Regulus Arcturus Black

@no-fuck-u

Regulus Arcturus Black, the younger brother of Sirius Black.

34 posts

This is a role play for @unnecessaryheadache au on the Prank gone wrong, involving Sirius obliviating Snape after the Prank.

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Hi, my name is Regulus Black. I'm a member of Slytherin House.

I'm sixteen years old, and I'm ready to sacrifice my life (kill myself) for the good of the Wizarding World (so i can escape the Black Family)

(Incomplete)

My Friends:

My relatives:

Sirius, my brother: @sirius-orion-black-the-third

Bellatrix, my favorite cousin: @luauw0511

Narcissa, my COOLEST cousin: @flower-not-star

My Friends:

Pandora, probably should get checked on but it’s cool: @serpentine-starlight

Evan, literally the most stable out of all of us and he’s not stable:

Barty, my actual best friend i love him so much (never tell him i said that): @the-officalbartycrouch-jr

Dorcas, fashion advice and also murder advice but we don’t talk about that: @meadowes-cass

Other… people:

Severance Prince, I don’t know anything about them: @lost-dim-prince

Severus Snape, potions expert: @i-will-haunt-you-in-your-dreams

James Potter, Sirius’ best friend: @pprongspotter

Peter Pettigrew, I don’t fucking know anything about him: @peter-francis-pettigrew

Lily Evans, cool I suppose; really quite scary sometimes: @the-real-ms-evans

Mary Macdonald, uh… pretty ig?: @miss-marry-mcdonald

Marlene McKinnon, bit too punk for my taste: @siriuslyobsessed394

Gilderoy Lockhart, always trying to talk to me for some reason: @gilderoy---lockhart

Regulus had always loved visiting the astronomy tower: it was quiet, peaceful, and had an easy view of the stars. He’d come up almost every night since his second year, and never once had he been up here at the same time as someone else. Until now.

( @pprongspotter )

((ik we’re not doing as much relationship stuff now but me and the James rper have been talking about possibly doing Jegulus, so im just setting it up lol))

“Fancy seeing you here,” James spoke, seeing the other turn his head in surprise. The astronomy tower was the only place James could go to escape things or hide; no one would ever assume he’s up here. He clutched the map in his hands, putting it into his pocked as he turned back to look at the far distance view from the tower.

“What’re you doing up here?” Regulus asks, confused, “Don’t you have to look after my idiot brother or something?”

(OOC, regulus doesn’t know that the gang has split up because he’s not paying attention to his brothers’ activities)

@pprongspotter

James followed a string of stars in the sky, trying to find the end of the constellation. He tried his hardest not to let Regulus’ comment sting, but it did nonetheless. It was difficult to pretend the group’s split didn’t bother him. They were his best friends, after-all, and now they can each barely look each other in the eye.

“I’m stargazing,” James stated the obvious, looking over at the black haired boy. “And no. We’re not really talking anymore.”

Regulus glances up at the stars too. It’s too early to see his star, which he knew.

“Oh?” He asks, “Why not?”

He’s genuinely surprised; Sirius and the Marauders had been getting along fine earlier this month, so what had changed?

@pprongspotter

“Its…” James let out a small huff of breath, turning his head slightly to look at the younger of the Black brothers. “Complicated,” he mumbled. A bit of silence passed between the two. It wasn’t uncomfortable or awkward,but it wasn’t necessarily comfortable either.

“What about you? Why are you up here?”

Regulus shrugs.

“I come up here a lot. The stars are comforting. They listen…”

He falls silent; he doesn’t really want to explain the things going on in his family.

@pprongspotter

James watching Regulus’ demeanor tense, deciding to nod instead of saying anything. He turned back to look at the stars.

(You used the wrong account)

After a few moments of silence, Regulus asks James a question that’s been burning for a while.

“Is Sirius okay? I know you said you don’t talk to him but… was he okay, last time you spoke?”

@pprongspotter

(OOC i know im sorry)

James sat back, rubbing the heel of his palm against his brow like he could push the worry out of his skull.

“I don’t even know who he is anymore,” he muttered, voice quieter than usual. “I mean, I do. Somewhere under all of it — the swagger, the snide little smirks, the way he acts like nothing sticks to him — he’s still there. But he’s… fuck, he’s slipping.”

He glanced at Regulus, unsure whether it even mattered to say this to him. But it had to go somewhere.

“He used to fight it, you know? All the shit your family poured into him. He hated it. Said he wanted to be better than them. Said he was. And for a while, I believed him. I think he believed it too.”

James swallowed, the words catching.

“But now? I see him with them — Crouch, Rosier, Mulciber, your lot — laughing like it’s all a game. And I keep thinking, what if he’s stopped fighting? What if he’s tired, and he’s just letting it win?”

He looked down, fingers twitching in his lap.

“I’m not angry at him. Not really. I’m scared. Because once you stop fighting that kind of darkness… it doesn’t let go. And I don’t think he sees it happening. I think he thinks he’s still in control.”

