements, smooth and steady.
He didn’t even skate because of the fame it got him, no, he skates because it’s his passion, you can see it when he puts on his skates.
As of a switch was turned all of his worries were pushed away as soon as he stepped foot on the ice. He was one with the ice underneath him.
The choreographer started of smooth with some easy steps and moves. But as he slowed and people thought he was coming to an end everything blew up.
He was doing the most dangerous skater moves that not even the champion would be able to handle.
The tried not to focus on his fans or the other ones, he set all the focus on his body and his moves.
He heard a lot from his fans most of them were ”omg..” “what?” “How can he do this” but he didn’t care. He was about to do the most dangerous jump.
He took a deep breath and just skated, until the point he had to do the jump, and he did it. He managed to the most dangerous choreography at only 15 years old and won gold medals with it.
But present day, regulus was 19, he was known all around the world by such a young age.
But it was only the start of a new life.