☾— ° the little king

regulus arcturus black tongue of a { s e r p e n t } heart of a lion ❝ toujours pur ❞

[dromvda]

❝Yeah, I’m definitely not seeing ANYTHING in this crystal ball. What on earth possessed me to take this class?❞ 

[rarcturus]

“wait -- i think i see something,” regulus stared into the glimmering glass globe, eyebrows knit in concentration. “it says... ‘regulus is way cooler than andi’ -- well, the crystal ball wouldn’t LIE, so i guess that’s that.” he turned to his cousin with a grin.

[sxlwyn]

            “If you ask me, the only UPSIDE to this MEMORIAL service was that I got to wear these new dress robes I got over the summer.” Isadora commented with a grin, smoothing down the front of her dress as she spoke. “Lovely, don’t you think?”

[rarcturus]

regulus shot a disinterested sideways glance at his housemate, not bothering to look at her her attire. what did it matter? “lovely,” he murmured dryly, returning to the idle activity of tossing a practice snitch up in the air and catching it, over and over again.

[ameliabns-blog]

“ shh, don’t move! you’ll scare it away and there goes my Care for Magical Creatures project! “

[rarcturus]

“are you talking about the niffler? how dull are you?” a rhetorical question, of course. regulus had let the cage which contained his own project’s subject, a golden snidget, slip from his hands and cause quite the ruckus. “look,” he pulled a few shining galleons from his pocket, setting them carefully on the ground, confident the creature would be drawn to them. “they’re attracted to shiny things. it’s not hard to get them back at all.”

[elvndork]

family portrait, part 1: The Black Brothers

“I hated the lot of them: my parents with their pure-blood mania, convinced that to be a Black made you practically royal… my idiot brother, soft enough to believe them… that’s him. He was younger than me, and a much better son, as I was constantly reminded.”

[devctedservcnt-blog]

            “I don’t see how you could ENJOY hiding away here, by yourself, with only dusty TOMES to keep you company.” Bellatrix commented snidely, eying the books surrounding them with distaste. While she didn’t think he should be parading through the corridors, boasting about their successes, they could still REVEL in their triumphs. “Oh Regulus, pumpkin, not a single person has been able to pin anything on us,” she reminded him, { wicked smile still spread across her face }  “Travers, as useless as he usually is, knows how to cast a particularly FRUITFUL Confundus charm. We have NOTHING to worry about.” 

[rarcturus]

☾— ° “there’s never nothing to worry about” the words were murmured so softly under his breath, he wasn’t sure she’d even hear him. he rubbed nervously at his forearm where the newly-branded dark mark was etched under his skin -- a habit he’d formed since the day the ink sunk in. like the mark itself, being a BLACK came with its benefits, along with its curses. but he feared bellatrix wouldn’t see eye to eye with him on this topic. she wore the surname like a prized golden badge, and regulus had found himself wanting to tuck that metaphorical badge deep in a chest and just forget about it for a while. thankfully he was A L O N E with that thought... you can best bet there’d be a matching burn mark next to sirius’ on the family tree otherwise.

“i don’t see you suggesting another activity i should be partaking in instead.” reg huffed, pushing aside the stack of books he had intended to check out. “let’s go find something else to do then, shall we?”

[edwcrdtcnks]

           REGULUS BLACK. Joy. Of all the people to witness him make an arse of himself, it had to be one of the Slytherins. Thankfully it was Regulus and not someone like Bellatrix or the Lestranges, so it wasn’t as bad as it could have been, but it was hardly the optimal situation for him. “I’d apologize, but I’ve never been much of a LIAR.” He commented dryly, only just managing to roll out of the way before a book smacked him clear in the face. It was bad enough that they were littering the floor, he didn’t need to add an injury into the mix. The Hospital Wing was busy enough as it was.. he didn’t want to take up a bed that would be better reserved for someone who REALLY needed it.

“It’s not garbage.” He commented grimly as he picked himself up off of the floor, grabbing a handful of books to put back on the shelves. “It’s LITERATURE, Black. Maybe you’re not much for that,” he spoke, tone droll, “seeing as, well, not many pictures.”           