Another pause.

“And I don’t think I am, anymore. I don’t think I make a difference.” He was quiet once again for a few seconds before saying. “I know you’re on the otber side of the war than him and I. I don’t care if I offend you, but I don’t want him to end up like that. He didn’t want to end up like that. I’m worried he’s changed his mind.”

Regulus sighs.

“I… don’t want him to end up like me either. I’m fucked up inside, truly. I… used to fight it, like him; he was my big brother! I wanted to be just like him… but… I think when mother saw the way he turned out she… didn’t want me to end up like him. She did everything in her power to separate us and… it worked. I hate that it did, but it worked. I’ve got the mark, now and… I never used to want it, but now…”

He shrugs, praying that James can’t see the tear slipping down his cheek.

“I don’t know what I would do if he got the mark… I think it would be like all of his progress was for nothing, and… I don’t know… it felt a bit like I was living through him, y’know? But if he… if he gets the mark… it’s like everything he did to fight our parents… just… was pointless.”

@pprongspotter

He didn’t say anything at first. Just stared, wide-eyed, as if the world had tilted in his hands and he wasn’t sure whether to hold it steady or let it fall.

“Regulus…” he said finally, barely above a whisper. “Shit.”

His voice was softer now, the anger bled dry, replaced with something hollow and aching.

“I don’t want him to end up like you either.”

James looked away for a moment, eyes stinging in spite of himself. “Not because you’re weak. Or cruel. Or anything like that. But because I can see it on you… what it costs to carry all that silence.”

James looked back at the stars in the sky, thoughts spiraling into a million stars in his head. He wanted to say so much, but didn’t even know where to start.

“Do you remember when you and I would spend time together in the quidditch grounds after lessons were over? Back when I was in 4th year?” The two havent spoken about that in years, and James loved hanging out with Regulus, as much as he didn’t like to admit it. He was stuck up and cocky, but he also was fun to be around. They definitely weren’t friends, but there was some sort of mutual respect for one another—before they grew up and realized they had to pick sides.

Regulus chuckles quietly.

“I do.”

He wished he could go back to that; the carefree child who didn’t have the weight of the world on his shoulders.

“God, I miss that.”

It felt strange, admitting it out loud. It felt like simultaneously, someone had lifted the burden from his chest, and then replaced it with something heavier.

He doesn’t want to cry; not in front of James, not in front of anyone, but how can he hold it back now? Now that he’s explained his entire life story to this man who he barely knows.

He turns away, so James can’t see his face.

“I miss you. And Sirius…”

@pprongspotter

James shifted, glancing at Regulus, then down at his hands.

“I liked talking to you,” he said quietly. “Before all of… this. When we still thought everything was going to be okay and that it would be over soon.”

A pause.

“I miss you as well. I think Sirius does too — he just won’t say it.”

He looked up, eyes a little tired. “You should talk to him. While you still can.”

“I’ve tried… I think… I think I sort of see myself in him… which isn’t good, but the first time… it was me drifting away from him, and now I’m the one trying to talk to him.”

Regulus looks over the Forbidden Forest.

“I wouldn’t mind talking to you more, though. If you’re up for it?”

@pprongspotter

A small sigh left James’ lips. “I’m okay with that. Maybe it’ll be like old times”

“Maybe… do you wanna meet on the quidditch pitch again? Or up here?”

Regulus had always loved visiting the astronomy tower: it was quiet, peaceful, and had an easy view of the stars. He’d come up almost every night since his second year, and never once had he been up here at the same time as someone else. Until now.

( @pprongspotter )

((ik we’re not doing as much relationship stuff now but me and the James rper have been talking about possibly doing Jegulus, so im just setting it up lol))

“Fancy seeing you here,” James spoke, seeing the other turn his head in surprise. The astronomy tower was the only place James could go to escape things or hide; no one would ever assume he’s up here. He clutched the map in his hands, putting it into his pocked as he turned back to look at the far distance view from the tower.

“What’re you doing up here?” Regulus asks, confused, “Don’t you have to look after my idiot brother or something?”

(OOC, regulus doesn’t know that the gang has split up because he’s not paying attention to his brothers’ activities)

@pprongspotter

James followed a string of stars in the sky, trying to find the end of the constellation. He tried his hardest not to let Regulus’ comment sting, but it did nonetheless. It was difficult to pretend the group’s split didn’t bother him. They were his best friends, after-all, and now they can each barely look each other in the eye.

“I’m stargazing,” James stated the obvious, looking over at the black haired boy. “And no. We’re not really talking anymore.”

Regulus glances up at the stars too. It’s too early to see his star, which he knew.

“Oh?” He asks, “Why not?”

He’s genuinely surprised; Sirius and the Marauders had been getting along fine earlier this month, so what had changed?

