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"Are you scared?" she joked while giving him a little punch on the shoulder "Don’t worry. You’ll be safe with me. So you want to torture that girl? Tell me who she is."
Was he scared? That was an understatement, but he brushed it off and gave her a smile. "Just a filthy little mudblood slut... she's having the teacher give me bad marks because I told her she had dirty blood, I just know it."
"Snoring loudly too, thanks,".
"Sod the fuck off, you cunting twat."
"Jeeze, what have you been doing that’s got you so tired?"
"I... I've just been staying up late to, uh, study." That was half true, to say the least. "How.. how are you doing?" He wasn't good around women, much less ridiculously gorgeous ones.
Letting out a breath, Narcissa then ran her hand through her hair. “I’m sure that if Bella finds out, she’ll get to the bottom of it in no time.” The blonde sneered just at the thought of a mudblood sneaking about to get better grades than purebloods. Shaking her head of the thought, Cissa looked back at her cousin and nodded. “I’ll be sure to ask her when I see her next! I’d offer to help, but I’m only just passing that class… That class and Herbology. I just can’t seem to understand them.” She mumbles angry at herself.
Regulus nodded "Bella always does, doesn't she?" He tried for a laugh ,but it came out more like a pained cough. He smiled though, inclining his head "Thank you." He perked up "Herbology? I can help with that." He cleared his throat, going a little pink "I.. I like that class a lot."
Andromeda smiled softly as Regulus changed the topic knowing that it wasn’t something he liked to discuss and she couldn’t get into another battle with one of her family members. “You can’t quit quidditch! I know how much you enjoy it and you need to do things that you enjoy. I’m going to help with your transfiguration problem so that they leave you alone for a while!”
Regulus liked Andromeda a lot more than most of his family members, she knew somehow he was uncomfortable discussing his family life and she respected that. He looked up at her when she proclaimed he couldn't quit and he chuckled "They say I do not have to quit as long as it does not mess with my grades, which... it doesn't but that's what they'll blame if I don't pick my transfiguration grade up." He was glad he didn't have to blame it on the muggle girl just to impress Dromeda. He sighed softly "Thank you." He said simply, but genuinely.
THE DRAUGHT OF PEACE is a potion which relieves anxiety and agitation. Its ingredients are powdered moonstone, syrup of hellebore, powdered porcupine quills, and powdered unicorn horn. It should be a turquoise blue when finished and simmered before being drunk.
because that's what it was really all about;
The sounds of minor (but satisfying) explosions ricocheted out of Greenhouse No. 3 (home to a new batch of puffapods and enough gillyweed to enjoy a year underwater.) Sirius hadn’t bothered to put up a silencing charm, instead viciously casting expulso at planters lining the window. Sprout would’ve messily murdered him, if she could see it.
A part of him knew he’d been wrong to goad Bellatrix, but he couldn’t help himself, and it’d only served to infuriate him. Weak. Traitor. Personal.
He knew he was far from weak, and he knew (given his fucked up excuse for a family) he wasn’t a traitor, but the words still cut deep. He wished he could just shut it all off - the taunts, the anger, the infuriaing sense of lingering guilt - but it ate at him. Made him do things like taunt Bella. Made him do things like blow up planters in the damn greenhouses.
"Fuck," he swore, with feeling.
Regulus had slipped away from his group of 'friends', the young Black didn't actually call anyone a friend these days. It was almost impossible for the poor boy to trust anyone, much less fellow peers. He was just wandering the grounds, avoiding people as best he can. That was what he was best at - being alone.
Apparently, the brothers both had the bright idea of slipping off to the greenhouses though for two very different reasons. Reg was on his way there to see to some of his venomous tentacula that professor Sprout had been letting him tend to. He was getting close now when he heard the sound of explosions going off. Luckily for him it wasn't the greenhouse that was home to his tentacula, but that didn't mean he didn't hike up his robes and start racing toward Greenhouse No. 3.
"OI, WANKER!" He screamed as his eyes landed on a familiar Gryffindor, the stature and long, messy hair only that of his older brother Sirius. "I know you're dead from the neck up, but what... are you daft?!" He spit at the older male, clenching his fists. He was scared, he hadn't laid on Sirius in a long while and this was not what he was expecting their next meeting to be like. Anger wasn't going to be good for them.
The slight smile on Mary’s face dropped at his admonishment as she tried to think of a reply. “That wasn—” she started before pausing and continuing in a much more subdued tone, “I was just joking.”
Regulus just glared at the girl "I know... You're muggle-born, aren't you?" He snapped, standing up and stepping a few feet away.
"Soon. And I’ll let you chose our poor victim." she said daring. "I’ve heard something about you having problems with someone somewhere, if I’m not mistaken."
"We have to be careful, Bella. If I get my Prefect's badge taken away, mum and dad will be using me for practice." He may be trying to get out of it now, but he knew there was a slim chance. "Do you mean that no good trollop in transfiguration? She could do."
"Join me, then."
He stiffened a bit, glancing around to make sure no one was around "Who and when?"
You’ll be left with nothing but the worst experiences of your life
