Regulus A. Black

We all are caught in the middle of one long treacherous

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cass-avery‌:

“O-Obligations?” He scrunches up his face in mock confusion. “Am I saying that right? Obligations?”

“No, you’re right. I’ve no idea what obligations are. I’m only an entrepreneur of my own means with a massive clientele. But sure, keep waving that big cock around because you are so, so, so much better than me, aren’t you, Black?”

He steps close enough to Regulus that his cigarette smoke wafts into the other man’s face.

Reg coughed a few times when the smoke got in his face.  He tried smoking once and it didn’t sit well with him.  He turned and glared at Cass.  “Fuck off, Avery,” he snapped.  He came out here to get away from people, not be bullied and berated by this asshole.

“No one actually gives a shit.”  About either of us.  “So do us both a favor and get lost.”  I was here first.  

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Home Visit

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thenarcissablack‌:

Narcissa was quite for a few moments whilst she thought. Silence didn’t feel weird for them. Not from her point of view anyway. They’d grown up together. They knew each other so well. She sighed, running her fingers through her hair. “If you believe that, how do you expect anyone else to think you could be happy” She murmured with a sad smile. She wasn’t sure what to think really. She couldn’t change what he thought, however much she tried. And she wasn’t going to try and change his opinion. She wasn’t going to waste her time. 

She bit her lip as she thought, looking at her cousin. “You…. need to find someone you can trust Reg” She murmured, shaking her head. “Not that I don’t love how close we are…. but you have to trust more than one person”

Silence with Narcissa never bothered Regulus.  He felt comfortable around her in silence most of the time.  However, after the confession he just made, the silence felt more awkward to him.  “I know you’re right.  I’m not stupid.  I.... wish I could change the way I think.  But there’s this little voice in the back of my head that whispers horrible and nasty things.”

Reg couldn’t look at Narcissa at the moment.  “Well once you’re fucked over one too many times... it’s difficult,” he explained.

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Trapped || {Reg/Alice}

Damn it.

It must have been at least an hour since he found himself trapped in this little room.  Regulus had been in the Department of Mysteries, working hard.  He found a door and his curiosity got the better of him.  It was an interesting room.  While it had your standard cleaning supplies, it also had some other weird items.  

The door closed behind him, then completely disappeared.  The items that fascinated Regulus started to fade away.  What an odd room.  What a very odd room.  When he turned to leave, he couldn’t find the door.  That had been over an hour ago, and no spell he could think of would make the door appear.

The young man was sitting on the floor when the door appeared.  His eyes shot open as someone entered.  “Wait!  Don’t--” but it was too late.  The door closed behind her, then disappeared.  “Damn it.  Now you’re stuck too.”

It was only when he truly looked at her that he realized who he was now stuck with.  That annoying Gryffindor girl a year older than him: Alice.  Wonderful.

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cass-avery‌:

“Hmm but you could…if you really wanted it badly enough.”

“A man of your means can disappear wherever he wants.” Cass smirks at Regulus’ backside before taking another puff. “But it’s cute how you play up the tortured soul schtick. Almost to the point of endearing.”

Regulus rolled his eyes and took another drink.  “I have obligations,” he replied easily.  “Not that you would understand what that word means.”  There was a bite to his words.  

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cass-avery‌:

Cass turns to check out the patios in question but doesn’t otherwise move. His cheeks hollow as he takes a deep inhale from the cigarette between his lips.

“Believe it or not, Black, I didn’t notice that you had slipped out here before ducking out myself.”

This was at least half a lie. Cass was almost always very aware of the comings and goings of people at the Vial, particularly when he was working. He had seen Regulus slip out from across the bar but had forgotten by the time he went to get some air between clients. He just wasn’t that memorable nor did he carry consider himself as such. Frankly, reading Regulus sometimes threatened to drain away at his own self-esteem.

“Besides, darling, for once, I don’t believe I’m the one with the ego problem here. You don’t want to talk, that’s fine. Stare into the dark and divine life’s mysteries. Pretend I’m not here.”

He tilts his head to the side and holds his cigarette aloft between his long fingers. “But riddle me this just once. You don’t want to talk. Your prerogative, of course. But why come to the Vial at all then? All people do here is talk, drink, yell…frankly, it’s all rather nauseating when it comes down to it.”

Regulus turned away from Cassiel, ignoring him for a few moments.  “I can do that,” he replied, wishing that the other man would disappear.  There were very few people that Regulus could tolerate, and Avery surely wasn’t one of them.  The other man made his skin crawl.  There was simply something about him that Regulus neither liked nor trusted.

To respond to Cassiel’s question, Regulus merely tensed his shoulders in a shrug.  “It’s something to do.”  As much as Regulus wanted to be a loner, he got lonely.  Sure, he didn’t want to talk to people, but just being around people helped sometimes.  Besides, intoxicated people could sometimes be quite entertaining.  For the first time since Avery joined him, he took a swig of his drink.  “I can’t be a hermit forever.”  He had to make appearances every now and again.

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cass-avery‌:

“I’m sorry, Black, do you own this patio?” Cass drawls, glancing over at the shorter man extremely unaffected as he lights his cigarette.

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“Far be it from me to actively seek your company.”

“Then why are you here, Avery?” he asked slowly.  “There’s three other patios just on this side of the building.  Plenty of room for your ego.”

Cassiel made Reg very uncomfortable.