@pprongspotter

“Its…” James let out a small huff of breath, turning his head slightly to look at the younger of the Black brothers. “Complicated,” he mumbled. A bit of silence passed between the two. It wasn’t uncomfortable or awkward,but it wasn’t necessarily comfortable either.

“What about you? Why are you up here?”

Regulus shrugs.

“I come up here a lot. The stars are comforting. They listen…”

He falls silent; he doesn’t really want to explain the things going on in his family.

@pprongspotter

James watching Regulus’ demeanor tense, deciding to nod instead of saying anything. He turned back to look at the stars.

(You used the wrong account)

After a few moments of silence, Regulus asks James a question that’s been burning for a while.

“Is Sirius okay? I know you said you don’t talk to him but… was he okay, last time you spoke?”

@pprongspotter

(OOC i know im sorry)

James sat back, rubbing the heel of his palm against his brow like he could push the worry out of his skull.

“I don’t even know who he is anymore,” he muttered, voice quieter than usual. “I mean, I do. Somewhere under all of it — the swagger, the snide little smirks, the way he acts like nothing sticks to him — he’s still there. But he’s… fuck, he’s slipping.”

He glanced at Regulus, unsure whether it even mattered to say this to him. But it had to go somewhere.

“He used to fight it, you know? All the shit your family poured into him. He hated it. Said he wanted to be better than them. Said he was. And for a while, I believed him. I think he believed it too.”

James swallowed, the words catching.

“But now? I see him with them — Crouch, Rosier, Mulciber, your lot — laughing like it’s all a game. And I keep thinking, what if he’s stopped fighting? What if he’s tired, and he’s just letting it win?”

He looked down, fingers twitching in his lap.

“I’m not angry at him. Not really. I’m scared. Because once you stop fighting that kind of darkness… it doesn’t let go. And I don’t think he sees it happening. I think he thinks he’s still in control.”

Another pause.

“And I don’t think I am, anymore. I don’t think I make a difference.” He was quiet once again for a few seconds before saying. “I know you’re on the otber side of the war than him and I. I don’t care if I offend you, but I don’t want him to end up like that. He didn’t want to end up like that. I’m worried he’s changed his mind.”

Regulus sighs.

“I… don’t want him to end up like me either. I’m fucked up inside, truly. I… used to fight it, like him; he was my big brother! I wanted to be just like him… but… I think when mother saw the way he turned out she… didn’t want me to end up like him. She did everything in her power to separate us and… it worked. I hate that it did, but it worked. I’ve got the mark, now and… I never used to want it, but now…”

He shrugs, praying that James can’t see the tear slipping down his cheek.

“I don’t know what I would do if he got the mark… I think it would be like all of his progress was for nothing, and… I don’t know… it felt a bit like I was living through him, y’know? But if he… if he gets the mark… it’s like everything he did to fight our parents… just… was pointless.”

@pprongspotter

He didn’t say anything at first. Just stared, wide-eyed, as if the world had tilted in his hands and he wasn’t sure whether to hold it steady or let it fall.

“Regulus…” he said finally, barely above a whisper. “Shit.”

His voice was softer now, the anger bled dry, replaced with something hollow and aching.

“I don’t want him to end up like you either.”

James looked away for a moment, eyes stinging in spite of himself. “Not because you’re weak. Or cruel. Or anything like that. But because I can see it on you… what it costs to carry all that silence.”

James looked back at the stars in the sky, thoughts spiraling into a million stars in his head. He wanted to say so much, but didn’t even know where to start.

“Do you remember when you and I would spend time together in the quidditch grounds after lessons were over? Back when I was in 4th year?” The two havent spoken about that in years, and James loved hanging out with Regulus, as much as he didn’t like to admit it. He was stuck up and cocky, but he also was fun to be around. They definitely weren’t friends, but there was some sort of mutual respect for one another—before they grew up and realized they had to pick sides.

Regulus chuckles quietly.

“I do.”

He wished he could go back to that; the carefree child who didn’t have the weight of the world on his shoulders.

“God, I miss that.”

It felt strange, admitting it out loud. It felt like simultaneously, someone had lifted the burden from his chest, and then replaced it with something heavier.

He doesn’t want to cry; not in front of James, not in front of anyone, but how can he hold it back now? Now that he’s explained his entire life story to this man who he barely knows.

He turns away, so James can’t see his face.

“I miss you. And Sirius…”

@pprongspotter

James shifted, glancing at Regulus, then down at his hands.

“I liked talking to you,” he said quietly. “Before all of… this. When we still thought everything was going to be okay and that it would be over soon.”

A pause.

“I miss you as well. I think Sirius does too — he just won’t say it.”

He looked up, eyes a little tired. “You should talk to him. While you still can.”

“I’ve tried… I think… I think I sort of see myself in him… which isn’t good, but the first time… it was me drifting away from him, and now I’m the one trying to talk to him.”

Regulus looks over the Forbidden Forest.

“I wouldn’t mind talking to you more, though. If you’re up for it?”