[rarcturus]

☾— ° “BRAVO ! the muggleborn sticks his dirty little nose in a couple books and thinks he’s the most intelligent being on earth.” regulus’ voice was heavy with sarcasm as he broke into a short, mocking burst of applause. “i’m well aware of what literature is, edward. we have quite the extensive library at home.” regulus informed. the shelves at grimmauld place were lined with such a variety of books, ( mainly about the dark arts ), it put the restricted section at hogwarts to utter shame.  “i’d tell you to come by sometime and have a look at our marvelous collection but... i doubt you’d manage to get a toe over the threshold before you’d hit the ground with a T H U D.” he slammed the cover of a particularly heavy book to emphasize the last word, snickering wryly.

he nearly felt bad, watching ted carefully pick up each of the fallen books. reg heaved a heavy sigh. “merlin, you lot really are DULL. are you really putting the books back by hand?” the slytherin gave a swish of his wand, and the books shot off the floor, pages fluttering like the wings of birds, and began to line themselves up neatly on the shelves. “that’s how you do things when you’re an actual wizard. easy, isn’t it?” a subtle way of helping pick up the mess. maybe you can thank me later, ted.

[caivses-blog]

 ❝ — the fact of the matter was that it was peculiar. seeing a familiar face enter into the comfort of the space he had deemed his home away from home was rather unlikely, but seeing a face that prompted him to move closer to said face was even more unlikely. examination from afar when not interacting was the young ravenclaw’s forte and it was quite blatant that something was rattling the mind of his friend. an odd duo they made, yes, but a duo nonetheless. his plan was to sneak next to the other boy and comment on the book in his hands, one that he admittedly read quite a few times due to his overwhelming love of stars and space and anything that only peaked into the sky at night. but, his plan was foiled by his own clumsiness as upon approaching he managed to trip over the robe that was a few inches too long. the resulting sharp inhale and tiny noise seemed to have startled regulus, to which caius chuckled softly before swooping into the seat next to him. he shot a quick smile of reassurance prior to opening the in front of him right to the dog-eared page. “how are you so freaked,” he questioned lightly, looking upwards slightly, “you’re not even on the part where it discusses the possibility of extraterrestrial beings.” now fully maintaining eye contact, his beam widened, “that’s where it gets really freaky.”

[rarcturus]

☾— ° “Merlin’s fucking beard, cai.” regulus cursed, giving his friend a quick payback rap over the head with his wand as he seated himself next to him. “you’re lucky, i almost hexed you so hard your hair would’ve gone straight.” he chuckled, poking at the loose curls on cai’s forehead with the tip of his wand before returning it to his pocket. “m’not freaked,” he defended himself. “well i mean, i am a little bit jumpy. what with everything that’s going on around here.” ( by your own hands, regulus. missed your calling as an actor. ) 

“i’ve read this book a bunch of times. too many.” he dismissed with a wave of his hand. “the selection of astronomy books in here isn’t the greatest. yet there’s two entire rows of muggle books.” his nose wrinkled as though he had smelled something rancid. “but trust me, i believe in extraterrestrial beings. i’ve got one sitting right next to me.” reg gave a cheeky grin before snatching the book back from cai and flicking through the wrinkled pages. “check this out, my favorite part of the book.” he pointed to a photo of the leo constellation, with the brightest star at the center of the roaring lion labelled regulus. “can you believe they named a star after me?”

[devctedservcnt-blog]

               Her heels clicked against the floor of the library as she passed row upon row of empty tables, the noise echoing due to the scarce population littered throughout the room. Most people were holed up in the commons or in the hospital wing – too afraid, perhaps, to leave the SAFETY that they believed they’d found among their peers. Bellatrix didn’t share any of those fear or concerns, mostly due to the fact that she KNEW that she was in no danger from anyone or anything. No, SHE was the danger. 

“Oh cousin,” she trilled, sliding in across from Regulus at the table as she folded her hands atop the heavy wood, nails tapping irregularly as she spoke, “what on EARTH are you doing?” Reaching for the book, she pried it from his hands and slammed it shut, letting it fall between them with a heavy thud. “You should be REVELLING in our victory,” she uttered out in hushed toned, smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth, “not HIDING away like a prisoner.”

[rarcturus]

☾— ° stiff fingers unwrapped slowly from the handle of his wand, breathing an unheard sigh of relief to see it was only his cousin... though his shoulders remained rigid and he found himself sitting a bit more upright than his previous slouched position. blue eyes followed her every move as she took her seat across the table from him, protest absent as she snatched his reading material from his hands. “who’s to say i can’t celebrate and enjoy some time to myself at the same time?” he snapped back with a roll of his eyes. “what would you have me do, bella? streak through the corridors?” regulus leaned forward, elbows on the table, speaking in the same tone of secrecy that left her lips. “you must be aware that every single eye in hogwarts is probably on US. i’m trying to be as INCONSPICUOUS as possible. i suggest YOU do the same.”