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Night Out || {open}

Reg hadn’t been to the Silver Vial in ages.  He had been trying (and succeeding) to cut back on his alcohol intake.  There were a few dark weeks when he was getting drunk nearly every night just to cope with the cruel voice in his head that he often took as the voice of reason.  The problem was that half of the time, the alcohol would quiet the voice.  The other half of the time, it would amplify it.  

There were nights that he didn’t remember how he got back to his flat.

Tonight, he wanted to drink.  It had been a rough day at work (he swore that he was hearing voices in the veil room; voices that no one else could hear) and all he wanted was a relaxing Friday night.

Regulus was standing out on one of the patios, staring out into space.  Social interactions were never his strong suit.  When someone joined him on the patio, he turned to look at them.  “Can I help you?” he asked, his words monotone and seemingly unamused.

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Home Visit

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thenarcissablack‌:

Narcissa sat herself down on a chair, curling her legs up under herself. At home Cissa was truly herself. When she left those doors she put on a mask, hide who she truly was. But here in Malfoy Manor, and around those she truly cared about, Cissa was truly herself. There weren’t a lot of people it this world she trusted, but Regulus was one of those people. She hated to see her cousin like this. She just wanted him to be happy, like she was. But part of her was unsure it would ever happen.

“Because we are humans. And unfortunately not everyone likes to be nice” She knew that she could be pretty mean when she wanted to be. She just sighed, biting on her lip. “I don’t know how they can do it. How they can grow up with us, but think we deserve to be miserable because we chose a different path to them. People suck.”

Reg fell silent for a few long moments, his mind processing (then overthinking) everything that Cissa just said.  “Sometimes, I agree with them, Cissa,” he finally managed. “Sometimes, I truly believe that I deserve to be absolutely miserable.” There were days when he wasn’t that bad, but he hadn’t actually felt truly happy in months.  He would even out at feeling nothing, then swing down into a pit of despair.

There were nights when his thoughts kept him up all night, drowning and strangling him as he tried to sleep.  Regulus couldn’t look at her.  “It’s scary, but who can I tell?  I have you.  That’s it.”

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“Uh. You gave me your address. I brought you home when you were shitfaced.” Sirius shoved his hands into his pockets then added, “I can leave if you want?”

Regulus hadn’t remembered that night at all.  “Oh.”

Slowly, Regulus sat down on the sofa, motioning to Sirius to join him on the other end.  “You... you don’t have to.”

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Reg stared at him. He thought that he had stronger wards on his flat. “How…”

He forgot that he had told Sirius his address one night when he had gotten too drunk.

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“How what?” Sirius asked confused. He then pointed to the candy, and said, “I was at the store and saw ‘em, so I figured “why not?”  since you used to eat it and all. If that’s what you mean…”

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Reg ran his hand through his hair. "No. You're... Here?" He sighed. "You're not supposed to be here..." Pause. "No one's supposed to be here."

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Walking into the room, Sirius tossed a bag of candy on the table and said, “I heard you were having a bad day–These are your favorite candies, right?”

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Reg stared at him. He thought that he had stronger wards on his flat. "How..."

He forgot that he had told Sirius his address one night when he had gotten too drunk.

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epoque-alecto‌:

You’re already smarter than most people I know in that regard– everyone thinks it’s in the sightseeing, but it’s in the corner stalls that no expects to find the real treasures of what Egypt has to offer. 

“Exactly.  I want to just... fully immerse myself in everything.  If I ever get there.”

At the rate he was going, he’d never make it there.

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“What human food do you plan to feed, exactly, and why do you suddenly have a cat? I think those are more important questions,” Bellatrix drawled as she slowly turned to face him, smirking.

Regulus stared at her.  “Leftovers and none of your business,” he replied shortly.

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“You’d probably love it more than most– What would you want to see?”

Regulus’s smile remained genuine as he pondered for a moment.  “Other than everything?”  It was common knowledge that Regulus wanted to get to Egypt.

“I’d love to wander the marketplaces, see what I can find.”

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“Is it okay to feed cats people food?  Do I have to find somewhere to get her cat food?  Do they sell cat food around here?”

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Home Visit

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It had taken her years of practice, but Narcissa was pretty confident in her ability to talk to Regulus. She had worked hard in being able to know exactly what to say to him. It was something she was a pretty proud of. “Shush. You’ll make my ego grow” Cissa teased with a little grin. And they did not need that. Narcissa was already a pretty vain person, her name clearly suited her. 

The blonde sighed, biting her lip, as she motioned for Regulus to follow her into the parlour. She sat down, and shrugged. “They deserve happiness too. We can’t want or demand it…. and not expect them to be happ too. Surely everyone deserves a chance to be happy”

Regulus followed her slowly into the parlor, his shoulders a bit hunched as he stared at the floor.  He let all his walls down around Narcissa.  There were no fake emotions when it came to her.  Everything was as it truly was.  In some ways, he knew that wasn’t fair of him to put all of that on his cousin, but he had no one else he could turn to.

“That’s not what I meant, Cissa.  I... there’s people that know us that think we deserve to be miserable.  How can they know us and think that?”  His thoughts went to his last exchange with Andromeda and how much it hurt him.  It left him a mess for the longest time.  

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“Have you ever been to Egypt before?” 

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Regulus shook his head as a small smile crossed his features.

“One day though.  I’ve been saving.”