@pprongspotter

Regulus had always loved visiting the astronomy tower: it was quiet, peaceful, and had an easy view of the stars. He’d come up almost every night since his second year, and never once had he been up here at the same time as someone else. Until now.

( @pprongspotter )

((ik we’re not doing as much relationship stuff now but me and the James rper have been talking about possibly doing Jegulus, so im just setting it up lol))

“Fancy seeing you here,” James spoke, seeing the other turn his head in surprise. The astronomy tower was the only place James could go to escape things or hide; no one would ever assume he’s up here. He clutched the map in his hands, putting it into his pocked as he turned back to look at the far distance view from the tower.

“What’re you doing up here?” Regulus asks, confused, “Don’t you have to look after my idiot brother or something?”

(OOC, regulus doesn’t know that the gang has split up because he’s not paying attention to his brothers’ activities)

@pprongspotter

James followed a string of stars in the sky, trying to find the end of the constellation. He tried his hardest not to let Regulus’ comment sting, but it did nonetheless. It was difficult to pretend the group’s split didn’t bother him. They were his best friends, after-all, and now they can each barely look each other in the eye.

“I’m stargazing,” James stated the obvious, looking over at the black haired boy. “And no. We’re not really talking anymore.”

Regulus glances up at the stars too. It’s too early to see his star, which he knew.

“Oh?” He asks, “Why not?”

He’s genuinely surprised; Sirius and the Marauders had been getting along fine earlier this month, so what had changed?

@pprongspotter

“Its…” James let out a small huff of breath, turning his head slightly to look at the younger of the Black brothers. “Complicated,” he mumbled. A bit of silence passed between the two. It wasn’t uncomfortable or awkward,but it wasn’t necessarily comfortable either.

“What about you? Why are you up here?”

Regulus shrugs.

“I come up here a lot. The stars are comforting. They listen…”

He falls silent; he doesn’t really want to explain the things going on in his family.

@pprongspotter

James watching Regulus’ demeanor tense, deciding to nod instead of saying anything. He turned back to look at the stars.

(You used the wrong account)

After a few moments of silence, Regulus asks James a question that’s been burning for a while.

“Is Sirius okay? I know you said you don’t talk to him but… was he okay, last time you spoke?”

@pprongspotter

(OOC i know im sorry)

James sat back, rubbing the heel of his palm against his brow like he could push the worry out of his skull.

“I don’t even know who he is anymore,” he muttered, voice quieter than usual. “I mean, I do. Somewhere under all of it — the swagger, the snide little smirks, the way he acts like nothing sticks to him — he’s still there. But he’s… fuck, he’s slipping.”

He glanced at Regulus, unsure whether it even mattered to say this to him. But it had to go somewhere.

“He used to fight it, you know? All the shit your family poured into him. He hated it. Said he wanted to be better than them. Said he was. And for a while, I believed him. I think he believed it too.”

James swallowed, the words catching.

“But now? I see him with them — Crouch, Rosier, Mulciber, your lot — laughing like it’s all a game. And I keep thinking, what if he’s stopped fighting? What if he’s tired, and he’s just letting it win?”

He looked down, fingers twitching in his lap.

“I’m not angry at him. Not really. I’m scared. Because once you stop fighting that kind of darkness… it doesn’t let go. And I don’t think he sees it happening. I think he thinks he’s still in control.”

Another pause.

“And I don’t think I am, anymore. I don’t think I make a difference.” He was quiet once again for a few seconds before saying. “I know you’re on the otber side of the war than him and I. I don’t care if I offend you, but I don’t want him to end up like that. He didn’t want to end up like that. I’m worried he’s changed his mind.”

Regulus sighs.

“I… don’t want him to end up like me either. I’m fucked up inside, truly. I… used to fight it, like him; he was my big brother! I wanted to be just like him… but… I think when mother saw the way he turned out she… didn’t want me to end up like him. She did everything in her power to separate us and… it worked. I hate that it did, but it worked. I’ve got the mark, now and… I never used to want it, but now…”

He shrugs, praying that James can’t see the tear slipping down his cheek.

“I don’t know what I would do if he got the mark… I think it would be like all of his progress was for nothing, and… I don’t know… it felt a bit like I was living through him, y’know? But if he… if he gets the mark… it’s like everything he did to fight our parents… just… was pointless.”

@pprongspotter

He didn’t say anything at first. Just stared, wide-eyed, as if the world had tilted in his hands and he wasn’t sure whether to hold it steady or let it fall.

“Regulus…” he said finally, barely above a whisper. “Shit.”

His voice was softer now, the anger bled dry, replaced with something hollow and aching.

“I don’t want him to end up like you either.”

James looked away for a moment, eyes stinging in spite of himself. “Not because you’re weak. Or cruel. Or anything like that. But because I can see it on you… what it costs to carry all that silence.”

James looked back at the stars in the sky, thoughts spiraling into a million stars in his head. He wanted to say so much, but didn’t even know where to start.

