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purelyregulus:

Regulus watched with barely disguised disgust, grimacing at the sight. He fully intended on just getting away from the scene as quickly as possible. “Sorry, you weren’t talking to me were you?”

“You’re the one looking at me ain’t you? And I’m the one looking at you, right? Unless I’ve got two bloody lazy eyes I dunno about. Is it threatening that someone from the lower class is stealing your precious food, Black? U n c o m f o r t a b l e?”

#( ch: regulus black. )#purelyregulus

incrassatum:

—- “eglatine, please remove yourself and make someone ELSE feel nauseous. perhaps students at your o w n table?”

“I’ve already done that, but if that’s your order as a prefect, Black, I’ll be very much obliged to try again.. How NAUSEOUS should I make ‘em? Jus’ so I can y’know, do what you’re telling me right.”

#incrassatum #( ch: narcissa black. )#'very much obliged'

mundangus:

Fletcher appeared behind Puffy, reaching over to pick out a dough ball from her purse, and threw it in his mouth, just in time to catch the last few seconds of her rant. “Sit back down, mate,” he pushed the boy back into his chair by the shoulders, leaning over him to constrain his personal space. “I know she’s small, but she eats like a beast…” Fletch started, and he planted the ring he slipped off Glenda into the boy’s pocket as he continued to talk. “And her kids? Stomachs of a fuckin’ hippogriff, all three of them.” Trading out the boy’s wallet for a filler, he passed the wallet onto Puffy and waited for her to take out the goods and return it to his hand. “Tempers of one, too. Got it from their mum, so apologise to my very small and very hungry friend if you don’t want to be humiliated in front of your sad little puberty crew over there.”

Before she had time to be properly annoyed at the fact that Fletch stuck his fingers in without washing his hands most likely ( a bit of irony ), she watched as her brother started to handle the nuisance in front of them. It was really very interesting, the body language, the whole exchange in general ( though she didn’t appreciate the comments on her eating -- not that she c a r e d ). Puffy watched as he made the trade with a ring she hadn’t seen before, and then trade the wallet out with a filler, giving the real wallet to her easily. Rolling her eyes, she took out his quid and galleons ( what an interesting wallet ), before handing the wallet back to Fletch. “I think he’s already humiliated -- and his apology would probably be empty.” Still, she watched as the boy apologized and squirmed away to his puberty crew, “but his wallet wasn’t.” Puffy frowned down at her food, “I’ll have to go’n waste time washing my hands now that I touched that money, Fletch.”

#mundagus #( ch: mundungus fletcher. )

“What? I’m stuffing food in my purse and I’m not BLOODY ashamed of it, just because half of you lot are living rich, doesn’t mean I do,” Puffy commented as she put food in her purse that was of course lined with plastic as to not get her purse too dirty. “Besides, this is a very very practiced method, if anything you should m a r v e l i n g at my process. Asking my brilliant arse for pointers.”