**Consequences of Betrayal**

The darkness of the night seemed to swallow Regulus whole as he snuck out of the Gryffindor common room, his heart still heavy with anger and hurt from the earlier confrontation with Sirius and James. He had been seething with resentment, feeling like they were always trying to control him, always trying to dictate what he could and couldn't do. As he made his way through the deserted corridors, he stumbled upon a familiar figure - Crabbe, one of the Slytherin students he had been secretly meeting with. Crabbe's eyes gleamed with excitement as he pulled Regulus into the shadows. "Hey, Reg, I've been waiting for you," Crabbe said, his voice low and husky. "I've got a message from the others. They're getting impatient with you, and they're not happy about your little tiff with the Gryffindors." Regulus felt a shiver run down his spine as Crabbe's words dripped with malice. He knew he was taking a risk by meeting with Crabbe, but he had been tempted by the promise of power and excitement that the Slytherins offered. Crabbe's hand closed around Regulus's wrist, his grip like a vice. "You need to prove your loyalty to us, Reg. You need to show us that you're willing to do what it takes to be one of us." Regulus tried to pull away, but Crabbe's grip only tightened. He felt a surge of fear as Crabbe dragged him towards a nearby door, pushing him inside. The room was dimly lit, the only sound the creaking of the old wooden bedframe as Crabbe slammed Regulus onto it. Regulus's eyes widened in shock as Crabbe began to undress, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic light. "You're going to do exactly as I say, Reg," Crabbe hissed, his breath hot against Regulus's face. "You're going to take it, and you're going to like it." Regulus tried to struggle, but Crabbe was too strong. He felt a wave of pain and humiliation wash over him as Crabbe took him, the act brutal and unforgiving. As it was over, Regulus lay there, feeling shattered and broken. He knew he had crossed a line, that he had made a terrible mistake. The darkness seemed to close in around him, and he felt like he was drowning in his own despair.