“Do you remember when you and I would spend time together in the quidditch grounds after lessons were over? Back when I was in 4th year?” The two havent spoken about that in years, and James loved hanging out with Regulus, as much as he didn’t like to admit it. He was stuck up and cocky, but he also was fun to be around. They definitely weren’t friends, but there was some sort of mutual respect for one another—before they grew up and realized they had to pick sides.

Regulus chuckles quietly.

“I do.”

He wished he could go back to that; the carefree child who didn’t have the weight of the world on his shoulders.

“God, I miss that.”

It felt strange, admitting it out loud. It felt like simultaneously, someone had lifted the burden from his chest, and then replaced it with something heavier.

He doesn’t want to cry; not in front of James, not in front of anyone, but how can he hold it back now? Now that he’s explained his entire life story to this man who he barely knows.

He turns away, so James can’t see his face.

“I miss you. And Sirius…”

@pprongspotter

Regulus had always loved visiting the astronomy tower: it was quiet, peaceful, and had an easy view of the stars. He’d come up almost every night since his second year, and never once had he been up here at the same time as someone else. Until now.

( @pprongspotter )

((ik we’re not doing as much relationship stuff now but me and the James rper have been talking about possibly doing Jegulus, so im just setting it up lol))

“Fancy seeing you here,” James spoke, seeing the other turn his head in surprise. The astronomy tower was the only place James could go to escape things or hide; no one would ever assume he’s up here. He clutched the map in his hands, putting it into his pocked as he turned back to look at the far distance view from the tower.

“What’re you doing up here?” Regulus asks, confused, “Don’t you have to look after my idiot brother or something?”

(OOC, regulus doesn’t know that the gang has split up because he’s not paying attention to his brothers’ activities)

@pprongspotter

James followed a string of stars in the sky, trying to find the end of the constellation. He tried his hardest not to let Regulus’ comment sting, but it did nonetheless. It was difficult to pretend the group’s split didn’t bother him. They were his best friends, after-all, and now they can each barely look each other in the eye.

“I’m stargazing,” James stated the obvious, looking over at the black haired boy. “And no. We’re not really talking anymore.”

Regulus glances up at the stars too. It’s too early to see his star, which he knew.

“Oh?” He asks, “Why not?”

He’s genuinely surprised; Sirius and the Marauders had been getting along fine earlier this month, so what had changed?

@pprongspotter

“Its…” James let out a small huff of breath, turning his head slightly to look at the younger of the Black brothers. “Complicated,” he mumbled. A bit of silence passed between the two. It wasn’t uncomfortable or awkward,but it wasn’t necessarily comfortable either.

“What about you? Why are you up here?”

Regulus shrugs.

“I come up here a lot. The stars are comforting. They listen…”

He falls silent; he doesn’t really want to explain the things going on in his family.

@pprongspotter

James watching Regulus’ demeanor tense, deciding to nod instead of saying anything. He turned back to look at the stars.

(You used the wrong account)

After a few moments of silence, Regulus asks James a question that’s been burning for a while.

“Is Sirius okay? I know you said you don’t talk to him but… was he okay, last time you spoke?”

@pprongspotter

(OOC i know im sorry)

James sat back, rubbing the heel of his palm against his brow like he could push the worry out of his skull.

“I don’t even know who he is anymore,” he muttered, voice quieter than usual. “I mean, I do. Somewhere under all of it — the swagger, the snide little smirks, the way he acts like nothing sticks to him — he’s still there. But he’s… fuck, he’s slipping.”

He glanced at Regulus, unsure whether it even mattered to say this to him. But it had to go somewhere.

“He used to fight it, you know? All the shit your family poured into him. He hated it. Said he wanted to be better than them. Said he was. And for a while, I believed him. I think he believed it too.”

James swallowed, the words catching.

“But now? I see him with them — Crouch, Rosier, Mulciber, your lot — laughing like it’s all a game. And I keep thinking, what if he’s stopped fighting? What if he’s tired, and he’s just letting it win?”

He looked down, fingers twitching in his lap.

“I’m not angry at him. Not really. I’m scared. Because once you stop fighting that kind of darkness… it doesn’t let go. And I don’t think he sees it happening. I think he thinks he’s still in control.”

Another pause.

“And I don’t think I am, anymore. I don’t think I make a difference.” He was quiet once again for a few seconds before saying. “I know you’re on the otber side of the war than him and I. I don’t care if I offend you, but I don’t want him to end up like that. He didn’t want to end up like that. I’m worried he’s changed his mind.”

Regulus sighs.

“I… don’t want him to end up like me either. I’m fucked up inside, truly. I… used to fight it, like him; he was my big brother! I wanted to be just like him… but… I think when mother saw the way he turned out she… didn’t want me to end up like him. She did everything in her power to separate us and… it worked. I hate that it did, but it worked. I’ve got the mark, now and… I never used to want it, but now…”

He shrugs, praying that James can’t see the tear slipping down his cheek.