[edwcrdtcnks]

            Needing a BREAK from all the tension in the air wherever you turned, Ted had escaped to the library to catch up on some coursework. Even with classes cancelled for the week, he didn’t want to fall too far behind… especially when his mind was already racing a mile a minute trying to come to terms with everything that had happened. He’d been fortunate enough not to have been INJURED { thankfully having decided that he needed to stay back at the castle to work on homework and write a letter home for his parents } but some of his close friends had. It was a DANGEROUS time to be a muggleborn in the wizarding world, that was for sure, and the weight of that rested on his shoulders. 

He’d been flipping through a book on muggle artifacts, nose practically pressed into the spine, and had been so consumed with his reading that he hadn’t noticed a bag on the floor. With an undignified yelp he found himself tripping, knocking down half a shelf full of books on his way down to the ground. As he lay on the ground, books scattered around him, he noticed someone jump to their feet and withdraw their wand – though he couldn’t tell exactly who it was. “Don’t worry,” he called out, bringing his hand up to rub at the back of his head, “m’okay… I think.”

[rarcturus]

☾— ° the crash was monstrous to say the least, and regulus found himself with his wand pointed at a disheveled ted tonks, surrounded in a sea of paperbacks and novels. “i don’t recall asking if you were okay, tonks.” regulus jeered. before returning his wand to its rightful spot, he flicked it at a shelf behind ted, sending a few more books toppling down on him. “whoops, i’m sorry.” he apologized insincerely.  “shouldn’t have startled me.”

noticing ted was still clutching the very book that had gotten him into this most unfortunate predicament, regulus leaned forward and snatched it from him. “this garbage is what had you so distracted?” he mocked, flicking through a few of the pages, his nose wrinkled in disgust. “typical.”

[penelopepomfrey]

Penelope had finally decided to leave the Hospital Wing, but only on a mission given to her by one of her patients. An injured Ravenclaw student wanted a book from the library, and not just any book, but a very particular book about the STARS. With the title and author written down on a paper in her hand, she entered the library with determination. The book wasn’t on the shelf, however. She checked with the librarian - it wasn’t checked out either. Of course, the one book she needed to find would prove to be a challenge. She scoured the library, looking at the books that individuals were reading on their own. After looking in nearly every other place, she stumbled upon a Slytherin boy holding the very book she needed. She cleared her throat, accidentally scaring the boy. Her eyes fell upon the hand he had on his wand. “I just needed that book. A patient of mine in the hospital wing wanted to read it.” She said, her tone calm and steady to avoid any conflict.

[rarcturus]

☾— ° wide eyes fell upon a hufflepuff student, who had evidently been the source of the noise that had jolted him from head to toe, and his panic settled quickly. she looked about as threatening as a pygmy puff, and he felt a fool for appearing entirely rattled. reg released his wand ( though he momentarily considered turning it on himself and muttering a curse for being so damn P A R A N O I D ). she was simply requesting the book he’d been reading -- his first instinct being to hand it over to her. he was finished reading it, after all. don’t be so fucking weak, regulus. his hand froze mid-air. “this one?” he asked, painting on a smirk and retracting his hand. “well, it appears this one’s unavailable. looks like you’re gonna have to choose one of the other... oh, i don’t know, seven thousand books in this library?”

[rarcturus]

☾— ° Regulus, in an attempt to keep a low profile, had tucked himself in the deepest corner of the library, nose buried in The Magic of Astronomy... though his mind was on everything but the nebulas and dwarf stars that twinkled on the pages of the leather bound book. he knew doubtlessly the stinging memory of the recent events was still the first thing on the frightened students’ minds ( and knew now, more than ever, there would be a massive increase in the hushed whispers and accusatory looks that pureblood slytherin students received every time something went wrong ). the soft lighting and silence of the library were beginning to get to him, and he had just tossed the dog-eared book aside when a startling noise had him bolted upright, firm grasp on the wand tucked in the pocket of his robes. 

[hermionc]

MOODBOARD; REGULUS ARCTURUS BLACK            – to the stars, with regards, i write. the sea has called you home. (x)