“I don’t know what I would do if he got the mark… I think it would be like all of his progress was for nothing, and… I don’t know… it felt a bit like I was living through him, y’know? But if he… if he gets the mark… it’s like everything he did to fight our parents… just… was pointless.”

@pprongspotter

Regulus had always loved visiting the astronomy tower: it was quiet, peaceful, and had an easy view of the stars. He’d come up almost every night since his second year, and never once had he been up here at the same time as someone else. Until now.

( @pprongspotter )

((ik we’re not doing as much relationship stuff now but me and the James rper have been talking about possibly doing Jegulus, so im just setting it up lol))

“Fancy seeing you here,” James spoke, seeing the other turn his head in surprise. The astronomy tower was the only place James could go to escape things or hide; no one would ever assume he’s up here. He clutched the map in his hands, putting it into his pocked as he turned back to look at the far distance view from the tower.

“What’re you doing up here?” Regulus asks, confused, “Don’t you have to look after my idiot brother or something?”

(OOC, regulus doesn’t know that the gang has split up because he’s not paying attention to his brothers’ activities)

@pprongspotter

James followed a string of stars in the sky, trying to find the end of the constellation. He tried his hardest not to let Regulus’ comment sting, but it did nonetheless. It was difficult to pretend the group’s split didn’t bother him. They were his best friends, after-all, and now they can each barely look each other in the eye.

“I’m stargazing,” James stated the obvious, looking over at the black haired boy. “And no. We’re not really talking anymore.”

Regulus glances up at the stars too. It’s too early to see his star, which he knew.

“Oh?” He asks, “Why not?”

He’s genuinely surprised; Sirius and the Marauders had been getting along fine earlier this month, so what had changed?

@pprongspotter

“Its…” James let out a small huff of breath, turning his head slightly to look at the younger of the Black brothers. “Complicated,” he mumbled. A bit of silence passed between the two. It wasn’t uncomfortable or awkward,but it wasn’t necessarily comfortable either.

“What about you? Why are you up here?”

Regulus shrugs.

“I come up here a lot. The stars are comforting. They listen…”

He falls silent; he doesn’t really want to explain the things going on in his family.

@pprongspotter

James watching Regulus’ demeanor tense, deciding to nod instead of saying anything. He turned back to look at the stars.

(You used the wrong account)

After a few moments of silence, Regulus asks James a question that’s been burning for a while.

“Is Sirius okay? I know you said you don’t talk to him but… was he okay, last time you spoke?”

@pprongspotter

Regulus had always loved visiting the astronomy tower: it was quiet, peaceful, and had an easy view of the stars. He’d come up almost every night since his second year, and never once had he been up here at the same time as someone else. Until now.

( @pprongspotter )

((ik we’re not doing as much relationship stuff now but me and the James rper have been talking about possibly doing Jegulus, so im just setting it up lol))

“Fancy seeing you here,” James spoke, seeing the other turn his head in surprise. The astronomy tower was the only place James could go to escape things or hide; no one would ever assume he’s up here. He clutched the map in his hands, putting it into his pocked as he turned back to look at the far distance view from the tower.

“What’re you doing up here?” Regulus asks, confused, “Don’t you have to look after my idiot brother or something?”

(OOC, regulus doesn’t know that the gang has split up because he’s not paying attention to his brothers’ activities)

@pprongspotter

James followed a string of stars in the sky, trying to find the end of the constellation. He tried his hardest not to let Regulus’ comment sting, but it did nonetheless. It was difficult to pretend the group’s split didn’t bother him. They were his best friends, after-all, and now they can each barely look each other in the eye.

“I’m stargazing,” James stated the obvious, looking over at the black haired boy. “And no. We’re not really talking anymore.”

Regulus glances up at the stars too. It’s too early to see his star, which he knew.

“Oh?” He asks, “Why not?”

He’s genuinely surprised; Sirius and the Marauders had been getting along fine earlier this month, so what had changed?

@pprongspotter

“Its…” James let out a small huff of breath, turning his head slightly to look at the younger of the Black brothers. “Complicated,” he mumbled. A bit of silence passed between the two. It wasn’t uncomfortable or awkward,but it wasn’t necessarily comfortable either.

“What about you? Why are you up here?”

Regulus shrugs.

“I come up here a lot. The stars are comforting. They listen…”

He falls silent; he doesn’t really want to explain the things going on in his family.

@pprongspotter

Regulus had always loved visiting the astronomy tower: it was quiet, peaceful, and had an easy view of the stars. He’d come up almost every night since his second year, and never once had he been up here at the same time as someone else. Until now.

( @pprongspotter )

((ik we’re not doing as much relationship stuff now but me and the James rper have been talking about possibly doing Jegulus, so im just setting it up lol))

“Fancy seeing you here,” James spoke, seeing the other turn his head in surprise. The astronomy tower was the only place James could go to escape things or hide; no one would ever assume he’s up here. He clutched the map in his hands, putting it into his pocked as he turned back to look at the far distance view from the tower.

“What’re you doing up here?” Regulus asks, confused, “Don’t you have to look after my idiot brother or something?”

(OOC, regulus doesn’t know that the gang has split up because he’s not paying attention to his brothers’ activities)

@pprongspotter

James followed a string of stars in the sky, trying to find the end of the constellation. He tried his hardest not to let Regulus’ comment sting, but it did nonetheless. It was difficult to pretend the group’s split didn’t bother him. They were his best friends, after-all, and now they can each barely look each other in the eye.

“I’m stargazing,” James stated the obvious, looking over at the black haired boy. “And no. We’re not really talking anymore.”

Regulus glances up at the stars too. It’s too early to see his star, which he knew.

“Oh?” He asks, “Why not?”

He’s genuinely surprised; Sirius and the Marauders had been getting along fine earlier this month, so what had changed?

@pprongspotter

Regulus had always loved visiting the astronomy tower: it was quiet, peaceful, and had an easy view of the stars. He’d come up almost every night since his second year, and never once had he been up here at the same time as someone else. Until now.

( @pprongspotter )

((ik we’re not doing as much relationship stuff now but me and the James rper have been talking about possibly doing Jegulus, so im just setting it up lol))

“Fancy seeing you here,” James spoke, seeing the other turn his head in surprise. The astronomy tower was the only place James could go to escape things or hide; no one would ever assume he’s up here. He clutched the map in his hands, putting it into his pocked as he turned back to look at the far distance view from the tower.

“What’re you doing up here?” Regulus asks, confused, “Don’t you have to look after my idiot brother or something?”

(OOC, regulus doesn’t know that the gang has split up because he’s not paying attention to his brothers’ activities)

@pprongspotter

Regulus had always loved visiting the astronomy tower: it was quiet, peaceful, and had an easy view of the stars. He’d come up almost every night since his second year, and never once had he been up here at the same time as someone else. Until now.

( @pprongspotter )

((ik we’re not doing as much relationship stuff now but me and the James rper have been talking about possibly doing Jegulus, so im just setting it up lol))

#Regulus speaks

sirius-orion-black-the-third

"No one is going home this Christmas. Or for Spring break. None of you are leaving this school. For anything." Sirius says sternly, looking at his cousins and brother, that he's gathered in one of the hallways on the upper floors of the castle.

"Evan was branded, when he was supposed to just go out for a doctor's appointment. Our parents want all of us to get the mark, and they won't take no for an answer. They already got Bella and Evan; I'm not letting any more of you get that cursed mark."

@flower-not-star @evieisthebest @no-fuck-u @pandora-harmonia-rosier @theldest-pure-blooded-bitch

Don't interact, but follow this: @lost-dim-prince @peter-francis-pettigrew @pprongspotter @jason-eros-redwood @miss-marry-mcdonald @melionameansdream @meadowes-cass @i-will-haunt-you-in-your-dreams @the-real-ms-evans @the-officalbartycrouch-jr @gilderoy---lockhart

“Wait-“ Regulus takes a deep breath and glances at Evan, “Sirius, I got a letter from mother asking me home this weekend.”

Regulus knew that his terror showed on his face, but he didn’t really care. He felt like throwing up.

“Sirius… I don’t want to join them. I know it might seem like I do, but I really, really don’t. I-“

Regulus chokes on his own words.

Evan Arcturus Rosier

Early Life & Education:

Evan Rosier, a pure blood wizard, attending Hogwarts and is a member of Slytherin house. He has reportedly been seen as friends with a close-knit group of Slytherins that includes Severus Snape and Bartemius Crouch Jr.

Basic Information:

Age: 16

Birthdate: Oct. 21st

Wand: 12.3" Blackthorn wood, Dragon Heartstring core

Sexuality: Gay, but will fuck anyone

House: Slytherin, ftw!

The Bitches /pos:

(Lost Memories AU)

@lost-dim-prince // new kid. unsure, aberforth tends to shelter them.

@flower-not-star // narcissa. she's alright, I guess.

@peter-francis-pettigrew // all I know is he's with that group of Gryffindors.

@sirius-orion-black-the-third // he's reg's older brother, thats about it.

@pprongspotter // isn't that one of those gryffindor troublemakers? I am not crushing on him..

@no-fuck-u // Reggie!! Honestly my favorite cousin!

@the-officalbartycrouch-jr // Barty! my bestie!!! love this crazy psychotic person! /platonic

@i-will-haunt-you-in-your-dreams // Sev. he kinda just disappeared one day, it was kinda sad, he was cool

@gilderoy---lockhart // who?

@the-real-ms-evans // isn't she that red head chick in Gryffindor?

@meadowes-cass // she's alright, I guess

@miss-marry-mcdonald // she's decent, I guess, but haven't talked much really with her

@melionameansdream // literally an amazing girl, adore her to bits!

@pandora-harmonia-rosier // my sister, only person besides Barty who truly knows me

no way i have the same middle name as a dumbass

literally so rude Reg.

no

but actually how do we have the same middle name

it’s not like Arcturus is common-

I guess maybe because we are in the same family? I dont know. I never put much thought into it

sigh

but in all honesty it’s pretty cool to share my weird ass middle name with someone

Evan Arcturus Rosier

Early Life & Education:

Evan Rosier, a pure blood wizard, attending Hogwarts and is a member of Slytherin house. He has reportedly been seen as friends with a close-knit group of Slytherins that includes Severus Snape and Bartemius Crouch Jr.

Basic Information:

Age: 16

Birthdate: Oct. 21st

Wand: 12.3" Blackthorn wood, Dragon Heartstring core

Sexuality: Gay, but will fuck anyone

House: Slytherin, ftw!

The Bitches /pos:

(Lost Memories AU)

@lost-dim-prince // new kid. unsure, aberforth tends to shelter them.

@flower-not-star // narcissa. she's alright, I guess.

@peter-francis-pettigrew // all I know is he's with that group of Gryffindors.

@sirius-orion-black-the-third // he's reg's older brother, thats about it.

@pprongspotter // isn't that one of those gryffindor troublemakers? I am not crushing on him..

@no-fuck-u // Reggie!! Honestly my favorite cousin!

@the-officalbartycrouch-jr // Barty! my bestie!!! love this crazy psychotic person! /platonic

@i-will-haunt-you-in-your-dreams // Sev. he kinda just disappeared one day, it was kinda sad, he was cool

@gilderoy---lockhart // who?

@the-real-ms-evans // isn't she that red head chick in Gryffindor?

@meadowes-cass // she's alright, I guess

@miss-marry-mcdonald // she's decent, I guess, but haven't talked much really with her

@melionameansdream // literally an amazing girl, adore her to bits!

@pandora-harmonia-rosier // my sister, only person besides Barty who truly knows me

no way i have the same middle name as a dumbass

literally so rude Reg.

no

but actually how do we have the same middle name

it’s not like Arcturus is common-

@no-fuck-u you owe me at least two coffees for this...

@lost-dim-prince @flower-not-star @sirius-orion-black-the-third @peter-francis-pettigrew @pprongspotter @pandora-harmonia-rosier @miss-marry-mcdonald @melionameansdream @the-real-ms-evans @the-officalbartycrouch-jr @gilderoy---lockhart @i-will-haunt-you-in-your-dreams @evieisthebest

what the fuck did i do-

the-officalbartycrouch-jr

while you’re at it get me one too

refer to my blog name

the-officalbartycrouch-jr

you bitch.

honestly I don’t even know why I owe cas the coffee so im not about to go out and buy you one

the-officalbartycrouch-jr

does our friendship mean nothing to you?! :(

I’ll do it if you come with me but I don’t wanna socialize rn

the-officalbartycrouch-jr

OOOO!! I can socialize for you. Let’s goooo

…

fineeeeeeee

I didn’t know it was possible to make tea and have it taste like shite but Siri and I achieved that today

@sirius-orion-black-the-third

@no-fuck-u @evieisthebest @meadowes-cass @the-real-ms-evans @the-officialbartycrouch-jr @evieisthebest @peter-francis-pettigrew @gilderoy---lockhart @melionameansdream @miss-marry-mcdonald @flower-not-star

Not even surprised at this point

Honestly i would believe you if you said you burnt the fucking water

Rude! I’ll have you know it was going well until Sirius started recommending the most random shit to add and I made the mistake to trust him

what did you add-

Uhhh… Paprika, coriander, capers, cardamom… oh and corn syrup

…

i need to sleep

I can’t deal with this anymore

good night

I didn’t know it was possible to make tea and have it taste like shite but Siri and I achieved that today

@sirius-orion-black-the-third

@no-fuck-u @evieisthebest @meadowes-cass @the-real-ms-evans @the-officialbartycrouch-jr @evieisthebest @peter-francis-pettigrew @gilderoy---lockhart @melionameansdream @miss-marry-mcdonald @flower-not-star

Not even surprised at this point

Honestly i would believe you if you said you burnt the fucking water

Rude! I’ll have you know it was going well until Sirius started recommending the most random shit to add and I made the mistake to trust him

what did you add-

flower-not-star

I wanna kiss both of you so bad tysm Evan and Sirius <3

before after

@flower-not-star @sirius-orion-black-the-third @peter-francis-pettigrew @pprongspotter @miss-marry-mcdonald @melionameansdream @meadowes-cass @pandora-harmonia-rosier @i-will-haunt-you-in-your-dreams @the-real-ms-evans @the-officalbartycrouch-jr @gilderoy---lockhart @no-fuck-u

that’s called incest actually

but i mean it runs in the family so go ahead i suppose

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